HG X UNDERTALE AU ~ THE GAMES [OLD FANFIC]

PART 4 ~ V : FRIENDS

Killer P.o.V

'Happy Birthday to me.'

I sang as I remembered the first time I was extracted from my district for tests. These Capitol people really hate 'out of the ordinary' types of monsters or humans. This would happen in every district. You'd be called to the mayor's or Peacekeeper's office to choose between being a prostitute, Peacekeeper, experiment or possibly other terrible scenarios. They'd force or threaten you to pick something specific but I declined all of the options and learned the hard way... they murdered my entire family before my very eyes. In the end, look where I'm at, an experiment.

To my surprise, my birthday wasn't wasted. They opened the door and carried something covered on a gurney. I laughed pointlessly, when you're stuck with no entertainment, everything's hilarious.

"You didn't forget about my birthday, right Flenius?"

He didn't say anything. "What a little pussy."

I smirked as he ignored me.

"Got better toys to play with now? What will become of me?" "Take care of that thing under the blanket on the pram."

"Aww, so thoughtful of you."

The guards came up to me and undid the chains keeping me on the wall. Wouldn't want to have something done to the other scientists that took care of me. Guess I could take my anger out on whatever's under there.

I cracked my knuckles and neck, it felt good to be free after a while. They simply left after that. I first stared at it, confused on what it could be and what I needed to do to 'take care' of something. Last time I had a test like this, I ended up beheading the person I took care of with a glass shard.

I moved cautiously towards the thing under the blanket and removed it, keeping the pearl cover for myself. It ended up being another skeleton with a cast around his chest. I rolled the bed to the corner of the room and slowly took him off before using it for myself. I had no intention of taking care of this kid and I visibly don't care.

That power nap felt amazing, like the heavens to finally sleep on some sort of mattress in this lifeless place.

When I woke up the next morning, I heard sobbing from below. "What the hell."

I said as the creature stared at me. "Hi-"

"Umm, hello?"

"Who are you?"

"I was going to ask the same question."

I sat on the bed. "I'm Ink, you?" "Killer's the name."

The name sounded familiar. "Where do you come from?"

He asked.

"District 2. I was ripped away from my family after they killed them. It's fine now, I know I don't have much time before they euthanize me."

"Oh my... does that mean that after I will be no use to them, they'll kill me?"

"Pretty much. I made a friend but they're long gone."

He gasped and looked down, confused. He's most probably fairly new since he doesn't know much about anything here.

"Anyways... I'm from District 7. I won the Hunger Games before I was thrown here."

"Hm, so you must be in relatively good shape."

"Huh?" "Three years."

I gave him an approximated time he'd survive.

"So that's how much time I'd live here?"

"Wow, you're a good learner. I was in a similar situation as you... except the whole Games part. This is why they chose me to do these things."