TW: "The following chapter contains topics that might not be suitable for all audiences such as gore like depictions of children as well as murder, and discussions of death with children"
"You've got to be shitting me." (Y/n) looked down the steps.
Lights on the sides of the wall lighting up each step for guidance.
Joy: Go down, (Y/n).
(Y/n) paused looking down. She didn't know what was down there exactly, but from everything leading up to this moment she could only think of the worst. She didn't want to hate Walden or think he was this terrible man —
Joy: Your position hasn't moved. (Y/n) are you alright?
(Y/n): I'm going.
She took a deep breath and took a step forward, defending down the steps. A metal door came into view which slid open upon her getting closer. With the power out only emergency lights and lights from equipment lit up the room. The buzzing of machines also filled her ears.
Large pieces of what looked like machines were covered in tarp, hiding it away from view.
(Y/n): What am I looking at, Joy?
Joy: Uncover them.
(Y/n) took a deep breath. There were several of these large machines, a slight humming coming from each of them as they were obviously on and working under the black tarp.
She grabbed the edge of one and ripped it off, letting it fall to the floor.
A body, suspended in a liquid.
A child's body.
A dead child's body.
"No..."
Joy: He didn't kill them.
It was obvious from the silence that (Y/n) had seen it, prompting joy to text her.
(Y/n): Who are they?
She approached the tank and placed her hand on top studying the child inside. He appeared to be around 7 or 8. His skin was extremely discolored and already rotting apparent by the holes in the skin and its tightness around the bones.
(Y/n): Are they really dead...?
Joy: They used to be.
She moved over to the next tarp and pulled it off, another child, a girl, this time round 10 suspended in the water. Her body was in worse condition, parts of her removed completely apparent by the way it had been cut. It revealed flesh and bones under the skin.
Joy: There is a tank at the end of the room.
"No, no no no, it —"
The sounds of Julies cries came to her mind.
She ran to the edge of the room and ripped off the tarp of the large tank.
Suspended was Ophelia.
Her body sewn up with different parts of different children, yet, still holding her shape in the majority. (Y/n) had never seen Ophelia's body after the accident but it looked like Wally had taken as much time as he could to put her back together again... with parts of other children as well.
Tubes stuck out the back of Ophelia's head and body. A small monitor had a heart beat to it as well.
(Y/n): Is she alive? Is Ophelia alive?
She ran her fingers over the monitor waiting for Joy to reply.
Joy: Not in a way that matters. Machines keep the body...if you want to call it a body...alive. Wally was able to Frankenstein a body for Ophelia. She is missing two key components for this to be a success.
(Y/n): Me
Joy: and Isabella. He needs your blood and Isabella's brain.
(Y/n): What happened to Ophelias brain?
Joy: To the left of the machine is a large metal container with yellow and black lines on it. Inside is what remains of Ophelia's brain. Wally has figured out — or thinks — by adding the missing pieces of her brain and adding your blood into it she will be whole again.
(Y/n) walked towards the large box with "CAUTION" labeled at the top. She reached out her hand and placed it on the door handle to open it.
"Don't."
Her entire body tensed up upon hearing Wally's voice from the end of the room, her phone cracked in her hand from utter fear.
She didn't look up but could hear Wally's shoes against the floor approaching her. All the color drained from her face.
His hand reached up gently and grabbed her wrist, lowering it down from the handle.
"Look at me."
(Y/n) couldn't.
His other hand moved to her chin and lifted it to his view. She couldn't read his expression, but anger filled her.
"You were using me this whole time."
"No." He answered immediately, louder than her as if to get his point across.
"You better start explaining then." Despite the fear her tone was stern.
Wally looked at her for several more seconds before letting go of her wrist and approaching the tank with Ophelia's body.
"I asked you months ago, if you would bring back your mother if you could. You said you would." His gaze then shifted to her, "Correct?"
"Yes, I did." She didn't react wanting to hear more.
"Then you understand why I, as a father, am doing this." Walden placed his hand on the tank, yearning to hold his little girl again. "It's not fair."
"I know b—"
"YOU DON'T!" He seethed with quickened anger, claw marks on the glass his hand was resting on. It took a deep breath to calm down. "You don't know, (Y/n)."
Wally sighed, looking at Ophelia.
"This is the project I haven't told you about and it is my own fault for you being curious as to what was going on. I pushed you away when you only wanted to help. That was unfair of me. You've been nothing but loyal."
(Y/n) was uncomfortable, holding her arm as he spoke. Her heartbeat quick and panicked but her outward appearance was calm.
"What is left to do?"
The scientists gaze shifted to the floor as the thoughts came to him.
"Ophelia's brain was severely damaged, but her frontal lobe was in full contact. With your blood and the brain of another, I can bring her back." He smiled, "The body..the body is fully functioning. I have healed most of the cells with the rainbow serum. You are alive — you were brought back from the dead, and so can she."
The mania in his eyes only showed (Y/n) this was no longer the man she had fallen in love with.
She took a deep breath before speaking, "What can I do to help?"
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Welcome to the Rainbow Factory
FanficTorn apart through life Wally is heading towards divorce which has left him a destroyed man. His assistant can only hope to be enough to make him see the value in life. Rainbow Factory Wally: @/dodozoi tiktok
