The doctors have been discussing my progress of late, every week they'd have been injecting some sort of...liquid into me. On other days they would take me to an empty room, give me random items and just tell me to do whatever.
And on weekends especially, there'd be training sessions, and then they would note down the progress I've made. There would also be lessons, where someone would come in, and teach me how to read and write. Lately, they have been coming in less, they said I've made very quick progress for my age, though...I forgot my age...
I think I was taken here when I was...I forgot.
But I do remember Mother! But my father is fading from my memory...
I don't want to forget them.
The scientists said that the stuff they were injecting into me was some sort of...energy. I don't understand, they haven't explained it to me yet. But apparently unlike my friends...I have a much higher resistance...They said it was exactly what they had been looking for.
Would that explain why my friends have been getting sick? but not me?
Only yesterday I saw a doctor dragging one of them out. But she wasn't moving, so she must've been okay with that I guess.
But also yesterday! One of the doctors gave me something called tea! I think I remember Mother drinking it in the mornings, but she never gave me any...
The doctor who gave it to me said that this came in many flavours, and the one he gave me was called "Earl Grey". I think it was nice...but I want to try more flavours!
This was when they put me in that white room again, and the doctors wanted me to try more foods...to see if they affected my abilities or whatever...But tomorrow is the day I go in for those liquids again...I have to sit there for so long on that seat as those pipes pump that oddly coloured liquid into me...
I don't like Wednesdays.
And they don't entertain me either! They just made me sit still in that chair for ages!
And nothing to numb the pain either. When they first started they kept telling me to stop crying because it hurt so much. But now I've gotten somewhat used to it. It still hurts.
But lately, they've been discussing other stuff that they don't me to hear...I know that because they always turn and cover their mouths! Or would tell me to go to the other side of the room? I only catch a few words...like mark and energy...
But I don't know what that's supposed to mean...I don't like scientist talk...I don't like them at all actually...I miss my mother...but there is one nice scientist! The man who gave me the tea is my favourite. He's nice to me, unlike the rest.
But I don't like that he's trying to distract me from seeing my friends...Every time I ask he says stuff like "I should just forget about them" and that they're too ill to see me!
It's been like that for the past month...I slowly stopped seeing one by one, until now I can't see any of my friends.
Now it's all doctor talk! They say stuff to me that's supposed to make me feel better?
That I'll be powerful and all that...But I just want to go out and play! They said that I'd be able to do that since I never could when I was younger. I got quite sick easily and was very weak, so mother never let me out much...I hated seeing other kids play outside and have fun while I couldn't.
And the nice man always takes notes when he's with me...and saying weird stuff and not explaining it to me!
Like he'd describe to me my own personality! I know what I'm like! Why is he telling me stuff I already know...
Other times he'd tell me about his own daughter and wife, which I wasn't really interested in...but I didn't want to be rude or anything so I kept my mouth shut.
I don't know how long I have to be here. Each day is scarier than the last. The people here are getting meaner...and all my friends are gone.
But I can hear someone, probably another doctor.
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Fanfiction|Black Butler x reader| Previously "Mater Mea" Rewrite complete!! After spending her past years in total isolation, [Name] [Lastname] settles down in the heart of London, yet her peace is short-lived as she opens her eyes to meet the view of 19th-c...