愛しています [Old Work 2016]

Chapter 15-軍事的

Izeio woke up, he had mask wrapped around his mouth, inflating his body with organic air. Soon as became conscious he placed his hand on the metallic mask, ripping it off his face and tossing it off the medical bed and to the floor. "Oh hello!" A man in a lab coat and green electrifying hair with black glasses and a smile that looks like it is used for betrayal.

"Oh hello!" The man continued to say through a glass wall between Izeio and the man.

Izeio ran with all of his strength and thrusted his fist and body into the glass, potentially breaking it.Instead his body was deflected off, being thrown into the floor, bruising his shoulder blades. "Ugh.."

"Oh man! Please don't hurt your self, after all of this time in rehab!" He smiled.

"Rehab?"

"Of course, come with me I will show you!"

"Ok..." Izeio stared dumb faced to the man through the glass WALL.

"Oh sorry! Laugh out loud!" The man placed his id card into a silky scanner and a opening released Izeio. "Those military soldiers were suppose to do habeas corpus, but they were a little manually physical." He laughed.

As Izeio got out, the man greeted him once again and toured him through the lab, where he saw his friends in glass cages as he was. "Do you have to put us in those?"

"I am most dearly sorry, but it is necessitated since your tainted air can only be filtered through that room. And your masks inject healthy air.

"Oh ok..."

"Your the first one to wake up, so you get the grand tour!"

"Woo..." Izeio said with almost no sarcasm whatsoever.

"Now, allow me to explain, were a lab that tests different types of atom splitting. Atoms are our reality, so when we split them, we split reality."

"Uh, isn't that nuclear bombs?"

"That's a type of atom splitting... but we test the atoms of every elements, when were splitting. For example Oxygen, and maybe Nickel. But what we did was we got Flourine and Plutonium. We put them together and split them, but I know what your idealizing, 'Sir, if you split them, then won't they go back to Flourine and Plutonium' HA! Nice question, well we put them together like F. is on east side while P. is on west side. Then we fuse them east to west and we split them from their north side and south side."

"Hmmmmmm"

"Like your fusing the east and west hemispheres and splitting the north and south."

"Ahhhhh!"

"Yeah, Well when we did that, it exponentially split reality, causing yokai to interfere. Your camp was the site of early experimentation on the theory of east and west fusing and south and north splitting. So that's how you found your so called 'Noble Weapons'. But since your in the site of early production, your the most reactive to yokai behavior, so we want to concern your Plourtiun. See what I did there?"

"Of course." While passing the glass panes of confinement, he noticed Amy in one breathing through the mask in a hospital patient uniform. He put his hands against the glass, and frowned.

"Ahhh, young love, so perfect, and yet just chemicals of the mind. Anyways, for your mission, we would like you to keep up to date understanding of your yokai interaction and atom understanding when you go back to camp. You will be partnered with one of our CSH. Or Civil Santa's Helpers."

Izeio was then forcefully pushed into a room where he saw Brayden drinking wine from an aristocratic glass at the end of a long table. "Brayden!?"

Brayden sighed, "I didn't want to do this, but since I am the only young officer to go to the camp, they forced me. Probably you too, once you here the stakes."

"Stakes!?"

The scientist man returned, "Ah yes! The stakes are, if you don't compromise, we will drop Atomic bombs across the nations of the world, causing great destruction, and aggravating yokai behavior into mass killing the few survivors."

Izeio's body froze, it felt like sweat poured down all of his body, but there was none. Only a horrified and mortal teenager's dead face, not prepared to die." Izeio moved his hand towards the scientist, but it was shaking to rapidly to directly point at his face.

The scientist smiled, "My information is a need, never a want."

Izeio's pupils decreased in mass and his hair stood on all of his body. "Your.. your a...."

"Monster?"

"Human."

The invisible sweat evaporated from Izeio's darkened body, his hair rested back, and his pupils returned to normality. A grin evolved from his stunned look from before. And that transformed into a laugh.

Brayden stood out of his seat, "Izeio?!"

The scientist turned serious and looked at Izeio, "What?"

"I accept your challenge, it's only human to put your rivals on edge." Izeio held out his hand with a yandere smile and eyes darkened.

It was the like the two switched places, the scientist was sweating now, and his eye brows raised from fright. "Fine.... uh.. um.. *cough*... err... here's an envelope of the dates you need to turn in your reports, here."

"Thanks," and Izeio left the room like a normal day. Once he made it into the hall way, he looked down. Hair drooped over his eyes as he leaned against the lab wall. His body slid downwards to the ground, till eventually his head was stuffed into his legs. Tears bursted from his eyes that were once filled with determination. "How.... why.... it's summer.... what the hell happened...."

After that, he got up, and left the building with horror throughout his body. Once Izeio made it outside, he checked a clock building towering above him. The clock had the date on it as well, "Holy shit. It's August, 3rd... I only have 15 more days of camp..." After that, he hopped on a bus and borrowed someone's phone for directions to camp Yukoni. Once he found an eligible bus, he rode to the grown over parking lot and walked over the dim snow back to his cabin. No one was there but him and a few teachers. The camp counselors and employees were had no idea of the situation.

"Probably hypnotized by that mad science..." He thought to himself.

After reading all the manga in the cabin, he casually fell a sleep to the sound of his own crying. After he woke up the next day, everyone was already conscious eating some breakfast leftovers from the fridge. "THIS TASTES LIKE SHIT!" Blaze exclaimed after eating some moldy french toast.

Brayden sighed, "Of course."

Izeio still couldn't bring himself to talk about the atomic overload, so he just sat down and intervened in the conversation about the moldy breakfast.