Rusted doors open before slaming shut again, a person entering with a scowl on his lips.
"I have no artwork! Nothing to use my talent for!" The doctor growled, throwing his clipboard across the room. "Nothing to complete my beautiful collection, how cruel!"
Another person in the room rolled her eyes, walking over to pick up the clipboard. "Quit whining, you're giving me a headache." The brunette put a hand to her throbbing head. Laughter could be heard in the emptiness of the warehouse, so must rust and dry blood could be seen it would make a sane human vomit.
"Me? Whine?" He tsked, shaking his head. "I just can't seem to find anymore girls to play with."
"Please rephrase that."
"To experiment on!"
The woman nodded at the better sentence, but was still disgusted. Shrugging it off, she could handle it though. Money is money. The woman in the lab coat turned away to go home until she heard the man speak again, making her cringe.
"Oh, Ave!!"
She glared at her pet name, intended on ignoring him, though, wasn't an option.
"What."
"Please head out to Magnolia, I need supplies. Also, don't be afraid to look around. Maybe you can spot a new work project."
"Fine, I'll see you later."
With that, she left. Deciding on heading to her house for a quick change out of her work clothes.
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So sorry for not updating faster, I've been busy. Also, it'll get better, I promise.
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The Porcelain Doll Experiment
HorrorJust outside of Magnolia lives a rusted warehouse. One by one, mages disappear and are to never be seen again. When one of Fairy Tail's mages disappear, it raises red flags. ∅ I don't own Fairy Tail ∅ × WARNING: This story will be graphic, you have...
