True Monster (Karma Akabane X Reader)

Furui Kioku no Fuk, Dai 3-Ki

I couldn't tell how long I stayed in that inky black space. It felt as if I was submerged into ink, my body floating around aimlessly. The blackness reminded me of a prison where I couldn't escape no matter how much I dug with a sliver spoon.

The distant shouts where all the same. People rushing others, the wheeling sound of a gurney moving around empty hallways. Often, I could hear Mr. Reinfeild's voice talking to someone else. I didn't hear the blond women's voice ever since the first time I was submerged into darkness though.

I lifted out my arms and stretched, trying to feel something. Anything. But I was met by the empty blackness that corressed my fingertips. I sighed, shutting my eyes and let the blackness carry me away. Hopefully to a place without worry or anxiety. But I already knew that type of world doesn't exist.

"Dr. Reinfeild." A sudden voice echoed out. The clearcut annoyance was clear in the feminine voice. A sense of relief washed over me. The unnamed women returned. I wasn't sure why I felt so relieved but it must mean that something good was going to come out of it. "Why haven't you moved RX35 back into the containment room yet? Dr. Oxfeild has been waiting to conduct Experiment #34 in a few minutes."

A heavy sigh rang out along with the sounds of ruffling papers. The sound of shuffling paper reminded me if the moldy smell of the classroom, watching as Koro-sensei steadily graded test at Mach 20. "Dr. Eisenzapf," I took a moment to realize this was Dr. Reinfeild and the women talking. The women that stuck into my memory, the first person I killed. And I never bother to learn her name. "I have a lot of things to take care of. Experiment RX35 isn't going anywhere."

The way that Dr. Greasy Hair had said that sentence in low monotone voice, sent a wave of annoyance throughout my body. I wanted my little body to slowly rise up from whatever I was sitting on, Frankenstein-way, and declare; "I'm not just an experiment! I'm a human too you dumbass!" But, unfortunately, that never happened. I still floated around in the dark empty space with a clear irk mark appearing on my head.

"That does not matter!" Dr. Eisenzapf exclaimed with a sudden rush of anger. "If you continue to deny your duties to this project, I'll have a little word with the Boss. Is that clear?" The only face I could imagine of that beautiful lady was a seductive look that Bitch-sensei would use. Eyes lowered. Lips puffled out ligtly. Her long blond hair framing her face.

A heavy sigh followed soon after. "Okay, okay. I'll get her into the room."

The sudden shock relled through out my body. I was always called 'experiment' or 'RX35'. But this time I was called 'her'. The anger that was once pumping my body slowly disengaged and I was floating with a dumbfounded look on my face. My ears seemed to be beating, my heart picking up. This man, called me a 'her'. Maybe, just maybe, this man was just a little different from everyone else.