The Gift

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2 years later

    Lucas trudged his way to the barn, his hideout, in an attempt to avoid having to deal with the mess of whatever new "Family member" his father had been taking care of. He was sick of it all and only wanted to be left alone to build his traps and inventions; they were the only things he loved that were still left in his life, which had been reduced to nothing but spying on Eveline and trying to keep her happy at the same time.

    Eveline. From what Lucas was told, she was a bio-weapon created by some company in an attempt to create the ultimate weapon for war. She had the unexplainable ability to infect her victims with the mold she often vomited out and once infected, which she called her gift, they would be under her complete control. It had been almost two years since that little ten-year-old looking bitch had appeared covered in oil from the busted tanker in the bayou. She had been made to look that age and was actually only around four years of age. After all the messing with his brain she had done, he could somewhat still recall the night that his father had carried her into their dining room after finding her during a raging hurricane. Since then she had used her creepy bio-weapon voodoo magic to take control of the Bakers and make them her own family, everyone except for Zoe. Eventually the girl decided she wanted her freak show of a family to grow so she had Lucas and his parents kidnap people to be turned into these monsters called 'The Molded'. It wasn't long after that that Lucas had been contacted by her makers and was asked to spy on Eveline's condition and actions; in return he was given the serum that would sever her mental control over him. Ever since, Lucas had to watch his family be driven to insanity although he'd be lying if he said he didn't want to take advantage of the situation.

    Whatever had been going on in the lobes of his brain since his childhood had begun to affect his sanity. More and more everyday he took joy in putting victims through unsolvable puzzles and traps that ended in their death. There was no one to stop him, no one to tell him what he was doing was wrong.

    No one to keep him sane. Not anymore.

    Lucas entered the old barn and made his way to what he called his office, mumbling as he went.

    "Another goddamned mess to clean up after that old man. The same thing day after day." He grumbled as he sat down in his computer chair and faced the monitors on the desk. He smiled at the picture that was taped to the top of the screen and in it Chrys and Toby smiled back at him. He put his hand to his ex-girlfriend's face and told her he loved her like he did every day. But what did it matter? He let her go two years ago and couldn't expect her to ever take him back even if he showed up at her house and begged her and told her how much he wanted her.

    He tried to keep track of how she was doing for a few months but eventually gave up. Not only was it painful for him to watch her put herself back together and move on but it killed him to see her be with someone else. When he found out she had met another boy and started a relationship with him, it broke Lucas' heart; he knew it was wrong to want her to stay lonely if she was going to be with anyone but him, but he couldn't help it. He loved her and he'd always love her. It seemed to be the sole constant admiration he had felt for anyone throughout his entire life.

    That afternoon Lucas decided to spend some time in the old mines south of the Baker property, which had become another hideout for him. After navigating through his own traps and feeling proud of himself for his expert placing of them, he entered the small lab where he often wrote his updates on Eveline for the company that created her. He sat at his old laptop, which he had eventually chose to leave there in fear of a family member finding it, and looked back through various documents he had written over the past two years. There were his complaints about his family, comments on how stupid he thought Eveline was (he laughed at those) and the last documents contained notes on the little bio-weapon's rapid aging, something Lucas didn't completely understand and was never explained to him, yet he guessed it to be another miscalculation by her creators. The contents of that laptop were the price he had to pay for keeping his mind clear; all in all, it wasn't that terrible of a price to pay.

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