Infinity x The World

Shared Blood

He walked into the white covered room. Footsteps echoed from him as he happily allowed his legs to move forward, one step closer to the group of people, hypnotised to the papers before them, writing away the information they'd been recovering throughout the tiresome day. He approached them with a shade of red...

"Wow, it's not usually so busy," he said with a smile.

"Have you an appointment, Sir?" Asked a man, looking quite sharp indeed.

I dare say this mans part of the investigation. Helping to develop the information further no doubt... ok. Let's interest him then, shall we?

"I have information regarding the impure blood," he said.

They stopped their work immediately and looked up, shocked at the boy standing before them.

"What was that? How do you know about the blood? We haven't even called in the girl yet," a woman told him, dressed in a smart dress.

She's not a nurse... she'd be wearing an apron or something at least. But the girl beside her is... looks like they're still taking care of the patients, despite the investigation going down. That's probably why they look so stressed.

"You mean Miss Luka Zero Rose? She's dead," He lied.

"You've got to be joking. How? When?" Questioned another woman, younger by far.

Maybe she's a trainy? Looks to me like they've had to call in a lot of last minute people to help take care of the patients. This only makes me wonder just how many people are working on that few drops of blood...

"How do you know this girl?" Asked the man.

"I'm her brother," he told them.

They gasped.

"A brother?" They muttered.

"I'll go call the head of the operation," Mentioned the youthful girl.

"Everyone else in our family has passed on. A shame really. Looks like I'm the only one left," Kyo went on.

"The only one?" The woman repeated.

"I understand you'll probably want some answers-"

"No. This is far too out of the ordinary. I want a full background check on this boy and someone look over Luka's form sheet to see if she's mentioned a brother," the man interrupted.

Still being careful then... perhaps I may have been too bold.

"Feel free. I'll take a blood test if you want," the boy told them with a smile.

"Have you any proof of your blood?" Asked the woman.

"I think you've already seen what happens when my blood type is shared so no, I have no proof if you mean have I evidence on me stating my blood type. However, as I said, you can test and compare my blood as proof," the boy told them.

"Why do you want to prove that? Why are you here?" Asked the man.

"I want my sister's blood. It's all I have left of her... and I don't appreciate you using my her precious blood as some experiment!" The boy snapped.

There it is. Now you have your reason. Go ahead. Trick me into what you want...

"Sir! They said it's ok. We need all the information we can get..." the second woman muttered, returning with a phone to her hand.