Koro
My eyes open to a hospital room, I was strapped to the table with nothing on me. I see a blue haired octoling sitting beside the bed, pervert. “Hmm, finally awake I see,” the blue octoling nods with a smile. Her silver eyes glows beneath the light. “Who the hell are you? And why are you staring at me?” I sassed with disgust. “Hmm, pretty talkative. My name is Tako, and I saved you,” Tako smirks with a wink. “Save me?” I raise a brow at her. Then I remembered the last thing that happened to me, me being stabbed twenty times to the chest. “Tako you say? Lemme guess you have a twin named Yaki?” I joke. “Haha, no. That’s my last name,” Tako sighs, like she was ashamed of her name. “Well I think it’s clever,” I flirt, she rolls her eyes. “Well, I’ll send our new boss then,” Tako turns to the door. Before she did turn, I noticed all her scars, and that one bandage on her right cheek. She slips out of the hospital room, I stare back at the ceiling light. But what does she mean “saved me”?
Not long after another girl came in, with red tentacles and dark emerald eyes. “Ahh? Our test subject is awake and successful,” The red girl smirked wider than that Tako girl did. “Guessing you’re the new boss?” I study her face more. Her eyes were almond shaped, with a bit of red eyeshadow, her lips were a shiny nude color. “Yeah that’s me,” the girl nods. “You look lovely now~ Mr. Watanabe~” The girl grabs a mirror and showed me my reflection. I couldn’t believe what I saw, I wasn’t myself. I looked like an octoling, my ears weren’t pointed, I didn’t have my squid line across my face anymore, and most of all, I had octoling tentacles. “What did you do to me?!” I screeched. “Save you~” she sounded just like Tako.
“Well, we can finally say are experiment is a success! And make you the new recruit!” The girl’s smile was cold, and lifeless. “W-What?” I stutter in fear, I didn’t know what was going on. “Bring them in,” She orders. Tako came back with these glowing red shades, “this nightmare will end soon deary,” The boss slips the shades on, I couldn’t move like every limb was numb. And I saw a new perspective.
“Welcome aboard, Agent 66-6.”
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Letters From Marie
FanfictionThis is the second book to Better times. Better times is written by agent_two_marieee in Marie's point of view of Callie's failed suicied attempt. Marie reads Callie's past journals written by (agent_one_callie) to help her cousin to survive. In thi...