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The mission. The reality.

Alexander pulled himself together and dragged himself back downstairs. He didn't look at Hiro nor said a word to him. Begrudgingly, he sat at the table. Hiro glanced at him with a stern, sharp gaze. "Listen. We aren't some psychopaths who go around murdering everyone we believe is doing something wrong. We dispose of suspects in a humane way."
"Humane?" Alexander looked at him, "What part of brutally murdering an innocent person then dumping their body in a river is humane?"
Hiro looked at him dead in the eyes.
"If they're a convicted murderer, pedophile, rapist, thief or whatever other crime, do you think they're innocent? Exactly, no." He roughly slammed his hands on the table in front of Alexander.

Alexander didn't flinch but simply stood up and looked away, turning to the door. "I'll be in my room if you want me."
Suddenly without hesitation, Hiro grabbed his wrist, pulling him back.
"Where do you think you're going? You can't just pussy out and sulk in your room all your life." He glared into Alexander's dull eyes with his piercing ones and shoved him on to the kitchen counter, causing him to hit his head. "You're not a pussy are you?"

Alexander flinched but was emotionless. Slowly, Hiro approached him, eyes full of rage. Suddenly, he pinned Alexander's head to a cupboard roughly. "Well? Are you?" No reply. Tears dropped on to the counter. "You are." Without remorse, he shoved Alexander against the table and backhanded him in the jaw, making him stumble back and fall over the table, knocking everything off.

Hiro spat on him and walked outside. Distraught, Alexander slowly sat up, his left part of his jaw and cheek bruised, blood streaming from his nose and all he could taste was the revolting sting of iron. Cautiously, he stood up, brushing himself off, tears stained his cheeks.

It didn't take long for him to shrug it off but something didn't feel right. He didn't feel anything. He didn't think anything of it and just trudged outside to join Hiro who was stood outside leant against the balcony.
"We've got a significant mission. Fuck this one up and it's our jobs and lives on the line." He walked back inside, shoving Alexander out of the way.

The clock struck midnight, the streets were dimly lit with flickering beams from street lamps. Everything was silent.

Hiro waited outside of a large building, scanning the area. "Hurry up!" Alexander and Melissa scampered over to join him, ducking behind the wall.
"What is this place?" Alexander whispered, holding his knife close.
"The home of a 'mad scientist' who turned out to be a violent serial killer who dissolves victims' bodies in acid." Hiro didn't bat an eye.
"What the fuck..." Alexander flinched and looked concerned. "Look can we just get this over with?"
Hiro scoffed and looked at him "scared already? D'aww~" he laughed in his face.

Alexander shoved him aside and climbed up a drainpipe, crawling through a window. Hiro rolled his eyes and followed, leaving Melissa to keep a lookout.

Inside was a corridor, almost like a hospital. White walls, white tiled floor. It seemed like it went on forever with no end, reality distorting within the house. Alexander froze and looked around, eyes flicking around.
The whirring sound of a convection heater could and gentle distant dripping could be heard.

Hiro put his knife into a holster and walked down a corridor, Alexander quietly following behind. They continued down two flights of stairs but came to a halt when an aura of light shone under the basement door. "Who would have... floodlights in their basement?" Hiro muttered quietly. Alexander shrugged,
"Beats me. Must be in there."
Hiro nodded, proceeding to pull the door handle.
"It's stuck. Is it locked on that side?" He knelt down to look at the lock. He proceeded to pick the lock with a hairpin from a desk.

Alexander held up keys behind him. "Found these under a mat. Or you could do that..." he rolled his eyes. Standing up, Hiro carefully pushed the door open, steam brushing past their feet, dissipating behind them. The light was blinding but they soon adjusted and stepped inside. The smell of chlorine and gasoline wafted through the air.

Inside was a large room, side rooms branching off of it almost like an office complex. Blueprints of odd bionic limbs and objects were scattered along the walls and desks. The air was misty, making Alexander cough as it gets denser the more they explore.

They come across a vault door, tightly shut, barely any light showing through. "Damn this basement is huge." Hiro got a firm grip on the door, turning it. "Stay back, kid. You don't know what's in there." Slowly, he pulled the door open.

Behind was a laboratory. Cabinets of chemicals, jars of dead rats, human brains and lungs preserved on shelves. The walls were tiled, unusual for a basement, the floor steel. The air was less dense, becoming more humid as they approached a table. On it, was a dissected rat on a wooden board, a tray of neatly laid out organs of the rodent. Alexander gagged and looked away, putting his sleeve over his mouth.

There was a note on a clipboard next to it. Hiro picked it up and read it. "Specimen active... relaxants sedated specimen successfully. Wait..." he looked at Alexander, who had the look of terror on his face, then back at the clipboard. "pH level two. Vat sealed, successful." As he lifted the paper to see what's underneath, a door opened suddenly.

The sound of fizzing and bubbling could be heard and the door slammed shut. They both froze. Footsteps slowly got louder and louder. Hiro slowly slipped towards a switch, switching it down. Alexander looked at the switch then at Hiro "That wasn't the lights."
Hiro looked at the switch. 'Gas distribution'. His eyes widened and he backed away. Alexander frantically tried to flip the switch off with no success. The footsteps grew closer, Hiro and Alexander in the open. Exposed.

The room fell silent. Footsteps grew louder. Louder. Closer and closer. Alexander's heart pounded against his chest, almost bursting out as he tried not to panic. Hiro bared no emotion, staying quiet, not panicking. He simply pulled Alexander back.

The door flew open. A man in a lab coat stood in the doorway. He flicked the light on and peered at the two. "I knew someone was here. Not very sneaky are you." He exclaimed in a strong Russian accent, smirking.
"And you're not very civil." Hiro's eyes sharpened, stepping forward.
The doctor glared at him, anger flaring in his eyes. "They call me the Doctor. I cater to everyone's... well desires in life and in death." He continued to approach Hiro, "Less of me, more of you. What is your need of being here, my friend?"
Hiro wasn't intimidated. "To finish what you started."

Without hesitation, he pulled a knife, pressing it against the doctor's neck, Alexander holding a firm grip on his waist. The doctor shoved Hiro and Alexander off, sending Alexander hurtling towards a bench. He smirked and pulled out a syringe. "If I inject this into you, your blood will curdle, making you human gelatine." He swung at Hiro but he dodged, jolting into a table, knocking off chemicals causing them to smash on the ground, spilling everywhere. Alexander stood in shock, unsure of how to approach them.

Hesitantly, he took out a pocket knife, slowly going behind the doctor. In the blink of an eye, the doctor swung around, swinging Hiro's knife across Alexander's face. Alexander recoiled in shock, falling to the ground, hands covered in broken glass. Hiro tackled the doctor, switching on a Bunsen burner. The air was hazy, a spark lit up from the flame.

Everything stopped. Alexander looked up, eyes widening. He tried to scream but nothing came out. Hiro looked behind him at the flame.

The room lit up, combusting right before their eyes. Alexander jolted up, sprinting out, Hiro following suit. It was a little too late as the building exploded. Shrapnel flying through the air, debris disintegrating and dissolving within the heat. The air filled with black and green toxic smoke.