D-Class (DreamNotFound) {On Hiatus}

Chapter 1

TW: Mentions of bruises and physical assault

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George woke up, loud noises outside the room, or so he thought. The loud noises were faint, yet you can hear that it was an explosion. George mumbled curse words due to the noises waking him up, while he sits up and rubs his eyes to remove the sleepiness. George decided to stand up but he got dizzy, due to standing up fast, so he sat back down on the bed and wait for a few minutes to make the dizziness subside. Once the dizziness stopped, he stood up and decided to walk to the door to see if the scientist was around, but as soon as he was about to bump into the door, it opened and he bumped into someone instead.

George fell to the floor, as another wave of dizziness hit him, and held his forehead as it hurt from bumping on someone. He looked up and saw someone familiar, well actually, someone he always sees inside the foundation. George stands up and walks to his bed to actually rest from the pain in his head, and to know what the scientist wants. When George finally has sat down on the bed, he asked politely "What is it you want, doc?" "SCP-096 is getting terminated for safety reasons, it's in process now," the scientist said look away, his voice monotone and uncaring about what the D-Class would think about.

George's eyes were blurry, the tears threatening to spill on his soft cheeks, but he held it so that the scientist wouldn't notice. He wiped his tears in a swift motion that the scientist didn't see it due to his uncaring nature. "Okay..." George said, trying not to cry and care as much as possible. The scientist was in shock of the reaction of the D-Class, he wasn't exactly expecting the D-Class to not care about it at all, he knew something was off, but he didn't care so he shrugged it off and walked out of the room.

George was waiting for the room to close and he decided to barricade the door with something, he didn't care what it was, as long as it was big enough to barricade the door to prevent the scientist from coming in the room. As soon as George was finished with barricading the door, he immediately went to the bed and silently sobbed on the pillow, his tears splashing on the pillow, causing the pillow to be wet, but he didn't care. George sobbed the whole time, until the door opened, so he wiped his tears to make sure that once the cabinet was moved, no one will know he cried, and he flipped the pillow so that no one can see it being wet.

The cabinet was being kicked by someone, George can't see who it was since the cabinet got in the way of the door, but that was on purpose so that the other person outside the door couldn't see him crying inside the room George was in. George then heard faint footsteps outside the door, but he wasn't sure if they were actually footsteps. Then he heard banging, George walked away from the bed and decided to move the cabinet. Once the cabinet was out of the way, MTF soldiers began inspecting the room, like they were looking for signs of damage in the room.

"Why did you block off the door?" one of the MTF soldiers questioned the D-Class, who was looking down the ground and staying silent. "Do not make me repeat myself the third time," the MTF soldier said, anger rising in his voice, "Why did you block off the door?" the MTF soldier said, clearly pissed at George not answering the question of the soldier. The MTF soldier then pushed George with the gun he was holding in his arms. George began to tense up and it just made him feel hostage in a robbery, and the gun is being pointed at his head. "If you don't answer, we'll terminate you like we did with that SCP," the MTF threatened George. 'Wait, SCP? Does he mean...?' George asked in his mind, making his shoulders shake, almost losing his composure, his entire will to stand up, and his talent to hide his emotions. George was about to fall down due to his knees being weak when the MTF soldier kicked him in the stomach, causing him to get launched towards the end of the wall causing his back to hurt. George was about to cry again, but he got kicked in the stomach again, the boot of the MTF soldier making it more painful than it is.

George's tears spilled, staining the orange uniform he is wearing, while the soldier kept on kicking George while he insults him, calling him "worthless, crybaby" and all the insults George could possibly imagine. After a few minutes of continuous kicking by the soldier, George was unconscious and the scientist was worried if the D-Class died, so he took him to the nearby D-Class nurse to treat his wounds. Once they were inside Clay looked for a nurse around to help with George, but as much as his luck would last, he didn't find any nurses at all, he forgot that there were no nurses during this time of hour, so he has to tend with George's wounds himself, which he had lots of experience before, but the process gets quite annoying to go through. He proceeded to take off George's uniform and grabbed a nearby ice pack and wrapped it in a towel.

He then applied the ice pack on George's bruises, which was dark purple and all over his chest and stomach. The bruises were disgusting to look at, to say the least, but Clay was tearing up all of a sudden, just looking at the bruises made him tear up somehow, 'Why am I tearing up? Am I being sympathetic all of a sudden?' Clay asked one of his tears escaping his eye and rolling down his face, which he wiped away in response. He shook it off and tend to the D-Class' bruises. After he was done with tending the bruise he patched it up with bandage that was in the cupboard near him. After he was done, he left the nurses office to get a D-Class uniform for the unconscious D-Class. But while the scientist was out of the clinic, the D-Class has woken up and was sitting in the bed he was in, and he was looking around to see where he was, George then noticed he was in a clinic, judging from the medical supplies.

George looked at his chest to see he was topless and was bandaged. George then blushed on the thought of someone caring for him. He tries to stand up, but as soon as he bends down to stand up, his chest hurts and he was forced to sit back down in the bed. He sighs and waits for at least someone who can help him. George was about to lie back down when the door opens and he snaps his head towards the door to see the scientist that he was assigned to. He then looks away, his cheeks rosy pink. The door closed and the scientist handed the D-Class the uniform he was carrying. George quickly put the uniform on as to not be more embarrassed than he already is. 

"Are you okay?" the scientist said, with pure genuine worry, but he didn't know why he was worried for the D-Class. "Yeah, I'm fine," George said, still embarrassed, "Are you sure?" the scientist said, still worried about the D-Class' health. "Yeah... I am..." George said, reassuring the scientist. "Do you need help with going to your room?" the scientist said, "Yeah, I might need it," George spoke trying not to stutter as much as possible. The scientist helped George with going to his room, which was difficult since George would have to rest every minute so that his ribs won't break.

Once they were in the room George thanked the scientist and he went straight to the bed to sit down. But as soon as he sat down, the door opened again, showing the scientist.

"We're going for testing," the scientist said. George was in shock, with his condition, he won't be able to test properly, but he didn't want to object the scientist so he stood up, which was difficult for George, and said "Okay, let's go for testing".

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Oh my gosh, I think my brain just up and said adios, then came back to explode on my face for this chapter.

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