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Kris looked at his son with a worried expression, he hasn't been eating much, and the food he already got wasn't enough, the food his son got was just lukewarm water and a quarter of a broth cube, causing him to be severely malnourished and smaller than kids his age,he looked to be six rather than eight, in fact the only reason he's still alive is because of the immortality apple juice, without it he would have perished, but is letting him live like this any better?
Molohov has tried threatening jamie to eat as he would be shipped of to war and he needed his experiments to be in tip top shape, but how does molohov expect his son to gain enough weight to be healthy if he litterally only gives jamie mildly flavored water?
Kris then took a look at his son, observing the long messy blonde hair, beautiful sunset orange eye, with one hidden behind his hair, and sickly greyish skin that belonged to jamie
(quick authors note, yes i drew this, i don't wanna be copyrighted. Have a lovely day)"Hey, jamie?" Kris asked the boy, kris in return only got a sideways glance from the grey child. " I'll be right back ok? I need to go run some paper work down to molohovs office, love you" he said while grabbing his newly filled out paper work.
It took a few minuetes to get to molohovs office as the lab was really big, but once he arrived he knocked three times before waiting several moments. He wasn't here...lucky him.
He gently pushed the door open, vaguely noting the light was already on, before heading to his superiors desk. He gently placed the stack of paperwork on the desk before noting something odd, it was such a normal thing to have that you would have missed it should you not look hard enough. It was a picture of molohov with a young mutant, the mutant looked close to jamies age with dirty ginger hair, red and purple eyes, and a scar on his chin, molohov looked surprisingly happy in the photo, he had a hand on the mutants shoulder and a fatherly smile on his face.
He quickly left the room and headed back to jamie while thinking to himself, 'why can't jamie be happy like that kid?'
He then stopped in his tracks,' how much food would jamie need outside the lab till he could find help?' ' would he need sunblock?'He then began walking with new found determination
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