Cracked Mirror [Part 3]
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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: Doctor Lee speaks with the M-21s.
Contains: Brief mention of torture. Union!Frankenstein being a Union scientist, and the mistreatment of experiments.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General
Word count: 545
Total word count: 2,123
Status: Work in progress
M-21 still wasn't sure what to make of his twin's reaction when the PA system hissed, making him snap his attention to it.
[I would hate to interrupt such an interesting conversation,] Doctor Lee's voice announced, [but-]
"Fuck you, bastard!" M-21's twin snarled and M-21 froze, the air trapped in his lungs as his throat closed up, ice flooding his body.
No nonono, what was he doing? Maybe if he- "Doct-!"
A scream pierced through the air and M-21 flinched, recognising M-38's voice. His fault. This was his fault. If he hadn't ran - M-21 struggled to breathe, M-38's scream echoing in his mind as blood roared in his ears.
[My my,] Doctor Lee said, his tone amused, and M-21 wanted to be sick, still hearing M-38's muffled whimpering, [it looks as if you haven't been trained yet, so I will allow for one warning.]
This time his twin thankfully didn't say anything, though both his hands were clenched into fists as he glared at the speakers.
[That's better. Now then, I want you both at the M-series quarters as soon as you can. The longer you make me wait and if either of you transform, well, I'll be feeding Dark Spear some of your comrades' limbs, understand?]
M-21 swallowed and nodded. "Yes, Doctor Lee."
There was a pause and M-21's mind raced, trying to figure out what he'd done wrong.
[I do expect an answer, M-21.]
But he had-!
The soft growl coming from his twin made the hair at the back of M-21's neck raise, and his twin still wasn't saying anything. Another second dragged out, a muscle twitching in his twin's jaw, and M-21 strained his ears, expecting another comrade's scream for the disobedience.
"Yes, sir." The words were forced out through gritted teeth and M-21 could see his fangs poking out from under his lips.
[Ah, so you were trained at one point. How lax of your scientist to not reinforce good behaviour.]
His twin's growl was ratcheting up with each word and M-21 caught his eye, shaking his head with as little movement as possible. Doctor Lee was being so tolerant of his twin's insolence right then, but Doctor Lee's patience only lasted so long.
The growl cut off with a hiss, his twin's expression blanking though the clenched muscle was still there.
[Never mind; I'll make sure to train you well once you're here. Though I prefer Doctor Lee over sir.]
M-21 only had to wait one second before his twin said, "Yes, Doctor Lee."
[Well done! You're a fast learner. Now then, I expect to see both of you soon.]
The speakers fell silent and M-21 sagged against a wall, his legs wanting to collapse under him. He turned to his twin, who was breathing harshly, blood dripping from his shaking fists.
"Please..." M-21 whispered, watching him with a knotted stomach. His twin could still try to leave and he didn't have the strength to drag him back. If both of them didn't return, everyone would be punished. Everyone could still be punished and it was his fault.
His twin gave him tight nod, unfurling his hands. "Let's go."
Relief washed over M-21 and he turned and bolted in the direction of his quarters, hearing his twin follow.
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I was going to write something else from canon!M-21's pov, but then I decided to not have Doctor Lee as the Crombell villain who sits back and observes everything.
Summary: Doctor Lee speaks with the M-21s.
Contains: Brief mention of torture. Union!Frankenstein being a Union scientist, and the mistreatment of experiments.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General
Word count: 545
Total word count: 2,123
Status: Work in progress
M-21 still wasn't sure what to make of his twin's reaction when the PA system hissed, making him snap his attention to it.
[I would hate to interrupt such an interesting conversation,] Doctor Lee's voice announced, [but-]
"Fuck you, bastard!" M-21's twin snarled and M-21 froze, the air trapped in his lungs as his throat closed up, ice flooding his body.
No nonono, what was he doing? Maybe if he- "Doct-!"
A scream pierced through the air and M-21 flinched, recognising M-38's voice. His fault. This was his fault. If he hadn't ran - M-21 struggled to breathe, M-38's scream echoing in his mind as blood roared in his ears.
[My my,] Doctor Lee said, his tone amused, and M-21 wanted to be sick, still hearing M-38's muffled whimpering, [it looks as if you haven't been trained yet, so I will allow for one warning.]
This time his twin thankfully didn't say anything, though both his hands were clenched into fists as he glared at the speakers.
[That's better. Now then, I want you both at the M-series quarters as soon as you can. The longer you make me wait and if either of you transform, well, I'll be feeding Dark Spear some of your comrades' limbs, understand?]
M-21 swallowed and nodded. "Yes, Doctor Lee."
There was a pause and M-21's mind raced, trying to figure out what he'd done wrong.
[I do expect an answer, M-21.]
But he had-!
The soft growl coming from his twin made the hair at the back of M-21's neck raise, and his twin still wasn't saying anything. Another second dragged out, a muscle twitching in his twin's jaw, and M-21 strained his ears, expecting another comrade's scream for the disobedience.
"Yes, sir." The words were forced out through gritted teeth and M-21 could see his fangs poking out from under his lips.
[Ah, so you were trained at one point. How lax of your scientist to not reinforce good behaviour.]
His twin's growl was ratcheting up with each word and M-21 caught his eye, shaking his head with as little movement as possible. Doctor Lee was being so tolerant of his twin's insolence right then, but Doctor Lee's patience only lasted so long.
The growl cut off with a hiss, his twin's expression blanking though the clenched muscle was still there.
[Never mind; I'll make sure to train you well once you're here. Though I prefer Doctor Lee over sir.]
M-21 only had to wait one second before his twin said, "Yes, Doctor Lee."
[Well done! You're a fast learner. Now then, I expect to see both of you soon.]
The speakers fell silent and M-21 sagged against a wall, his legs wanting to collapse under him. He turned to his twin, who was breathing harshly, blood dripping from his shaking fists.
"Please..." M-21 whispered, watching him with a knotted stomach. His twin could still try to leave and he didn't have the strength to drag him back. If both of them didn't return, everyone would be punished. Everyone could still be punished and it was his fault.
His twin gave him tight nod, unfurling his hands. "Let's go."
Relief washed over M-21 and he turned and bolted in the direction of his quarters, hearing his twin follow.
I was going to write something else from canon!M-21's pov, but then I decided to not have Doctor Lee as the Crombell villain who sits back and observes everything.