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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: Something was wrong…
Rating: R
Notes: Contains imagery of human experimentation.
Set after chapter 200.
OMG did I die when I saw the lyrics for this song! One line was just so perfect!
This went entirely differently from what I expected it to… XDD
Haha, nearly forgot to post…
Genre: Horror-ish?
Word count: 782
Status: Complete
This wasn't – where was…? M-21 peered down the dim corridor, the florescent lights buzzing and cutting out every few seconds. There was no-one else there. He looked behind him, but it was pitch black and M-21 itched to get away, to not go back there, to never go back there. But…why?
Something was wrong. He was missing something, but he didn't know what it was and he knew it was vitally important.
Taking a shuddering breath, M-21 started to follow the corridor.
* * *
M-21 had no idea how long he had been wandering for, but he found himself in a cafeteria, and as soon as he saw it, he realised he recognised everything, from the off-white walls, to the position of the chair with the wonky leg. This was…the research institute that he and M-24 had woken up in.
And that was what was missing. Where was M-24? They'd never left each other's side, not for a moment, especially once they started carrying out the Union's missions. But why was he here? Why was there no-one else in the building?
Why didn't he know where the exit was?
Dread clawing at his stomach and throat, M-21 span around and ran.
* * *
Over and over again. Round and around. So many doors, all leading to nowhere, to another long corridor with even more doors, to stark white walls. No way out. He didn't know the way out. He was stuck, lost in this endless maze.
Had he been drugged? Was this another hallucination from Doctor Crombell?
No. It couldn’t be. But how? How did he know it couldn't be from him?
Because.
Gritting his teeth and shaking his head, M-21 tried to pull his disjointed thoughts together, to focus on something else.
He still hadn't seen any trace of M-24; M-21 didn't know if he should be glad of that.
But, that was a good objective to have, so M-21 started moving again, in search of M-24.
* * *
The room M-21 stood in was a wreck, like someone had torn it apart just to make a point, not to search for anything. Papers littered every available surface, some of them looking like they'd been placed to sit perfectly balanced on a pile of other items, while others had been ravaged, scrunched up into balls or ripped to pieces.
Should he be here? He was looking for M-24. There wasn't another door in the room apart from the one behind him and M-24 clearly wasn't in the room. So –
One of the ruined sheets fluttered on an invisible wind, tripping over his foot. Uneasy, M-21 picked it up; the paper turned over before he had straightened up fully, and M-21 was greeted with a picture of M-89's face, a trail of dried blood trickling from his mouth, his eyes unseeing, staring off into the distance. When he had been dragged away by the guards, after having an 'unexpected reaction' to one of the injections.
What…? Then, did that mean…? M-21 stared at the room, horror building up in him. What else was on the papers, what else would he see?
He had to get away. He shouldn't – he didn't want to know –
M-21 couldn't help his gaze being drawn towards one particular mangled piece of paper, shredded but still held together by fibres as it sat next to a stack of untouched papers. He couldn't stop himself from walking across the room, rustling filling his ears with every single step he took. He couldn't not recognise M-24's face, crumpled as it was, [DECEASED] stamped right across it.
No. No. When had that happened?
Weeks ago, he realised, his memories flooding him, swarming him. M-21 fell to his knees, a strangled noise tearing its way out of his throat. Why hadn't he remembered? How could he have forgotten?
Where-
"M-21?"
Wha-?
"M-21!"
M-21 snapped his eyes open, instantly focusing on Takeo's and Tao's faces. His heart raced and he felt clammy, his duvet sticking to him.
It was a dream. It had been a dream… M-21 closed his eyes, relaxing, but his heart wouldn't slow down, and the guilt twisted his stomach.
"You okay?"
"I…" M-21 sighed, slowly sitting up, brushing sweat-soaked hair off his forehead. "It was a nightmare."
"Ah…"
He shook his head, taking a calming breath. It did help to settle his heart somewhat, but not by a lot. "I'll be all right," he told them. He wasn't exactly lying – he would all right eventually.
It was all he could do to live on, to continue living where his comrades could not. And hopefully, one day, he would be able to find their names.
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For the prompt, 'M-24 & M-21, "The Dark of the Matinee"' for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
no_true_pair
Hm. Does me playing around with the font colour drag your attention away from the text above it?
Haha, verging on the melodramatic. :P (Of course this is when I get better descriptions than usual)
lakjsd I guess I tag this with M-24, even though he doesn't appear? Except then The Wrong Approach should be tagged with Rai... As well as M-21, Takeo, and Tao. This is difficult~ D:
Summary: Something was wrong…
Rating: R
Notes: Contains imagery of human experimentation.
Set after chapter 200.
OMG did I die when I saw the lyrics for this song! One line was just so perfect!
This went entirely differently from what I expected it to… XDD
Haha, nearly forgot to post…
Genre: Horror-ish?
Word count: 782
Status: Complete
This wasn't – where was…? M-21 peered down the dim corridor, the florescent lights buzzing and cutting out every few seconds. There was no-one else there. He looked behind him, but it was pitch black and M-21 itched to get away, to not go back there, to never go back there. But…why?
Something was wrong. He was missing something, but he didn't know what it was and he knew it was vitally important.
Taking a shuddering breath, M-21 started to follow the corridor.
M-21 had no idea how long he had been wandering for, but he found himself in a cafeteria, and as soon as he saw it, he realised he recognised everything, from the off-white walls, to the position of the chair with the wonky leg. This was…the research institute that he and M-24 had woken up in.
And that was what was missing. Where was M-24? They'd never left each other's side, not for a moment, especially once they started carrying out the Union's missions. But why was he here? Why was there no-one else in the building?
Why didn't he know where the exit was?
Dread clawing at his stomach and throat, M-21 span around and ran.
Over and over again. Round and around. So many doors, all leading to nowhere, to another long corridor with even more doors, to stark white walls. No way out. He didn't know the way out. He was stuck, lost in this endless maze.
Had he been drugged? Was this another hallucination from Doctor Crombell?
No. It couldn’t be. But how? How did he know it couldn't be from him?
Because.
Gritting his teeth and shaking his head, M-21 tried to pull his disjointed thoughts together, to focus on something else.
He still hadn't seen any trace of M-24; M-21 didn't know if he should be glad of that.
But, that was a good objective to have, so M-21 started moving again, in search of M-24.
The room M-21 stood in was a wreck, like someone had torn it apart just to make a point, not to search for anything. Papers littered every available surface, some of them looking like they'd been placed to sit perfectly balanced on a pile of other items, while others had been ravaged, scrunched up into balls or ripped to pieces.
Should he be here? He was looking for M-24. There wasn't another door in the room apart from the one behind him and M-24 clearly wasn't in the room. So –
One of the ruined sheets fluttered on an invisible wind, tripping over his foot. Uneasy, M-21 picked it up; the paper turned over before he had straightened up fully, and M-21 was greeted with a picture of M-89's face, a trail of dried blood trickling from his mouth, his eyes unseeing, staring off into the distance. When he had been dragged away by the guards, after having an 'unexpected reaction' to one of the injections.
What…? Then, did that mean…? M-21 stared at the room, horror building up in him. What else was on the papers, what else would he see?
He had to get away. He shouldn't – he didn't want to know –
M-21 couldn't help his gaze being drawn towards one particular mangled piece of paper, shredded but still held together by fibres as it sat next to a stack of untouched papers. He couldn't stop himself from walking across the room, rustling filling his ears with every single step he took. He couldn't not recognise M-24's face, crumpled as it was, [DECEASED] stamped right across it.
No. No. When had that happened?
Weeks ago, he realised, his memories flooding him, swarming him. M-21 fell to his knees, a strangled noise tearing its way out of his throat. Why hadn't he remembered? How could he have forgotten?
Where-
"M-21?"
Wha-?
"M-21!"
M-21 snapped his eyes open, instantly focusing on Takeo's and Tao's faces. His heart raced and he felt clammy, his duvet sticking to him.
It was a dream. It had been a dream… M-21 closed his eyes, relaxing, but his heart wouldn't slow down, and the guilt twisted his stomach.
"You okay?"
"I…" M-21 sighed, slowly sitting up, brushing sweat-soaked hair off his forehead. "It was a nightmare."
"Ah…"
He shook his head, taking a calming breath. It did help to settle his heart somewhat, but not by a lot. "I'll be all right," he told them. He wasn't exactly lying – he would all right eventually.
It was all he could do to live on, to continue living where his comrades could not. And hopefully, one day, he would be able to find their names.
For the prompt, 'M-24 & M-21, "The Dark of the Matinee"' for
no_true_pairHm. Does me playing around with the font colour drag your attention away from the text above it?
Haha, verging on the melodramatic. :P (Of course this is when I get better descriptions than usual)
lakjsd I guess I tag this with M-24, even though he doesn't appear? Except then The Wrong Approach should be tagged with Rai... As well as M-21, Takeo, and Tao. This is difficult~ D: