Wayward Injections [EDITING]

Chapter 4: New Encounter

Adalia P.O.V
Riding the elevator in suffocating silence, I watch the numbers brighten as we go up and up until I reached to the sixtieth floor. Stepping out, I see the red haired-scientist dismiss the guards. After a hesitant moment, they leave us alone.

Enduring another  silence, I examine the window-less room we're in. A large flat screen tv hanging on the forest green walls. A small office area at the corner of the room,  antique record player playing soft classical music placed between two tall burgundy wood bookcases, and cameras—small cameras placed in every 'hidden' spots.

"My, what a beautiful specimen you have, Doctor Shima,"

Coming up beside the man is an obsessive pink lover.  Her platinum blonde hair tied up in a bun and her hazel eyes rake my body from head to toe. On her hands she carries two small glasses of whiskey. She hands one to the doctor and keeps the other to herself.

"You, my dear," She sighs wistfully. "Are a piece of art but—!" She gestures to another mutant, a Hybrid, who stands right next to her.

"You can't compete the creation of God!" 

Cringing at her sickening laugh, I gaze over to the Hybrid dressed in a fitted white shirt and jeans. His jet black hair covers one of eyes, his black wings shield his muscular toned body, and his silver eyes express fear and confusion.
He stands still when his Superior caress his wings a bit too...intimately. 

A growl escape from my throat.

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The Boy P.O.V.
Her sudden action startle my Superior.

When she lifts her hand off of my wing, the mutant girl's amber and blue eyes flash in warning—even show a bit of her fangs.

"Back off,"

"My," Britney said in aghast. She turns to look at the middle aged man. "You were right, Doc. She is untamable,"

"You get used to it," the man shrugs and drown his whiskey beverage. "So, what do you think, Scar?"

"What?" He gives me a cheeky grin and nods at the mutant's direction.

"Is she—?"

"Why do you speak of me," The brunette girl interrupts him. "As if I'm not here?"

"I asked for his opinion," The Doctor replies smoothly. "I wondered if you and him are compatible for a mission,"

"Oh yes," Britney vigorously nods. "Do pray tell what it is,"

"Assassination,"

The woman jumps up in joy and spins around excitedly. She begs the man for more details—even asked how we're going to skin the victim alive. I glance over at the girl.  She didn't blanch to the old woman's detailed killings and wild gestures.

"Who?" She asks after the doctor calm the woman down.

"Tim Carter,"

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