The Children of the Project

Chapter 1

Julian woke up, looking around slowly. The room was small and cold, and the smell of blood and metal overpowered him. He sat up, feeling dizzy and extremely tired. Something cold touched his hand. It felt like something slimy and wet. He looked down, widening his eyes at the sight of some kind of sticky, slimy black substance. Suddenly, a noise came from a door on the other side of the room. He jumped at the sudden loud bang, and turned to face towards the noise. He saw a figure illuminate from the dim light. A man then walked into the room. The man looked tired, with black bags under his eyes. Julian noticed that he was tall. Extremely tall. He wore brown pants and a white shirt, that was rolled up to his elbows. His eyes were a strange colour of light, pale blue, which contrast his short, unkempt, jet black hair. He suddenly looked at Julian, his piercing blue eyes looking right into his.

You're finally awake. How do you feel?

The strange man sat down beside him. His long, bony fingers held a pen, and he was still looking right at Julian. Carefully studying his every move. Julian was extremely uneasy. He started looking around frantically, as if trying to find a way out of the dimly lit room.

Where am I? He asked. His voice was scratchy. He cleared his throat, looking at the man who was still staring at him dead in the eyes. The man asked his question a second time.

How do you feel? He asked again. His cold, icy tone made Julian shiver. They both sat in silence for a while, but then Julian broke the silence and answered the question.

I feel dizzy, and weak Then he remembered the black liquid. And this- what is it? The man started writing, not looking up from his clipboard. After he was done, he looked up and cocked his head to one side, and spoke.

It's coming from you. Well, more like its coming out of you The man said quietly. Julian could see a dark grin slip across his face for a few seconds, then suddenly disappearing.

What do you mean its coming out of me? That makes no sense. What even- He was cut off by a loud knock at the door.

Sir? Said a muffled voice. You really need to talk with dad, he's lonely The man rolled his eyes, and raised his voice.

Naamah, that's doctor to you. You know exactly what happens if you disrespect him like that There was a long silence, Julian thought the person might have left. But the door opened, and a woman stepped in. She was short, much shorter than the man. Maybe half his height. Her candy blue hair was short, and her round gray eyes looked at Julian. She was wearing a nurses gown. Even though she looked like a child, Julian knew she was about his age. She ignored Julian and ran over to the man, swinging her arms around his chest and hugging him. Julian was surprised, he thought the man would yell and push her away. But he didn't. He wasn't even annoyed. He just kept looking at Julian. When Naamah realized the man wasn't paying her any attention. She slumped down on a chair next to him and pouted.

Bal-Bal, why are you so mean to me? she sighed.

How many time have a told you not to call me that? I think Proserpine wanted to talk with you. Why don't you go pay her a visit? Namah rolled her eyes and ran to the door.

Fine, but I'll be back! Bye Bal-Bal She opened the door and slipped out, and it slammed shut.