"Memory Bound." (Complete.)

"Fall.."

"Where were you when I was meeting with Tuesday around four weeks ago?" He asked. "You were later by about 10 minutes, I remember.."

Louis smirked. Dolls were so easy to manipulate, it was hilarious.

"The true manipulator never has a reputation for manipulating.."

A voice of the past echoes in his head, and Louis feels guilty for suddenly doing this.

No, they deserve it.. He chanted. Hedeserves itHedeservesitHedeservesitHedeservesit...

He repeated it in his head, and he suddenly felt better. All it took was that to get rid of the unwanted emotions that threatened to well up in him.

Why couldn't he be a sociopath? Hell, Ivy was more capable of getting rid of her emotions more than him (Phoenix didn't count as she used drugs).

He was so deep in his thoughts, that he didn't hear what Moxy and Ox's argument came up to.

"He threw you out of institute on purpose, and you know it! He's a fake and monster!"

Fake and monster.

That was a slap to the face (not literally).

Louis could feel the emotions radiating off Ox.

Anger, fear, hatred. They were all similar but so very different. Unfortunately, Moxy has managed to piss him off to.

She had called him a fake. He wasn't a fake, he wasn't.

"P-please.." He begged. "I'm sorry, I'll be better!"

"Shut up, fake!" A doll sneered, looking at the beaten up body. "You don't deserve to be here!"

He wasn't a fake.

It wasn't good for her. No, it was bad.

Louis couldn't help but give into his anger.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"

He punched Moxy in the face, knocking her out instantly.

"I never liked her, anyway.."

Ox felt fear from this person, all it took was one punch from him for a doll to be in Moxy's position.

Is she okay?.. He checked her pulse. Thank God she's alive...

She was right about one thing.. Louis looked out the window. Lou did send you out of the institute, but it wasn't him at the same time...

"Then who?"

He smirked. "Me.."

He was using Lou's normal voice, it felt nice not to use that demonic one that he had been created with.

"How did you?.."

"Me and Lou are one in the same, you can say that we share a soul~.."

For some reason, Ox believed that.

"Then why do I remember Lou doing it?"

"Because I helped him.." He chuckled, though there was no humour. "Seriously, Lou wouldn't have done anything without my help. I question why he's apart of the body sometimes.."

"The body?"

His eyes widened. "Forget that. *ahem* so you wanted to know?"

He asked that with a purr. Ox felt himself nodding, as if he had no control over his actions.