All In a Days Work.

[Dr. May]

Carine read the first page of the package the head doctor had handed her as she changed into her scrubs.


M2034-21

Name: Robert Delorine.
Gender: Male.
Age: 8.
Cell: 5
Relatives: Parents, Mary and Keith Delorine, 4 year old sister, June Delorine, Father's parents, Melissa and George Delorine, Father's grandmother, Helen Delorine. Mother's Father, Frank Hudson, Mother's siblings, Kelly and Patrick Hudson (neither have children).
Location of Birth: Anglo district, European province, England subregion, London.
Abilities: Mild Telepathy and telekinesis.

Was recruited on April 3, 2008. Has refused to cooperate since.

Procedures:
-First set of General Vaccinations.
-Blood testing:
~Hemoglobin
~Hematocrit (PCV)
~Mean Corpuscular Volume(MCV)
~Neutrophil Granulocytes
~Lymphocytes
~Monocytes
~Eosinophil Granulocytes
~Iron
~Glucose
-Physical Diagnostics.
-Mental Evaluation.
-Behavioral implant.

She sighed, "An other poor child whose life has been taken away from him by the government in hopes of capturing power for themselves."


A blond nurse nearby smiled, "It's better they end up in here than out in a world that doesn't want them or understand them."

"Have you seen the number of blood tests they want done on him? Do you know how much blood we are going to have to take from him? " Carine threw the papers on a desk in the corner, "And they want a behavioral implant? The poor boy has been here less than a week and they have already labeled the kid as impossible to handle and in need of a device that will permanently remove freewill from his being. How can you say this is a better life for him? When has the government ever been permitted to overturn the laws that regulate our rights and freedoms? Never, that's when. So why is it acceptable for them to disregard the rights and freedoms of these people just because they are different? Just because something in their blood that permits our experiments?"

Carine stopped and let-out an exasperated sigh before tying back her long hair and exiting the office and walking down the white halls. The blond nurse followed behind her.

"You know, you have been no fun to hang around since you lost that kid." Said the nurse as she tried to catch Carine's eye's with hers, " I'm guessing you've been getting a lot of heat for that huh?"

Carine pushed passed two swinging doors and entered the operating room, "You have no idea."

'Well.." The blond nurse said thoughtfully, "At least they're not holding you back for it."

Carine stopped and thought this over, "I know! There even letting me preform operations now. Signs of promotion, right? Strange that...." She turned back and strode into the operating room.


The operating room was white, like all the other rooms in the building, and was full of tools and machinery that had been build so that it could also be as white as possible. In the middle of the room, a young boy lay on an operating table, quivering under the restraints that held him. She noticed that the boy was already hooked up to an IV drip. Carine placed her hand on the boy's arm. He flinched at her touch.

"Hello Robert." Carine smiled, "My name is Dr. May, I'm going to make sure you're healthy today. Ok?"

The boy nodded.

"Ok. Good. First, I have to give you a little shot." As she lifted a needle from her table of utensils, the boy tensioned, "It's ok. It wont hurt, it will just feel like a small pinch."

Carine found a vein on the inside of the boy's right elbow and pushed the needle under the skin, gently pressing down on the end of the syringe and ejecting its contents into the boys body. The boy shook with fear. once she had emptied the syringe, Carine quickly removed the needle and covered the small entry wound with a cotton swab, "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

The boy shook his head.

"Good." Carine laid the needle back on the table, "You're a brave boy Robert. Now, you're going to feel a little sleepy, that's ok, just close your eyes and fall asleep." Carine smiled and bent down so that her eyes were level with the boy's, " And you know what? When you wake up, there will be a huge meal waiting for you. Ok?"

"Ok." The boy whispered back.

Carine stood up and patted the boys arm. With in seconds, the boy was fast asleep. Carine tucked her long hair under a hair net the best she could, put a mask over her mouth and slipped on a pair of sterile gloves. The blond nurse had done the same.

Carine smiled as the blond nurse handed her a scalpel, " I wish all patients I operated on were as trusting."

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Carine slipped off her pair of bloody gloves and tossed them into a garbage-can as she exited the operating room. Robert's examination went well. By her calculations, the boy could live 70 more years if the government would let him. Unfortunately, there was little hope that the government would find him useful for that long.

She slumped down into her desk chair and leaned back, reaching over to grab an other bundle of papers from the nearby desk.

" Is this it for you today?" The blond nurse asked, stepping over to the sink and washing her arms clean.

"No..." Carine drawled, " Looks like I've got one more job tonight." She looked up at the clock above her desk. The hands told her in was seven past six.

"Another?" The blond frowned, stopping the tap and drying her hands on a towel, " Their running you ragged. Promotion on the horizon for sure!"

Carine nodded shyly, " If i don't end up messin' up again."

The blond chuckled and grabbed a bag hanging near the door, " Well, I'm off now. I'm going to get changed and then head to the bar down the street. if you're done at a reasonable time, I'll see you there?" The woman offered hopefully.

"Yeah," The Doctor bleated, not fully listening, " Sure, later."

The blond sighed, " Alright..." She said unconvinced, " See you there."

The woman grunted. She was to engrossed in her research to listen.

[izzy]

Bright yellow eyes looked into the room. A kid who stood only at five feet belong to the eyes. He watched her research, he didn't want to interrupt her when she was working. He didn't know her in particular, but he wanted a scientist...or at least someone of the motherly persuasion. His black hair hung limp around his cheek bones, and the neon yellow streaks in his hair lined his face. He had had nightmares again, and his room was too scary to go back to. He had drained all his power keeping his room light after the lab cut power to the experiment dorms. He coughed lightly.

"Excuse me?" He questioned, stepping into the door. Under the florescence his skin seemed to be a dark gold. He looked Asian and native in an odd eskimo-like mix. He was dressed in his lime green pajama's that was nearly as vibrant as his yellow in his hair and eyes. As he stood in the door way, he looked up to the lights and they started to flicker. He couldn't help it, he absorbed electricity from any open source without meaning to.

"Excuse me... Doctor?" He questioned again, louder this time. He didn't feel so timid now that the flow of energy was running through him. "I can't sleep...I had a bad dream..." He muttered quietly, his eyes darting as quick as lightening around the room.

As he stood under the now flickering lights, his hair slowly picked up volume, rising itself into crazy spikes. "I was wondering... could you check under my bed?" His brow furrowed and he sniffled. "Please?"

[Dr. May]

Dr. May was oblivious to the young boy's presence until the lights began to flicker. She looked up at the lights, ballpoint pen pressed between her lips. She watched them for a moment until she realized that they might not be flickering because they were old bulbs. She turned around in her seat to find the small boy standing at the door. She quickly removed the pen in her mouth and and tired to fix her mess of hair that had some how fallen out of it's ponytail.

"What, huh?" The doctor looked the boy over. A young one. She'd not seen him around before.

"I can't sleep...I had a bad dream..." The boy shuffled uncomfortably under her observation, most of them did, "I was wondering... could you check under my bed?"

The doctor let out a sharp burst of air. Check under his bed? What was she to him? She looked herself over. She was still a doctor, right? Not some sort of nurse maid for a wealthy family? By the looks of it, the kid was probably tougher than anything he'd find under those beds. Was her coming to check really necessary?

"Please?" the boy pleaded. Carine looked down at her desk full of papers then back over to the boy. She had no time for this. She had an other patient yet, and she did have plans tonight.....

Her eyes caught the boy's. They were so sad, so full of actual fear. The woman sighed and threw the thick package of papers on to her desk. She pushed herself away and made her way over to the boy, "Sure. I'll go see for you..." She touched the child's head gingerly, receiving a few shocks from the action. No matter how tough and cold she tried to make herself seem, she was a good person, and a sucker for children.

She shook her head and pointed a hand out in front of her, " Lead the way."

[izzy]

Izzy caught the impaitence in the woman's sigh. "It won't take long! I promise! I was out of light! I was out of electricity! I couldn't make anymore light... and in the shadows... in the shadows the monsters come out!" He said in a panicked voice. He was terrified of the dark. As far as he remembered, he hadn't been afraid of it before coming to the lab, but the lab was different. Real monsters did run around in the lab.... Like Kuro and Jareth...Izzy shuddered, he didn't like those two, they were real demons!

When she pointed out her hand Izzy grabbed it in a vice-like grip or at least as vice-like as a child's grip can be. He was careful not to shock her, but she'd still feel a slight tingle that was more like a vibration, but it wouldn't hurt or cause damage. He led her down the hallways, down a set of stairs to the dark third floor. They cut the power at exactly 9 each night and it didn't come back on till six. It was to simulate night...but it just scared Izzy.

He hesitated in the first shadow of the hallway. He let go of the womans hand and closed his eyes for a moment. He focused on sending his electricity through the lights. They flickered on, but not completely and they alternated between light and dark. He didn't have enough juice at the moment to power all of them. The scene was like a horror flim.

"This way..." He walked quickly, nearly running until they reached the dorms and he pushed the door open. "Can yougo first?" He asked, brows furrowed together, tears rising in his eyes. "I don't like the dark. Why does it have to be dark?" He asked. The lights in the room flickered and turned on. There was only one bulb, so it was easier to light the room.

[Dr. May]

The woman sighed and put a sympathetic smile on her face, " It's okay. I'm not upset." She looked down at the boy and shook her head, " I can come check things out, but I have to get back to work eventually."

She let the boy grab her hand, receiving small shivers from his touch, and followed him down the hall. She She searched through his information as they went:
- Green level experiment.
- Seems to be flowing with electricity.
- Can't be older than twelve.
She relaxed a little more. There wasn't a real threat it seemed... It all depended on who he shared a room with. If Sasha was one of his room mates, she might not want to go into his room. This could be a trap.

They walked up flights of stairs till they were in the third wing of the facility. The lights were off, but the boy was able to light a bulb at a time, making the place more Eire than it had been before. They made their way quickly down to his dorm. The plate outside the door read:
Ex. L3 (Kuro)
Ex. L4 (Shiro)
Ex. L9 (Jareth)
Ex. H22 (Izzy)
Dr. May was a little surprised that they would put Subjects like Kuro and Jareth in the same room as a child like this one. Izzy, his name seemed to be.

"Can you go first?" The boy pleaded, tears beginning to well in his eyes. "I don't like the dark. "

Carine sighed and gave the boy a sad smile." Sure." She walked into the dark room slowly, cautiously, and jumped slightly at the lights coming on; She hadn't been expecting it. She looked around her. All the beds were empty, and no one seemed to be in the room... Which wasn't exactly allowed but....

She turned around to see the boy and smiled softly, " There's nothing here..." She started, letting her brain begin to whirl as it caught hold of a wonderful idea, " But just in-case, IO thing it's best I check under the bed." She looked around the room, " I'll check all of them for you..." She knelt down beside the closest one to the door and turned to the boy, " You best get on the bed and cover your head with the blanket, just in-case there is a monster." She looked entirely serious, " It can't get you if you cover you're head and keep your feet away from the edge."

[izzy]

Izzy nodded as she suggested that she would check all the beds for him. His bright yellow eyes darted around the room. Exaggerated shadows grew as the light slowly flickered out of life and the energy drained from his system. He placed his hands on his hips and pouted. "You're silly. A stupid sheet can't save you." He whispered, suddenly darkly. "A monster can get you how ever they want....even with a sheet. They have sharp claws...they can cut through sheets!" He cried, eyes darting around the room. Shiro gave him bad dreams...He knew it was her...but there was nothing he could do to stop it... What if he was dreaming now? What if the Doctor was just Shiro in disguise, how would he ever know?

"Shiro makes real monsters..." He whispered. He pulled up his shirt, and trailed over his ribs, were four claw incisions. They looked infected and sore. "It happened when I was sleeping!" He said quietly, then lowered his shirt. The Asiatic boy crawled into his bed regardless of his whining a few moments ago and pulled the sheet over his head. "You HAVE to tell me if there are real monsters!" He insisted from under the sheet.

He squirmed under the white sheet. Nervousness was eating away at him and he was feeling sad again. HE got sad when he was 'out of battery' as he phrased it. Two big tears rolled, unseen, down his cheeks and he sniffled quietly, wiping his running nose with the back of his tanned hand. "Are there any monsters?" He asked quietly, peaking out from under the sheet. "Are there? Are there?"

[Dr. May]

"My God!" the woman breathed as the boy reviled the large claw m arks that raked down his abdomen. She crawled over to him and lay a gentle hand on the wound, " This is infected!" The woman glanced up at the boy hurriedly, " When did you get this? Shiro did this to you? that bitch!"

The boy pulled back and proceeded to hide under his blankets, "You HAVE to tell me if there are real monsters!"

The doctor swallowed hard and bent back down to look under the bed. She had planed to force the boy into a sense of security by pretending there was a monster under one of the beds. She played the scene out in her head;

"My goodness!" She'd have gasped, " There really is a monster under your bed!"

"Oh no!" The boy would cry, hiding and shivering under his covers, begging her to get rid of it for him.

" Stay here!" She would coax, " I left my monster fighting kit in my room!"

She'd race down the hall to where the janitor's closet was. She'd open the closet and find a spray bottle of some sort with coloured liquid....something not hazordous....like window cleaner. She'd remove the label, writing 'Monster Begone' on it instead, and run back to his room.

She'd promise the stuff would get rid of monsters, squirting it through the air and then under the bed. She'd show him there was no more monsters now, then leave the bottle with him. He'd be self sufficient and would be able to fight his own 'monsters'....but now....

But now she couldn't do that. The others in this room had most definitely scared him. He wasn't going to get over his fear anytime soon, nor should he since there was really danger for him to be afraid of. Dr. May realized she had been looking under the bed for sometime now. She sighed and pulled herself back up, checking under each bed one by one.

"Nothing there." She sighed. She looked the boy over sympathetically. She couldn't leave him in this room, it wasn't fair for him. And there was no way she could leave his wounds untreated. What kind of doctor would she be?

"Would you...." She cleared her throat and straightened up, readjusting her doctor/ superior attitude, " I need you to come with me. I need to address your wounds...." She deflated noticeably and smiled sadly, " And I don't want to leave you in case the monster come back." She raised her shoulders, " Will you come with me? Please?"

[izzy]

Izzy shook his head reverently, "I can't tell you." He whispered softly. Shiro at first glance was the good one, but in contrast, she could be as evil as her 'brother'. Both had threatened that if he told anyone, they'd hurt him good... He shivered and sighed. "Unless you promise not to tell! You can't tell anyone or they'll...they won't be nice..." He finished in a whisper. He didn't like his roommates, the theory according to some of the scientists was that he was strong enough to defend himself, but he couldn't use his powers like that... He was dangerous... although he liked his powers...he was dangerous... He could kill them if he wasn't careful! And that was wrong.

She told him that there were no monsters and he slowly pulled himself out of the bed and stood at the end of it. From under the sheets he pulled out a tattered old, black teddy bear. One of it's eyes had fallen out and had been replaced with a blue button, giving it a mismatched gaze and a giant purple patch adorned his stomach were a hole was hidden under. He pulled it to his chest and looked up at her.

"I'll come with you..." He said quietly and reached out and grabbed her hand in his. His hair was once again laying flat. His grip was now tingle-free. His battery was completely flat. No juice left, not even enough to fry a fly. "But don't punish the others, kay?" He asked, pulling the teddy bear closer to his chest, as if it could protect him from the scary life in the lab. He couldn't remember much from his outside days...but he didn't remember life being as scary out there. This lab was so cold and uncaring... and violent and mean. On the other hand, he had powers...

"It won't hurt will it?" He asked, looking up at the doctor. "Fixing my hurt... it won't hurt more will it?" He asked tugging nervously at her hand. "I dun wanna hurt no more!" He exclaimed, those big tears welling in his eyes again. He never remembered being afraid before the lab, or sad or lonely. "I hate this place!" He cried, stopping his feet. He started to cry, the big drops of diamonds falling to the tile floor. "I HATE IT HERE!"

He pulled away from the doctor, blades protruding from the top of his wrists, exceeding over his hands. He gave a slash at the wall, and the dry wall crumbled easily, showing off the concrete that lay under it. "I HATE IT! I HATE IT! IT'S STUPID!"