"Ah...."
"..."
"Hold still," The male in the hazmat-like suit ordered as Alice's arms had been cut, her limbs were in an unsalvageable state, as was most of her. The nurse that had failed to remove the larvae earlier, now had the duty of removing her flesh and bones to save what she could of her.
Her legs, as she could not move or control her body, were already taken, cut off right through the femoral shaft, she could no longer see or feel what was under there, a layer of skin covering the end of what once was, now merely a stump, a severed stump that would've most certainly caused Alice her demise.
The rest of the limbs she couldn't feel.
The once-open wounds were now closed with a tight sealant and covered with gauze.
"Alrighty... so... I'm going to have to start... with cutting through some tissue..." The nurse's hand was already at her stomach, and Alice could see that her body was not what she remembered it being as she had previously had her flesh and bone consumed. The male doctor was also preparing a few tools, a saw and a small scalpel, and he was ready. The tools weren't made of metal. Rather, some sort of cyber-technology which was extremely sharp. With an X on it, and an odd-looking logo.
Alice's head was tilted back, so all that she saw was a ceiling with bright fluorescent lights illuminating the place. The lights focused on her dead eyes, almost blinding her. The lights were used as a tactic in order to stop her from looking around.
A sharp pain coursed through her chest, it felt almost as if she had been ripped open and that everything inside had been violently torn apart and exposed to the elements, and she had no strength to look at what had become of her anymore.
She had been through hell, her insides were now just a mush, she could barely breathe and there was no telling what they'd done to the organs she had. She felt helpless, her life was gone, she wanted to scream out, but couldn't even produce the most minimal sound that a child should have. No words left, no words left.
"Oh... is she a failure... too...?" Alice barely heard the voice of her mother ask somebody.
Alice wanted to die, she wished for that. For someone to take her, to free her, or to kill her...
And at that moment she felt the cold air of her own flesh and bone, or what was remaining, touch the surface of her lungs as they were cut away, presumably with something akin to a knife, but not a blade... No. It was more as if her very lungs were being torn open. Alice could not breathe anymore. Her blood began to run through the rest of the table she laid, as if a fountain had opened on it.
"Don't let her die," the voice of an unknowable figure in an orange and black striped hazmat suit spoke. "Not yet. The maggots are not dead. Not fully." She couldn't see him but her eyes darted as quickly as a fly as she tried, to no avail. Alice's mother had an odd look on her face. Her eyes darted too, and she had the same look on her face.
Alice tried to turn, her head trying turning in different ways to find the person, to look at them. But her head was locked in place by a sort of lock. She didn't have any strength to turn her head, and she knew that.
She wanted them all to feel her pain, her despair. She wanted them to feel her rage and hatred, the hatred towards this family, her parents, the doctors, and the experiments.
She wanted them to feel all this unrelenting hunger in her open stomach, a hunger that was devouring her organs and flesh.
Alice had no idea when she'd get to stop the torture, or when her pain would end.
Alice had no clue how much she hated herself for living through it all, for going through this experiment. She was only ten years old, and she had been subjected to an endless torment and a hell that she couldn't imagine anyone else experiencing.
She had been born for no purpose.
Her mother spoke to the hazmat wearing figure. "Ah... so she isn't a failure, huh?" The voice was filled with an overwhelming sense of relief and joy.
The man had to think, he did, after-all. But he was certain that it was not the child's fate that was the most unfortunate, it was the fact that her parents had made it, she was a successful project. "No." The male stated. Alice's father spoke, "But... Why not make more?"
"Why would you?" The male asked, "If all goes right from here on, she will be our key to bring ruination to Ghendri, the machine god, the false king of the stars. That god is false. And... the universe is not for it to take. Not for them, not for anyone but this child."
"Ahh... but this child..."
"She's a weapon," The hazmat suited person spoke with an emotionless, empty tone, as if speaking with an artificial mind, "She-"
A microphone squeaked, interrupting their conversation. The nurse had not left and was staring. And she was listening. It was an interesting conversation. "Ahem, I hate to interrupt your little chatter," Said the observing doctor, "But you have a job at hand now, do you not?"
They both shut up.
Alice's body twitched.
"Agh..."
"...?"
"She is not feeling any more discomfort, you won't have to be in such a state, my sweet little child. Soon, it'll make sense to you once you grow up. It won't be long, I promise." Her mother caressed Alice's hollow cheeks with a smile plastered on her face in a loving and reassuring gesture. Her face, her appearance, all were an utter farce, an ugly truth hidden under a lie to keep her daughter oblivious.
...
A white rabbit hopped about, its fur, a brilliant, shining, snowy colour, with beautiful eyes that shone in a deep shade of red. It hopped, as did a white bunny with its own, shining fur and a dazzling red eye. It hopped about and about, passing by armed men, guards falling to the ground without noticing that they had died in the first place as the creature simply ran along the corridor, past them, on its four, small, adorable, paws. They had their heads tilted as if their brains had all exploded outwards and they had not felt any of the pain of such.
A door labeled 'Experimentation and Laboratory 9 - No Unauthorized Personnel Allowed'. A sign that stated: 'Do not touch any subjects in this room lest you wish for their death'. An odd sight in an experiment in the lab.
"Alice, are you alright?" a female nurse asked, holding a stump of hers, the unconscious and limp body of a small child.
"Yes," the small girl answered, and she was awake, alive.
"Oh, my. She is alive..." Her eyes lit up in surprise as the girl responded.
The doctor's face turned cold as she said that she knew that the girl could not possibly answer in her current state and condition, yet she did.
The nurse, though not in the same way of dress, had a surgical mask over her face and eyes.
She looked into Alice's eyes and tried to look for signs of life in the girl, and found that she was alive, not unconscious nor in a coma, but rather completely and wholly alive.
"I'm hungry." Alice responded. "And thirsty." She said next. Alice's eyes looked back.
A voice could be heard coming from inside the laboratory as a small voice of a young, presumably 9 year old, child was talking in the background, that was what the rabbit heard. The white and pink bunny had ears like a bat's ears.
"Well... Alice, be a good girl and stay here, we'll all be back, okay? You're gonna be fed." Her father spoke. He had been speaking with a male, someone from the company that ran the lab.
"Stay put, darling, I'm right over there!" Alice's mother called as she left for the same door.
The room was dark, dark in that it had no source of light.
Click.
The lights turned on. This time however, she was not blinded by them.
Tip-tap, tip tap...
Her heart had begun racing and pounding as she heard something enter the room. But as she managed to finally move her head a little bit, she saw a rabbit, a white rabbit.
"Oh, hello..."
She looked to where her arms once had been.
She had to wonder what was wrong with the world, with humanity. She couldn't find an explanation.
She was a child that was treated like an experiment in her family's laboratory.
Alice could only see a rabbit, that had its paw extended as a greeting in her general direction, it had been there, and then there had only been the darkness surrounding her in the room. She was left in a state of confusion as to why a rabbit could be here, how it was here in the first place.
"God... what the fuck have they done...?" A fragmented voice of nowhere spoke, perhaps it came from the rabbit, perhaps it did not.
"Bunny...?"
"Ah... Yes... hello... I've come here, with an escape plan," It smiled. It's pearly white teeth showed as it hopped closer and spoke, "I have a few ideas. And I'm sorry that I am late, I had to dispose of those who would seek your body."
Alice was not in a state of mind where her brain and thought processes could understand what this meant, or if she understood the reason the creature was apologizing and the meaning of what this meant.
"Wh-... Hey... I'm hungry."
"Well, after I get you out of this horrible place, perhaps you can eat me." It joked.
"I can eat living things?" Alice asked in a curious tone.
"Ah... Well... yes." It was an unusual answer, as it wasn't exactly a rabbit's typical answer. "I'm sorry, but if it would help your case, I have a small pack that can get us through a couple of weeks at least. Oh, and my name is ▇▇▇.
"▇▇▇? Ah... my name... um... it's Alice..." She said as her mind drifted off into space for a brief second as she had forgotten her name, but then it quickly clicked back in and came up. She didn't remember her mother nor her father calling her Alice, or by any name at all. But she didn't care, she just simply wanted out of here. So much so that she'd trust anybody who says that they could get her out.
.....
The girl dressed in blue stared up, her face contorted, a look on her face, that one might say she was trying to not show her sadness. Tears fell from her face and she started to cry, the world spinning faster around her in her mind. She was sat on the checkered ground below her as the following maw and hole of reality fixed themselves. She held the dark body that once belonged to a man she loved, a dark body that belonged to a man she hated with all her being and a dark body that belonged to the man who told her a story of love and death in a place where love should never exist.
The body was never any of theirs, however. The only exception being the anomaly, the soul eater Zaig■.
The world was silent.
She sobbed in silence.
"What was his last story?" She whispered to herself. "Vetro... I am sorry for ever hating you. Even if I..."
The memory of her parents and the maggots suddenly hit her in an instant, as it finally occurred to her that what she was now experiencing had all happened in some twisted, cruel version of fate and destiny that had come and had taken its course and made itself manifest on the poor, miserable, unfortunate and unlucky soul that is Alice.
"You didn't have to do that. Not to me, not to children." Alice stated to herself in realization. "My mother didn't even need that to be a monster to me. She was the monster from the beginning. A parasite that fed off of me, a parasite, like these fucking maggots and their fucking larvae in her and these damn experiments," She spoke with a bitter and a hateful expression, an ugly cry as her tear drops fell upon the dark body that belonged to nobody in particular.
Her hand fell on its flesh, it had a slimy feeling and a disgusting sound that was more akin to a frog and the sound of a wet sponge squashing. But this wasn't a frog nor a sponge, but a mass of flesh and blood and bones.
Her body went into a 'shock' as she felt her memories once again flash.
.....
The white rabbit that had entered the experiment lab and the lab of the company was no more than a lie, or at the very best a fragment of reality, like a delusion that had entered her head. It never existed.
A loud noise suddenly interrupted her train of thought.
It wasn't that kind of noise, it was a loud sound of something tearing or ripping something. She didn't know what the sound was and it didn't even matter in that moment. She just wanted to leave.
The entire facility went red as an alarm started blaring and the sound of some emergency announcement went off.
Her head turned as her eyes moved across her body, and the sound was coming from the inside. Something was tearing her flesh and her flesh was coming loose and falling off and out of her chest, but she didn't feel the pain, she only felt hunger.
"Alright, Alice, we're getting out of here. Um..." The white rabbit looked at her amputated limbs, "Ah, this'll do." 'Grabbing' the cut limbs from the tray, it began reattaching the amputated and bloody limbs to her. "Can I... eat it?"
"Huh?"
"My arms."
"Uh... I'd rather you keep them for now, eat them later so we can leave."
"Woah... I can move my arms and legs again! How did you do that, bunny?"
"Um..." The bunny blushed in a sort-of manner, "...Magic."
Alice didn't believe that the rabbit was able to pull that trick so fast, but, then, the rabbit had seemed like a very intelligent one. "That's so cool... can you teach me magic too?" She ignored the blaring alarms as she was slowly losing a sense for what the word 'alarm' truly meant. She was also losing any sense of urgency, as the bunny and her just kept talking. If they could speak for a little more, the situation might've gotten less and less urgent.
"Not... Now, we have to leave, quick!"
Alice stood up from the table, all of a sudden all those locks that were in place were open, likely due to the rabbits doing. Her open stomach was healed as well, as if nothing happened. Only that... the maggots were still inside of her, squirming and squelching and squirming, and squelching. Her skin still looked a tad bit grey in places where the worms had eaten away. It didn't hurt in any way. "A-alright, bunny... where do we go...?"
The bunny gestured for them to leave the experimentation room.
The corridors, which were normally lit and filled with people, were completely dark, and empty. They looked as if the entire place had been completely abandoned, or at least emptied.
They walked silently in order to not make any noise or sound of their footsteps.
...
Alice could smell a familiar, yet unusual and bizarrely unpleasant scent. She couldn't tell exactly what that scent was. She assumed that it was an odd sort of scent from somewhere far away and unknown.
"Alice? Where are you going?" A familiar voice rang out from the darkness and shadows that covered the corridor. The light of a flashlight was shined down on Alice, which had an unnerving green and purple tint. The light illuminated the white fur of a rabbit in a manner that had an unsettling look. The fur looked as though it were stained with blood or perhaps even urine. It gave off a rather eerie atmosphere that creeped Alice out. "Alice? Sweetie? Get away from that ■■■! Who the fuck even are you! Get out from in between me and Alice!"
There was a loud sound and a bright light as her mother stared horrified at her own chest. An odd sound was made as she saw what appeared to be a blade sticking out from the middle of her chest.
The blade glowed an unnatural shade of purple and the color faded from her skin. It looked as though the blade itself was slowly eating away at her flesh, the blade glowing brightly with every centimeter that it devoured. Alice watched in awe as her own mother's flesh slowly began to disappear. In the moments before she was killed, Alice watched in complete disbelief as her own flesh started disappearing from the point of her stomach.
For every nanosecond of that blade entering and staying within her living body, Alice's mother felt on every nerve of her body what she never could in any of her other experiences of pain and pleasure that she had in her whole existence. She coughed out some of the most acidic bile that Alice could have ever seen coming out from another human.
The white rabbit had condemned Alice's mother to death.
It pulled back the blade, as her mother fell down, she could hear the blade slicing her insides, the blood that fell and splattered against the metal and concrete floor.
A sickly and sick feeling in her gut formed as Alice could not believe her own eyes at what she saw, but the white rabbit continued to massacre and defile Alice's mother.
Her sternocleidomastoid muscles and the zygomatic major muscles that had stretched out over her neck and the corners of her lips were split apart, and her clavicular muscles were all in the process of being slowly digested by a glowing, pulsing and growing light of the blade of a knife as her skin peeled and pulled away, exposing a network of veins underneath and a soft pink muscle that looked like it was made out of a gooey jelly.
Her lungs were ripped apart as they inflated, and as she breathed in, her ribs popped with loud snapping noise. A part of her inflated organs and the bones inside them came out through her throat. Her abdomen started expanding, the skin and fat stretching out like an accordion while the blade slid through it, and blood spewing out of the small wounds on it in a steady rhythm.
Her ovaries burst in two as a sudden spasm in her body sent her into convulsions and she went limp. Blood poured out of her nose, mouth, eyes, ears and throat. A horrible smell filled the air as the entire corridor was filled with feces, urine, blood and mucus. And, most notably, maggots and larvae were crawling up from her throat and out from her mouth and her nostrils.
A little girl was watching this, a small girl with the appearance of a human but without the same mental faculties. Despite what she saw, she stared with no reaction, her face was as cold as the corpse that she had once known. That she had once known was her own mother.
The rabbit, on the other hand, was staring intently at the corpse that lay there. "Fucking monster."
"Bunny...? Is my mother a bad woman...?" She asked with an unsure and shaky tone. She hadn't really ever questioned anything like this before and hadn't really had the courage or motivation to do so, as she was scared. But the rabbit's eyes seemed calm and serene as its white and soft fur brushed past Alice.
"Yes, a very, very bad woman." It replied in an eerie voice, the rabbit seemed very serious about this as he stared down on Alice, then at Alice's mother's now decaying corpse.
"She had no purpose for you but to consume and abuse." Alice did not speak. The words from the bunny were as if it came from someone who had suffered such abuse themselves. As the words came out from its small mouth, a sharp pain started to slowly seethe into the back of the stomach of Alice, the maggots once again riling themselves up.
A mother once was a person that should protect the child that she birthed. A loving and caring person. Someone to look after them and give them guidance and life lessons.
Not anymore. Her mother had not given birth to her for that. But instead, her own life and her own existence had been a tool and had been the means of which she herself had no control of. The pain, and her entire childhood were all tools that her parents had created to shape her.
To shape a perfect being, a being to kill a god that wasn't of their world. A being, to become the vessel to carry out a sick and vile will.