Key Twelve: Claudia:
She was defiant when she went in. Her master found her so beautiful out in the city. Such beauty could not be wasted out there. So he took her with him. That was three months ago. He still couldn’t tame her. She fought back every chance she got. Shouting, kicking, scratching, punching, biting, and hitting. Even cutting off her wings didn’t help. She still fought back. Her master didn’t know what to do.
He started turning to the other monsters. Then Tyki had an idea.
“There is something more permanent,” he said. The monster looked up at the doctor.
“You mean it?” he asked.
“Well, there is an experimental treatment on the table…” Tyki said.
“I’ll do it!” the monster said.
“You sure?” the doctor asked.
“Yes!” he said. Tyki patted him on the head.
“Leave it to me,” he said. “I have just the thing.”
“Thank you!” the monster said as he bowed.
He finally came to the last one. Tyki had saved her for last. This angel gave him a look of quiet rage. Tyki raised his eyebrow.
“Oh? What is this?” he asked. His victim wanted to scream at him.
“Heh,” he said. “I have something special for you.” The doctor picked a tiny needle. He positioned the ice pick where it needed to go. She still looked angry. Tyki couldn’t wait to see how this one turned out.
Four… Three… Two…
The needle went deep into the angel’s right eye. Blood ran down the tear duct. Tyki took his time with taking out the needle. When the needle was gone, the angel had no emotion on her face. Tyki smiled at his work. He turned back to his audience.
“Finally test is complete,” the doctor said. His audience applauded. Once the crowds were gone, the real test began.
She seemed to be floating into the darkness. One little stab broke the connections in her brain. Her rage filled emotion turned into one of blank emotion. She became trapped inside her head with nothing to hold onto. They cut all of the ropes with one stab. At first, she looked like she was going to be plummeting within herself. But really it was a short drop and just suspended in the empty dark. She had nothing to hold onto and no direction to go.
Meanwhile, her body was still functioning like normal. Her heart and lungs were still pumping away.
She wasn’t the only one.
The guinea pigs floated in the same boat. They had been disconnected from their minds, trapped in their bodies. The easy part was over. Now to see who was going to survive and who would die.
She can’t feel them at all. She could feel and see them next to her. Now, she was alone. She used to be able to talk to other angels around here telepathically. Now, there was nothing. Absolutely nothing. The silence swallowed her in one gulp.
Then the deaths began. Well, angels can’t really die, but still.
The first angel with the thick ice pick in the eye had a seize and broke. The staff ran in to administrator aid. But it was too late. That angel didn’t stand a chance. They wrote him off as dead. Off to the tanks again.
Two more deaths came. One did come back, but only as a brain-dead being. He couldn’t move without someone guiding him. His organs still moved to keep him alive. Off to the tanks for him. Or even worse… He could become a mindless plaything. No say in what happens to him. Can’t argue back. Just used until they get bored with him.
She wasn’t aware that this was happening. She’s been cut off. It’s just her in her head. But the darkness was slowly starting to break apart. She could breathe again. Suddenly, she started to return to her body. She became aware of everything around her. Yes, she came back.
But that wasn’t her.
Her master was the first person she saw.
“Claudia,” he said.
“Yes, darling,” she said. He held out his hand.
“Are you ready to go?” he asked.
“Yes, darling,” she said. She took him by the hand and he led her out of the lab.
She was defiant when she went in. She came out submissive and docile.