The Lab- Nico

   He could have been one of those, the kind that blames their parents for taking their childhood, but in reality, his mother had loved him, his father, even if he hadn't been around much had loved him. He could have blamed the hunter school that he had snuck off too, instead of the Japanese boarding school that his mother had hoped so much for. Where he learned that staring into a classmates dying eyes was like watching a star fade into the sunrise. 
  
  But, it was the curiosity of science and the consequences of experiments that had made him explore deeper into what had made things spark. He had even changed his name to Ookami and his kind violet eyes always seemed to draw people towards him or had. That accident in the hunter lab that had left him disfigured, had hardened his soul into a rock of pure bitterness. He ran his gnarled hand across his scarred pocked skin. That bitch of a head general, Ren, had caused it, toying with his heart, and then betraying him. The acid that had fallen on him from those shelves, compared nothing to that. 
  Now here he was, having left Dr. Denshu's because Ren seemed after him in cold blood, after discovering that Kaane, whom he'd met in her future had been granted what she'd always wanted, a twisted childhood. He glanced at the cells, all lined up with a collection of creatures and his newest addition had been J0N4, whom to his surprise had, had offspring. One which he had promptly sacrificed in the name of science to raise a girl, he later found out that her name was Mora, from the dead. Kaane had "played" with her a little too rough and Mora had required a lycan heart to be brought back from Elsewhere. The other, held no interest and he had promptly sold him off to help support his expenses in buying more things for his lab. 

    

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  Keita had faced worse things, even if his memory didn't serve his past well. He was strapped down and his muzzled, a rod shoved between his teeth, so that all he managed to emit were sounds of anger. His gold flecked violet eyes had taken in the whole lab, a steel like box with cells that lined one wall. His eyes also, caught the horrors that made him wonder why exactly Craig had brought him here. By the steel sink lay what looked like a decimated lycan cub body and emanating from one of the cell's the cry of his son repeating "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you" only seemed to ring over and over in his ears. He slammed his head hard against the gurney, but it only caused a jarring pain as the bar in his jaws crammed further. He phased in his mind between staying in the present or drifting into his head.