Requested by gojifan2006 on WATTPAD, the first part of this request is on my first request book. (so warnings: mentions of torture and experiment, also if you see this: [#,###,###], that's your experiment number. it can be any number you want, but it has to be the exact 7 digits because Satan has been doing this experiment for quite a long while)

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"Welcome back, Test Subject [#,###,###]."

[Name] awoke to see a familiar face. The face of the True Savior, their creator and father. His icy blue eyes were cold and piercing as usual, as he degraded the child before him. His blonde and wavy locks were magnificent and flowing in the cold and grey lights in the experiment lab.

Ex—

Experiment.

They were back in the lab where they started. Their escape futile and had been for nothing. As they attempted to stand up they found out they were strapped down into a chair with leather straps pinning their arms and legs down. [Name] tried to squirm against the tight bindings to free themselves, but knowing that it was no use their struggles ceased as soon as it has started.

[Name] looked around the familiar settings they grew to despise, even as a child. The faded white walls and white square tiles were cold and unwelcoming, with white colored machinery that loomed over the child in the chair. Next to the chair were many kinds of tools either set on a surgical tray, or they were huge and drastic items such as saws, long wires and such fearful tools on metal tables. The LED lights above had a freezing and unsettling kind of blue hue, some of them even flickered every once in a while to indicate how old the lab truly was. There were mysterious stains all over the floor, ranging from the colors brown and yellow to green and blue. The whole place smelled of rotten corpses, both of alternates and humans, from failed experiments that could not exceed the expectations of the True Savior.

The man dressed in all black, in the black trench coat and fedora hat stood next to the True Savior. Although his height and appearance was dwarfed by the True Savior, the man who kidnapped [Name] was still tall and huge, with an imposing aura that still deemed him unsettling. His pale face was shadowed, his chin had stubbles on which was strange and an unfamiliar concept for [Name]. There weren't many people in here that had a beard or goatee.

"I have brought the experiment, in your favor.

"Now they are here, my True Savior."

The man spoke, his voice deep and grave mixed with a strange sound underneath that was similar to rough wood being rubbed by sandpaper. It was the same sound they heard from Adam's TV before they were kidnapped. What did Adam call it... stoic? Static? [Name] didn't remember. They were too young to remember such words after all, and they knew it themselves.

"Yes, thank you Six." The True Savior responded, and [Name]'s eyes widened as they heard the man's name. Six was a man notoriously known for being one of the early successfully failed experiment: neither alternate nor human, which was not what the True Savior intended. However due to his usefulness in accessing many devices with screens and technologies and as such, he was not killed right away, and instead became the True Savior's right hand man. Six was quite the legendary being: since once did he never fail to recapture escaped or failed experiments so they could be executed.

Speaking of getting killed, [Name] desperately wished this very day wouldn't be their last. Where was Adam now? They wished to know, yet they knew at heart and mind that they would never see the blonde young man again. And it disheartened [Name] very much, now that they were back to being imprisoned and being experimented on. What will the True Savior do to them? Will [Name] be discarded as a failed experiment? They knew not, and they were deathly afraid of what was about to happen next.

The True Savior and Six was talking to each other while the child was lost in their thoughts. But when [Name] finally focused onto their conversation, despite their limited knowledge of words they could tell what they were talking about. How [Name] escaped. How Adam temporarily adopted the runaway child, how they developed a father and child relationship with each other. The True Savior turned to [Name], his expression carefully traced blank yet his cold icy blue eyes said otherwise. He was furious, at the young experiment in front of him. He took one menacing step forward and grabbed their chin painfully as he forcefully turned their chin to look at [Name]'s fearful yet defiant gaze. 

"This experiment must be discarded. They are a failed one." The True Savior's words were harsh despite that he only spoke in monotone whispers. [Name] felt a shiver down the spine: if they were going to be discarded, they were about to die. Panic took over and they tried to yet again struggle out of the leather bindings that strapped the child down to the chair they sat on to no avail. The straps were too tight to their wrists and legs and it suffocated the young child's freedom.

Then suddenly Six spoke up again, the dark man emitting a heavily menacing aura. 

"Why don't we use this one to an advantage towards ours? 

"Not waste this experiment contained our effort of hours." 

Six's onyx colored eyes stared blankly at [Name], and the child saw to their horror that they were empty and devoid of emotions except for one thing: a twisted sense of protection and fatherly emotions over [Name] that not many beings would ever understand nor ever will. In a way Six was protecting and saving [Name]'s life, despite that they were never going to be freed as an experiment.

The True Savior's face shifted. What was he thinking [Name] could never know. But his expression and cold blue eyes seemed to indicate that he was slightly intrigued and skeptical. "Go on."

Six continued, his eyes still shadowed over ominously as he spoke in a raspy voice. 

"I have found Murray's hair on [#,###,###]'s clothing. 

"Perhaps we can use the DNA of the hair to do something 

"Create a perfect experiment from it as you desire. 

"A perfect doppelganger of Murray, identical as him, sire. 

"Use that doppelganger against this experiment here--"

at the mention of [Name] they flinched as Six turned his piercing gaze towards them-- 

"Make them bend to your will along with discovery, do you hear?"

The True Savior's expression didn't change at all from the previous mask of cold emotions he wore on his face, but his icy blue eyes glinted something [Name] hadn't seen within him for a long time. It was interest, and it was approval. 

"Very well, you have convinced me." He spoke, slowly smiling as the corner of his lips curled upwards sinisterly, smile never reaching his eyes, eyes beautiful yet frightening. "Let the new  experiment begin."

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Many years later...

[Name] was older. 

Perhaps even more mature. But their situation seemed to get more unfortunate from there. Of course they were treated like a lab rat, neglected of care of need as they were imprisoned against their will. They wanted to see the blonde again, Adam Murray: the child never forgot about him and how he took them in despite their situation. The child could never forget, they could not return his favor and they will remember on. The only reason they were alive were of the memories they had with Adam: albeit short and having to spend only a week or two with the blonde they still missed him dearly. 

[Name] missed the times Evelin and Jonah would come over Adam's house and help him take care of the child. Both were kind: after all, they also helped with the blonde in rescuing them.

They could not forget of Cesar either, that friend of their that helped them escape this place. He was such a kind boy despite enduring the longest of the experiments... [Name] could still remember him being shot down, as he stood for a moment shot multiple times by the alternates and humans within the True Savior's control. His kind smile as he spoke his last words before he slowly fell, his blue blood splattered and leaking out as his brown eyes that once contained with life and kindness faded away and was no longer. He was supposed to escape with them, then maybe he would be able to meet with Adam. Cesar would love to be with Adam, as much as [Name] wanted to be with him.

"Remember me, [Name]... now go run and be free."

Cesar's last words, how could they ever forget? Their first friend, gone within their eyes. They wished they could thank him, for without his words of strength they would be devoid of hope, a living dead waiting to die alone. With Cesar and Adam in mind they became much stronger and more enduring, as not many of the True Savior's experiments survive to this age without giving in. Now [Name] was as old as Cesar was when the young alternate experiment died. Despite all the tortures and blood they went through they managed to survive the years with the True Savior's cold brutality by cherishing these golden and precious memories.

Meanwhile the experiment of the True Savior and Six of creating an alternate doppelganger so identical it even thought like Adam and thought it was the same blonde that it was created in his image. And the two malicious scientists decided to put this into action and test it out, their first step in their new method of experiments and the evolution of creating alternates. 

The reckoning day seemed to come for [Name] as two alternates entered their small cage. One of them was a pure form, a completely black humanoid save for his eyes. The other was in the form of a nun, except her face was extremely elongated with mouth agape that led to a dark void. They took hold of the child and dragged them out, not caring for [Name]'s pained screams from the mistreatment. The two alternate took the child to a room that looked like a slightly dim lighted place with white walls: there were two doors, on opposite ends in which one of them [Name] was dragged through. There was one table, a huge horizontal mirror that took up almost half of one side of the room, and two chairs. One chair looked like a normal chair, but the other chair was bolted to the ground and had leather straps. The two alternates forced the child down on that chair, and swiftly strapped them down tightly before leaving the room.

[Name] struggled, but they were in too much pain to move much, and the alternates have strapped them down tightly with no regards to their pain. Little did they know the horizontal mirror was a one way window, behind the True Savior and Six watching with sharp eyes with cameras for thorough surveillance, as if this room was of a place for police interrogation. 

This was when it entered the room through the opposite door.

A... Adam...?

No... it looked like Adam, but [Name] just instantly knew by heart and mind that this wasn't the Adam they knew. A copycat created by the True Savior, and he had certainly done a good job concealing the fact that it was an alternate. It looked like the actual person, if [Name] did not trust their guts they would have been fooled like an idiot. But the child knew better, and they strained against the leather bindings despite the pain they felt. 

The alternate wearing Adam's skin walked closer to [Name]. Its behavior was strangely so similar to the blonde, yet so different. The way it walked and the way the habitual brow furrows when Adam was focused on something. 

Right now, the alternate was focused on [Name]. And it was going to inflict them with M.A.D. and drive them insane, they did not want that, they did not--!

Whispers. 

The cursed whispers that contained the information that desires to not be heard.

[Name] tried to resist and ignore the whispers and screams and cries all combined together in the alternate's voice as long as possible, but they knew their sanity was slowly spiraling down as they screamed and begged for this to stop. They closed their eyes in despair as the memories of Adam and Cesar flashed through their mind. Evelin and Jonah who helped Adam take care of [Name]. They desperately wished to see all of them again, even for at least one last time, in their moment of wavering sanity.

But after a few more horrifying moments the whispers of M.A.D. stopped completely, and all was silent.

Was [Name] dead? They opened their eyes in confusion.

The alternate impersonating Adam perfectly, had its face close to the child's. [Name] flinched from surprise from how close the alternate was, as their body strapped down to the chair trembled slightly not from fear, but from pain. What was happening?

Perhaps Adam's fatherly love towards the child have been transferred into this alternate as well. It was an experiment just like them after all... So [Name] leaned forward as much as they could, and closed their eyes as they put their own forehead and tip of nose together with the alternate. It even smelled like Adam, its skin like Adam's. 

The alternate was confused for a moment before it closed its blue eyes the same color of the original blonde and felt compassion for the first time.

. . . . .

Only a few minutes later they were out running outside again. [Name] was heading and escaping for a chance of freedom, but this time they weren't alone like how Cesar was taken away from them.

This time, Alt. Adam was with them, helping them escape after learning the truth of the True Savior's experiments. 

After they have bonded the True Savior and Six were furious, and they both stormed into the interrogation room, about to use their cruelty and bring their violence upon the two, as both considered Alt. Adam a failed experiment as they did not wish for it to feel compassion and love. But when they have entered the room the two already have escaped, the leathers straps that were holding [Name] down ripped apart and the room empty, door slightly open. 

And the two called for all forces available, intent on discarding the two, and killing them once and for all. Now the alternates and humans under the True Savior's control all had the same guns that shot after the two, that once shot Cesar down. 

Alt. Adam was a little more invincible than normal humans, and it survived the bullet wounds that pierced its back as it ran with [Name] held protectively in its caring arms. However it obviously felt pain like a human than normal alternates would, wincing as it ran for both of their lives. Regardless Alt. Adam felt like the real Adam, but [Name] wished to meet the blonde again as they both ran for their lives and freedom, like Cesar told the child to do.

They will never forget how much Cesar's last words before death helped them to this extent.

And so they ran and ran, and after hours, they managed to escape and [Name] was back on familiar and unfamiliar streets. Alt. Adam looked pained, blue blood from its wounds, but it still held [Name] protectively as it looked around and took in the new surroundings. It kept walking on forwards, never once turning back as the two escaped experiments traveled and walked for miles. Until [Name] saw something.

Or someONE.

Long brown hair. 

Brown hair in a bun.

Silver hair.

Blond.

[Name] called out to the four people.

. . . . .

It has been years since the disappearance of the child Adam came to care for. But he didn't care how long it took or what it took, he was going to get [Name] to safety at the end, even if it cost his own life. His passion for them and his short temper drove him forward, and Jonah and Evelin's empathetic and kind determination helped Adam find the child. The three even joined a club known as the Bythorne Paranormal Investigations, which later turned to Bythorne Paranormal Society. Sarah was a kind woman who was the fonder of this organization, and even joined with the three youths to help find the child, under the cover of looking for alternates and defeating them.

Not once had Adam seen the shadowy man ever again in the screens, no matter how much he looked for that bastard that took [Name] away.

Regardless the four were walking back to their white van, when they heard a familiar voice of a child. They sounded older, but of course they would be: they hadn't seen the child in so long.

Adam turned to the voice, surprised to see an exact duplicate of himself who was bleeding blue blood of an alternate.... and [Name].

They were back.

"[Name]? It's... you."

Indeed it was. Adam's goals were finally fulfilled to its best, and now he could settle and rest with the child he came to care. Perhaps he would have to adopt the new alternate who looked exactly like him, too...

But only time will tell.

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Me while writing this: ah yeh time to make this as traumatizing as I can with so much words with a cliffhanger as possible because my motivation is now BACCK and i feel EVIL TODAY >:)

also yes Six here is a poet, and basically has a twisted sense of fatherly love to [Name] like he is in the original Mandela Catalogue video

(no he is not your perfect father figure he'll probably beat the shit out of you for alternate gabriel don't rely on him)