Years ago, there lived two races. Monsters and humans....

They lived peacefully together, working in harmony....

One day...the two races went to war, the humans were in fear of the monsters magical ability, and believed that the magical race may one day try to take over, and so began the war. 

Greatly outnumbered, the monsters fled into their new home, the underground, high in the mountains, where the humans then performed a spell, that created a barrier, sealing the monsters inside the mountain.....

And so came years where the war had faded, and modernization began to settle in. After many years, the barrier was finally broken, and so it was now the time for forgiveness. The humans had gotten over that fear, and dedicated to helping these poor souls, a new hospital was opened, under the name of the seven souls facility, where hands that heal and hearts that care. The doctors all were committed to helping those in need, and soon also opened an underground facility for the crazies. Those insane that went in crazy, came back out sane after a month or so. 

Then there was the arrival of a new doctor.....

Doctor Trager...Richard Trager...the man made the discovery of astral projection and sleep paralysis through a special procedure on the brain. One of the first subjects of this, was Billy. 

Years later, after the barrier was opened again, Trager went mad. He started studying more into his theories, and soon it was decided that experiments on people and monsters was no longer allowed, not after the accident with Billy. Determined to get his work done and prove himself right, he began kidnapping people, mainly monsters.

For those that he kidnapped, he experimented on them, performing unnecessary procedures on people. For his newest project,he called it project LLY. The organism that could regenerate itself through the use of other organic matter, such as plants. This was to create a special serum that would allow humans to regenerate any lost limbs or even life threatening injuries, as if nothing had ever happened. Then there came project SK-3T-CH, a bi-product made from project LLY remains, which would allow regeneration, and possibly even to live without a heart. 

When project SK-3T-CH failed, he created project MND, a hyper-advanced organism, smarter than the smartest person known to man, made to be a replacement form of energy, producing energy constantly off its own soul, and providing power to anything around it, made with enhanced problem solving skills and capabilities. Project MND was soon left to the hands of father Martin, the facilities priest, left to teach christianity and the use to doing good in the world. He would train MND to use its power well, and so as to put the idea of religion into its mind, so as to prevent future escapes or outbreaks, for it was feared it may become sentient, and possibly smart enough to wonder why it should take orders.

After a while, project SK-3T-CH was started up again, and a network of pipes for it to travel along was set up. It...no...she, would be the new security system. Trained to go off and alert staff of any intruders or even outbreaks. This project was once again later forgotten as the latest project took lead...

Project TOX. 

The owner of the facility, professor Wernecke, invested most, and greatest into this project. TOX would be a super organism, running solely on the fluid of others souls, all mulched and grinded, and mixed with an acidic substance, as well as D.T extract, to create a super life form that never got tired or worn out. The abilities of strength and manipulation were produced in this deadly concoction, and project TOX was henceforth known as 'the perfect project'......these 3 would go to different families, and learn as they got older, then get with others to spread these genes and continue to create the new bloodlines. 

This idea was quickly scrapped when it was realised that sentience could be learned, and so came a new wide variety in options, and so instead, the 3 were kept deep in the facility, each left with one of their 3 'fathers'. LLY was left with Trager, MND was left with Martin, and TOX with Wernecke. 

Present time  

Word about the facility quickly spread, less and less people went for treatments, as it all turned to unnecessary surgeries and therapies. Local reporter James Miller, heard the word and investigated. Top of his game he was, best reporter around, he even worked for the royal family of Underville, telling them of everything and anything that went down. But as of late, the queen had disappeared from the castle, now showing up at police headquarters as the chief of the place, having a strong sense of justice. 

James managed to sneak into the facility, gathering intel on the place, collecting documents and pictures, including on project WALRIDER. He barely made it out alive, losing 3 fingers, an incision in his arm, a screwdriver stuck in his shoulder, and was later admitted to Underville hospital, late last night at 12AM midnight. The way he described it, he told it to be hell on earth, as if hell did actually exist, in the safety and comforting form of a place once considered as a haven, soon tainted as demons lurked around every corner. He was snagged, snared, kidnapped, robbed, and almost raped too. He claimed there was no place worse than there. Chief Encre Graet spark visited him that day, getting the intel she needed, horrified of the pictures she had seen, stuck in a cringe position as she heard his story. She took the case after seeing a photo of a tank filled with blue stuff, a tiny hand pressed on the inside of the glass.

Encre, disgusted with this place, decided to go, telling James to post the photos as soon as possible and warn people. "Alright people...I'm going in on my own, you all know what to do, if I'm not back before sunrise, send the K-9 unit in to find me. If anything moves, shoot on sight, I repeat shoot on sight", "yes ma'am!" The officers all saluted Encre, as she slowly sank into the darkness that was a tunnel leading into the facility. The sewers. The pipelines all rusty with age, and the smell of rotting decay filled her nose, making her gag. Quickly, she made her way out, the sound of thundering footsteps above, which must have been the hulking guard seen in a photo. The memory of James's words played in her mind 'little pig, little pig', and she heard it, muffled grunts as the words sank through the walls. "Little pig...little pig...". Encre shuddered with fear...she knew her husband was scary when mad, but the thought of that thing up there, hulking around, the thought of him tearing her limb from limb as she remembered a warning James gave her, 'he likes to tear heads off...in the middle of the facility, you will find many headless bodies, the heads in a separate pile'. 

The facility was very dark and quite disgusting the walls bloodied and the rooms reeking of a disgusting stench. The smell of freshly ripped off heads wasn't as comforting and the harsh stomping this huge monster was doing wasn't helping. Encre was looking around and found all of these bodies and sometimes even living people, but sadly they wouldn't talk to her or even look at her, their spirits were completely broken. When she tried to help and pick them up to take them out they'd almost fall apart on her. Their bones had rotten inside their bodies as malnutrition just ruined their physical bodies and it resulted in death or loss of limbs. When she wanted to help this sweet old man his foot fell off when she picked him up, so when she left she didn't like it at all that she felt all these types of pity for those people dying there in pain. She went on and found this small library one floor above the one she was just at and was determined to find out more only to hear that the giants mumblings had just gotten so much louder and most of all much closer which didn't help. As she opened the door, it let out this large creaking sound of the old wood and when she did there was a hanging man swung at her and it scared the living daylight out of her. It was bad enough that she had to take a small break only to see later that it was someone trying to hang themselves only to break their neck and as result swing over lifeless. It was really sick the body still felt warm too. When she finally continued she walked by these shelves, there were countless heads placed on them like trophies and medals until finding a man that was pierced by a metal pole the man was actually still alive and he told her to "..g-get th.e...fu-ck..k out-ta here" Encre felt a slight sliver of fear jump in her as she quickly left that room. 

Upon walking out, she realised the only way to press on, was by slipping on through a crack between 2 shelves, and even as she tried to slip through, she was suddenly grabbed harshly and tight, and pulled back, facing the most horrid face of a morbidly obese man, grunting those same words she heard earlier, "little pig little pig! LITTLE PIG!!!" Before being thrown out over the railing. Encre went crashing down, hitting the desk and causing it to collapse beneath her body. She let out a loud screech of pain as part of some wood pierced her side, luckily not going in, just cutting her open enough to make her bleed. She saw stars and the room was spinning as she looked up, only to see the face of a boy, then the face of an old man, a priest. "My goodness...a woman in black, hell has opened and heaven has sent, for we have a fallen angel...take note of this my dear boy...it is a sign of god, she shall not die, not now, nor ever...go and tell our friends not to touch her...she has a destiny...you my dear, have an important role here for us...look yonder my dear maiden, for you have a calling". 

Encre couldn't keep her eyes open, as they slowly sank shut again. Seconds turned to minutes, before she finally opened her eyes again. The boy and priest were gone. 

She was confused. Carefully, she turned onto her back, covering the wound. Splinters of wood stuck in her suit and bones, and her side was bleeding, she grabbed her phone out carefully, worried she wouldn't see the light of day again and called her husband Fallacy. "Hello?" His voice rang out in the speaker and a smile grew on Encres lips as she heard it. "Mon amour...it's me...I am calling you to let you know that...if you don't see me again...it's because..." "E-nnnc-eEncre?....ca....t...r..you...." Fallacies voice rang in and out in a clump of static before the dial tone came on and Encre sighed, putting the phone away. Luckily for her, the priest had bandaged her up and  prevented more blood from spilling, but it was gushing into the bandages, and it was horrible, she couldn't think of anything that hurt worse. 

MND was looking over the strange lady she was really an angel what else could she be she was going to be their saving grace " father is this the angel we've prayed for?" The child's voice like a soft whisper as he continued to move his hands across his chest in the crossing notion like he was taught " The bird that will spread our beliefs" he muttered softly and to the passed out encré it was just mumbling really. "Yes my boy, she is, she is! She will set us free! Go find your brothers now my son...it is almost time for the burning of the cross..." father martin grinned in glee as he walked away, gently stroking MND head as he left. MND quickly ran to go and get his family as he called it and ran to get not wanting the wrath of father upon him for not acting fast enough. Of course he had to go to Wernicke and Richard trager to ask permission to take his brothers with him for father Martin's request. Wernecke was not impressed, TOX training was not done and he needed time to teach TOX...but the other boy called out, his voice filled with curiosity as a similar looking skeleton with a multiple of tubes sticking out of his back looked out of the room. 

His eyes leaked this green ooze, and Wernicke shushed him, "nothing my dear boy...return to training...or else" Wernicke warned as he gripped a tube tight in his hand, making TOX yelp in pain, the tube wrapped around his spine, making it sensitive. 

It hurt those tubes went in and out of him stabbing into his bones and structure making him bleed profusely. The only thing keeping him on was that T.O.X liquid and these tubes moving his vital fluids. And this so called training was just so disgusting and incredibly off it was destroying his once thought to be healthier process. It was harsh not chewing foods or doing any work like walking anymore for months effected him badly to the point where he couldn't support the weight of his own body or much less all the medical equipment attached to him.

MND, knowing full well Wernicke would not allow TOX out, had run off, looking for his other brother, LLY. SK-3T-CH travelled above in the pipes, watching him close like a hawk over its prey, before swimming ahead to LLY's area to say hello. Her pipes needed cleaning again soon and she knew it, so as soon as she reached LLY room, she was out of the pipes quickly, her long, soft, dripping wet, and unnaturally bright red hair covered her chest, bandages which were worn over with time had began to crinkle and fall from her, so she would need LLY to help replace them, so they may continue to cover her frail body. She searched for her friend as her uncut hair dragged across the old, dirty floor, leaving water everywhere. She soon walked back into water, as LLY's area was basically a marsh. It slowly grew out of control as she dove down to avoid guards, swimming into the container through another pipe, and upon seeing her friend, she smiled amd chirped happily "hi LLY!".

LLY being the most passive of all the beings in this place was used more than he should. Thankfully he did manage to make a friend that he called 'a river person' because she loved to swim. Sometimes she'd ask for help and it being the only contact he got he really did want to if he could get the powerful plant life to let him go. When she spoke to him after a while his voice has gone soft and whispery yet very nice and calming as he answered her calls " oh..?.. if it isn't... the river person!" He sounded excited and the flowers around specifically glew and got a little brighter.

SK-3T-CH walked over to him smiling. The plants, recognising its own DNA, backed off and began to retreat back into their own resting places carefully. She hugged him tight and smiled happily "how have tests gone today my friend? Were they any better than before or have they gotten worse?" She asked with a concerned tone. She hated it when they hurt LLY for no reason, but could not do anything. He gave a soft shake of his head " it wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. I think that big man is warming up to me too!" He said being rather excited and really it was the sweetest thing " Trager only stabbed my shoulder twice today and even called me buddy?" He says again questioning if it was normal or not.

SK-3T-CH did not like the sound of it, Trager was a cruel man and she did not trust him, and was about to say something until she heard the door open, and so dove into the murky water of the marsh. LLY jumped and backed down like Trager was a higher being. "s-sir.. T-trager-.. what-c-can I do?.. for you?.." he asked softly shaking the waters plants wrapping tightly around his small boned legs and feet to hold him in place and  not to have his legs break because of his frailty. Luckily LLY was allowed to move in his room and able to speak and eat and do his duty without needing help, just like MND he got more freedom than TOX had ever had ever. 

SK-3T-CH poked her head up out of the water a little, watching LLY carefully, making sure Trager wouldn't try something, as he slowly advanced towards LLY. The closer he got, she got closer as well, ready to defend LLY. "LLY...stay away from SK-3T-CH...understand me? She is security, you are meant for our use...go near her again and I will hurt you" Trager warned as he grabbed LLY by the wrist hard, SK-3T-CH did not like this, and so burst out of the water, and lunged on Trager "LLY RUN!!!" She screamed as Trager tried to get her off, smashing her against walls to make her get off his back. 

LLY ran scared out of his mind he was crying but his legs wouldn't carry him far and watching how that man hurt his friend broke his heart he had to do something. He was scared to do what he did and for good reason too. He had this blood curdling scream and it was deafening one of the experiments gone wrong made his voice so much more dangerous and a force to be reckoned with on close perimeter could result in deafness. He soon got scared he had never told Dr Trager about this and he is not a patient man at all quite the opposite of what he hoped. Trager tried desperately to cover his ears, but SK-3T-CH grabbed a pair of his scissors, and cuts off 3 OF HIS FINGERS! 

The man screamed in pain as he grabbed a hold of her, handling her horribly as he then threw her across the room and smashed her into the glass, smashing but not shattering it, as a spider web like crack appeared beneath the hard contact of her skull as it met the glass, blood dripping down the glass, and her face as she was knocked out cold. LLY. Was. Furious. He felt his blood run cold as he ran over to his friend to make sure she was ok, and when Trager grabbed him to drag him away, he turned and started full on assaulting him, meanwhile, the crack in the glass allowed plants to escape and flourish in the carbon rich area, quickly spreading like wildfire as SK-3T-CH was quickly wrapped with vines and hoisted to safety out of Tragers path. LLY however wasn't done with him though, and vines began to grab at Trager, slowly wrapping him up, before throwing him out the doors. 

Alarms blared and lights flashed red in  a panic as people fought to escape the facility. It was an outbreak.....

It was scary the insane people ran around hurting and killing getting out until the emergency locks closed and doomed all the doctors and people left inside. Encre took clear note of the panic and hid as Chris, the hulking guard, stormed by chasing people, trying to rip their heads off, all these people either killing or being killed and it was so scary blood everywhere and even mistakes like mutated children crawling from the black room not too far from there and it was so sad poor kid had her legs fused together and was stomped on by a scared rampage of people ending up in a bloodied pulp .

Encre covered her mouth as she saw another child crying, seemingly for its parents amd she picked it up, showing it some form of love before it died. Its head was disfigured, and looked to be in pain as it was missing an eye and cried. She felt her heart sink and shushed it, humming to it to calm it down and gave it a warm tender hug, which seemed to cheer it up a bit, before it drew its final breath.

There was so many kids and adults and God it only now showed how truly bad it was and wow it was so sad crying screaming for help and what about that priest's boy that she saw was he safe? It was hard to see. Encre stood, placing the body in a dark corner where it wouldn't be trampled, and she snuck around, looking around carefully to locate that boy.

The small boy was looking for his father as he called him. But father Martin was exposed to the walrider project and saw it as the god's word sorely effecting him and his teachings from something already bad to something that'd be much worse. The burning on the stake was done much quicker, already piles of wood stacked up. But Encre had gotten to the one room where James took the photos of the tank. It was broken now, amd TOX was nowhere to be seen...until she saw the soft glow of his tubes and walked over, cautiously, "hello?"

TOX was on the ground a hallway away in a room isolated by wernecke to keep him 'safe' poor kid was stuck to that wall in a dark Cold room with only one small door window and he was crying the warm comfort of the tube his home was gone and his weak limbs were shaking and not strong enough to free himself stuck in a cell and dying with this feeling he was a disappointment to his father  Wernicke was very strict and made sure to isolate the poor child and not let him develop mentally he could only understand the easiest commands.

"Oh goodness!" Encre cried and ran over to him, looking at the wall "oh dear, its ok, I'll get you outta here just hold on" she cried out and started looking around for a way to free him, careful not to pull anything. She didn't wanna hurt him in any way. "My name is Encre, what is your name?"

Poor thing was shaking at her screaming he had coupled it to punishment and hitting and he wasn't ready for another tubing or beating even all he did was cover his neck with the most tubes being around there. He would've been crying but he wasn't able too he had no tears except the ooze that came from his eye sockets at times. Quick to comfort him, she held him still and pet his head to show she meant no harm, "shhh it's ok, I'm here to help you" she reassured and continued to hold him before finding a way to get him free "oh geez kid....you look terrible, its ok though, I'll get you out of here" he wasn't very appreciative however more panic at the touching and closeness of her, he tried his best to move away he wasn't to anything like this and it was remarkable but he made such a pained noise with those tubes as he let out his child scream. 

Encre sighed and grabbed out her photo of her and pente "hey...you wanna know something? You remind me of my son kinda...he was always a good boy, but at night, he would have nightmares, and whenever I would hold him, he would freak out and panic, and often times would hurt and fight me just to make sure I wasn't a monster. When he woke up, I would then make him hot chocolate, and we would stay up to watch the sunrise together...have you ever seen the sun rise?"

He watched her and softly put a hand on the photo and softly pointed at it and let his hands glide over it and softly muttered a song he thought of when he saw her just this very recognisable child's song as he started to relax. Encre softly hummed the tune with him, recognising the song and smiles, hoping to help ease him into her presence, then spoke softly "I'm going to help you, I promise you" she then started removing chains and tubes, whatever trapped him to that wall "I promise you...you're gonna see the sunrise again". 

Those tubes were hard though it were vitals and removing those without closing them she'd kill him to be sure and it was a dangerous thing. And quite tricky meaning she had to go out before coming back for him. Encre stares at all the tubing that was attached to him and growled, a tendril raising from her back and she looked at it, "Luna...go find it...you know what to do...and find any others while you're at it" she hissed and a part of the goop escaped, making its way out of the door and looking for what it needed. Encre meanwhile, sat next to TOX, trying to gain his trust more so he would go with her without fighting. The sounds of screaming leaked through the wall, then a loud shriek as luna got into a fight with some people, before getting to the control room, and shutting the tubes.

As soon as Encre heard that click, she grabbed TOX, undoing all the tubes, and dashed for the exit, holding him tight "don't worry kiddo, I'm gonna get ya outta here, I promise you'll see the sun rise" she knew he would likely die in her arms, but even with this knowledge, she would still give him that chance to see one last thing, the one pure beauty a cruel world could offer. And the only thing he could ask for even if he was literally bleeding out in her arms the fluids streaming out of him no stop and he was slowly growing colder in her arms as he didn't have fluids to run on anymore or anything to direct his magic. TOX slowly started to deteriorate in her arms but he got feel wind on his face and legs and an embrace even the sunshine on his bones. And for once in his life he got to feel nicer things and all he could do was gurgle back to her not being able to talk and being underdeveloped too.

Encre didn't stop, she just kept running, the goop catching up to them and blocking the tubes so they no longer leaked, giving him a little longer to live and hold on. Slowly, doors began to shut, and Encre felt a drop of sheer dread as she only ran faster, trying to make the door. At the last second, she dropped, sliding across the ground and cutting herself badly on her arms and body, but luckily making it out, just as the door shut. They got lucky.

In that one moment...the warmth of the sunlight began to touch the earth. Its warm, orange rays creeping up, before finally hitting them in a gentle strike of warmth, the feeling amazing, but the view it gave...even more so amazing...

Encre carried him out further so he could experience it at its best, the warm orange glow growing brighter as the sun crept higher above the city. So beautiful it was and the little boy she was carrying actually got to see it and it was more than he could've ever asked for.

His body stopped dusting for a while and a small pad on his shirt stopped beeping showing that the leaking had stopped. Though still in critical condition he was at least not losing vital fluids anymore Which was so much better for the boy. He wasn't designed to get tired or weak but without the T.O.X serum he was a vessel that hadn't been fed or thought how to walk or how to talk. He had never said a word to her..will he ever? Most children in the facility could at least ask for encrés help when she was there. But he never said a word.

Encre set him down carefully, wrapping an arm around him to keep him supported and sitting up, before looking under his shirt at his back to figure out the tubes. The clothing was tattered and soaking wet, probably making him cold, and found others holes for these tubes to connect, making it more like a normal body, to allow the fluids to coarse through the body like other cells. She gently grabs a tube, and connects it to a corresponding hole, allowing the fluid to flow as the goop released the opening. Feeling more sure on what to dl, she reconnected the second tube to the other corresponding hole, and both tubes locked in place, pumping blood and T.O.X fluid around the body as normal, starting the whole body up again. 

This boy reacted fast his body got warmer through the sun and he was able to pull of expressions though not very cognitive and emotional yet. He was a much happier boy softly letting his hand lay on hers and it was nice. The facility was a mess and a lot of people were in trouble with this situation and that included LLY and MND poor kids LLY was scared alone and with hard noises but MND had no-one except father Martin who was going insane. Of course after a while it started to drift into both the other boys painfully slow. 

Encre would go back into that place later, she needed to anyway in order to solve this case, but for now, she needed to get this boy home, get him fed, and bathe him, warm him up again. And she began walking home, calling her husband to let him know of her appearance.

The journey took about an hour or so, but it gave TOX the chance to see everything in more detail. The world he was told to be dangerous and horrid, turned out to be so beautiful and mysterious, a world where others lived together in harmony, and worked together as well, the sounds of birds singing their songs as they began to wake and wander the skies, people began emerging, walking the streets, the sounds of cars as their engines ignited, it was all so new and strange.

The looming image of Encres home, the castle, came to view, an intimidating mass to see. It looked creepy, almost abandoned...but...also nice in a way. For the child these new things were so scary and just pretty at the same time. He'd look at cars and clocks and hate it where he'd tightly hold her wrist and panic in his silence. But seeing the house the pretty looking place to him was amazing he let out this small gasp and his eyes showing through a bit big and wonderful eyelights as he looked on in amazement. 

Encre saw this reaction, and so couldn't help but smile before speaking softly "I see you like my home? It's even better when you get inside" she assured, smiling as she opened the door, it creaked softly as it slowly swung open, whining loudly before it stopped just short of a wall. "Baby...I'm home" she called out and looked around. 

Fallacy smiled at her voice he loved her and he was worried the last call he had from her was alarming. He didn't care that he had to run to get to her but when he did come to her he saw that little boy. "Where'd you get this fella?" He asked softly, his kings English mixing nicely with the French accent he got from being around encré. Encre smiled softly and looked down at Tox, "I found him in that old abandoned facility.....I fear there are more of them inside but, first I need to take care of little Toxic here" she explained, naming him herself as she had to call him something. "Baby...I need help...he is still scared, but I think I've earned his trust a little, so I need your help to socialise him, and teach him...he's sick and almost died when I got him out..." Encre walked closer to Fallacy, nuzzling him softly, hoping he'd agree to help. 

Fallacy wasn't the biggest fan of children but his sweetheart being so worried for the little guy and basically begging his help it'd be bad if he refused. He softly nuzzled her back his arms around her back " it'll be okay sweetheart of course I'll help you" he purred softly while watching the kid poke his cheek, Fallacy being close enough to be touched by Toxic who was one curious little man, his grabby little hands pulling the button up shirt playing with the buttons and seeing how it worked. Encre smiled and kissed him on the cheek softly, leaving a mark of her tinted lip gloss on him like a mark in time "thank you baby, I promise this will be fine...I mean...we did well with Jinx right? And Penté is doing well too" he chuckled at the mentioning of his children they were still so wild and free he wanted to give this Toxic a childhood he wanted and deserved. "I won't mind one more baby, Toxic is one of us. If you love him then so do I." 

In that moment, Encre never smiled so much, apart from their first kiss and their day, and also the day their kids were born, but her face lit up in a smile of pure happiness. "Thank you baby" she purred and nuzzled him softly, before their son came plopping down the stairs, confused as to what was going on. 

Penté being such a curious boy ran up bombarding both of his parents with questions and things about the new boy in general. Toxic didn't like him at all the constant mentioning of his name the loudness and the small size made him feel uneasy and  try to get away. "Shhh, Penté not so loud...this is Toxic.." Encre knelt down and showed him Toxic, holding the boy tight "it's alright Toxic, this is my son, Penté, the one I told you about earlier, and showed you the photo of, remember?" His face went into a spiral of ideas he started to recognise his face from the photo and booped his nose, pointing at him while trying to talk or well baby babble a bit. He only really knew his commands and what these guys were saying was nothing like it. "Fallacy, can you grab that alphabet book please? I think we need to teach Toxic to speak..." Encre was worried about the fact that Toxic couldn't speak, especially at his age. Fallacy didn't mind to get something and nodded while going to get it out of penté's room before walking back again to hand her a book for small toddlers and babies really.

Encre gently set Toxic down on the couch "thanks Fallacy" she purred as she kissed him on the lips, the smell and taste of strawberries lingered, even after she pulled away, and began reading the alphabet to Toxic. Luckily he reacted really well and he knew like a few of them quickly while he had difficulty with others. Sometimes if it went really well he'd say the letter almost or even fully correct . Though his speech slurred a little it had to do with the tubes and the lack of use. For every success, Encre commended him, encouraging him to keep trying. .

Toxic even as a child late in development, did well for how he was brought up. Considering he had been living in a containment area which was basically an aquarium with the T.O.X serum which is only putting high concentrations of energy and even radioactive fluids in his system. When he was found he was still being 'neutralized' to the whole radioactive material and it made him so much weaker than he was designed which sir Rudolph Wernicke didn't like at all he wanted out of all the projects TOX to work the most.

While the child learned his alphabet he enjoyed the warmth of the people there yet he tried to distance himself from encre and fallacy the most he could. He couldn't watch after a bit he soon got very blanc like unhealthy so bad that it alarmed encre and fallacy. They wanted to help but they've just brought him home and it didn't look like he was getting better. Bringing him to a doctor was probably not a good idea it'd probably scare him . 

Deep down, Luna whispered to Encre, knowing what to do. Encre, worriedly, had let Luna out as she then looked Toxic over. She whispered to him sweetly, talking to him, making him feel as though he could trust her, due to her so 'godly form', being the true embodiment of an angel. Slowly, her magic filled his tubes to keep the process going in an attempt to make him feel better, as she continued to whisper to him. 

It helped to an extent he felt better yes but when he'd throw up he'd spit straight acid that'd burn into the wooden floors straight through for a while completely ruining the floor and a little bit of his throat. He had been getting used to these dangerous toxins in him and adapted fairly quickly though the floors hadn't and it didn't stop it from hurting a lot.

Luna continued to whisper to him, her tendrils wrapping around him like an angels wings, or like a devil's arms, though I won't go into it too much. As soon as she was done, she released Encre who now looked tired and drained after all that power used to help toxic, that same power still coursing through his body to continue helping him where it could. Encre clung to whatever she could to stay standing, feeling sore and tired. "God...I hate it when she does that...it hurts everytime..."  she growled and sat down to keep herself up, before kissing fallacy on the cheek. Toxic looked to be fine...for now, but was still in some form of pain, before pente ran over to him and lead him to the kitchen, where Encre had cookies made.