Murder City {Remake RP}

[Miranda_]

"And of course, before the shut down, some of the scientists defected to America along with a group of Silpelits," Charles said, slowly. He quietly locked the cell door and walked back up the corridor.

"I sometimes wish I'd never gotten involved, but it was just too tempting, a chance to study a new breed of human."

[Silent_Wolf]

"This isn't study. It's torture. It's why all I do is analyze data. I won't press anything, I won't observe the sessions, I refuse to have anything to do with devising the testing apparatuses."

[Miranda_]

"I was hoping that a cure could be found; I don't know what to do about Alexis when he gets older."

[Silent_Wolf]

"It's hard to cure something stemming from evolutionary change. It's not just a virus; it's a genetic re-write." When they were back in his office, she looked back at the hallway. "Sir, if you need any help with anything at all, just let me know. Alright?"

[Miranda_]

"I will," Charles replied. He shut up the secret entrance, the portrait moving over swiftly to make the wall look as it always did once again.

[Silent_Wolf]

The scientist nodded. "I'll keep you posted on their whereabouts."

[Miranda_]

"Please do. I would like to be informed of any developments."

Charles then made it clear that the interview was over.

[Silent_Wolf]

Zehira nodded and left as quickly as she could. When she made it back to her room, she sat down on her bed in shock.

[Miranda_]

What Charles had said about his son was true; no-one knew of the boy's whereabouts save for him.

[Silent_Wolf]

And Zehira had meant it: She was going to keep it a secret to her grave if she had to. Now though, all she could think about was Nikita and how to get her to safety.