Hmm…. This better be worth his time.
Dr. Parker slid his keycard and with a beep and a "ACCESS GRANTED" from an electronic voice, the door opened.
And there sat Dr. Clark, right in his office.
Seriously, whatever he called him here for better be important. If not, he swore to god…
"So, what did you want me here for?"
Dr. Clark turned his attention from his desk to Parker.
"What were you trying to pull back there, Parker?"
Oh… So that's what he called him here… Great… Just what he needed… More nonsensical drama…
"Isn't it obvious? I was just trying to help."
Parker's words couldn't have made Clark any more angrier… Help? Was that really him "helping" or was he purposely just trying to make everything worse for them? "Your 'help' could've costed us greatly."
Dr Parker felt the same way too. Was this so-called "doctor" really trying to talk him down? Heh. How arrogant. It confused him so.
"You do realize you're not even my superior, right?"
Dr. Clark slammed his fists down on his desk in anger. "It doesn't matter if I'm your superior or not, what matters is that you do your job correctly."
Now he was telling him to do his job "correctly?" Dr. Parker was flabbergasted. He was doing his job correctly! He was doing everything he could to make sure humanity would prevail in the end.
But instead of pointlessly arguing any further, Parker just "accepted" it. "Fine."
Tch… With people like this humanity would never have a bright future. Did he pride himself off of not getting things done properly?
With that Dr. Parker exited the room, he would've went straight back to his own office after that but he bumped into a certain trouble someone on the way back.
Outside was a decently dark skinned man, with blue eyes like him, and decently dark hair… Owen… Great… Just add wood to the fire, why don't you?!
"So, how'd it go?"
Parker just stayed silent as he walked back with Owen by his side. "Sheesh, tough crowd."
Same old Noah… Can't even take a joke. "Y'know you could at least crack a smile every now and then."
Noah stopped dead in his tracks. Was he just this persistent on bothering him? He might be his brother, but…
"You do realize you're only here because of me, right?"
Owen went silent for a bit. Same old Noah… Still as cold and stern as ever. Never change… "Yes…."
They might've been family but Noah sure didn't treat him like it. Even with the whole "end of the world" situation.
"You might be my brother, but without me you'd be dead right now."
That was the one thing that made Owen back off. He let Noah walk away with a quiet, "Alright."
It seems their paths split once again. First, that now this… Perhaps it was just destiny for them to end up like this…
Soon after, Noah reached his own office and sat right back down. Usually, he would've went back to doing "paperwork" and making sure and everything was in order, but something else caught his attention.
It was a framed picture of what looked like two people holding a child with orange hair and brown eyes.
Does the name Emile sound familiar to you… What an oddly specific question to ask…
Could it be? Was that "Bliss Flower" potentially his son…? No, that shouldn't be possible…
If it was however… What an odd twist of fate…
If it was true that, that was his son….
He'd cleanse him out like all the rest. Just like the rest of that filth that had taken hold of this world.
They might've been human before but not any longer… That was how he felt at least…
He'd rid them off the face of this planet and purify this ill-ridden world! And only then, only then could he secure a path for humanity! Only him, and him only could restore humanity and lead it to its proper future!
Haha… Marvelous, just marvelous! Who cares about what "Doctor" Clark thinks. He was nothing more than a tool to be used. Leaving him in charge would just drag them all down. Sacrifices were necessary for progress and proper order.
Ohoho… Those "ponies" as they call themselves. It'd be best they'd stay on guard… After all, in a world like this, anyone would be ready to take advantage of the situation…