World of tomorrow || 𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙴𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕒𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣 ☂︎︎

The bitter air conditioning created a refreshing breeze on a scorching day like today. The office was built with fresh air and health as a priority. The doctor led us into his office, he had a trio of plants on his window sill, with the freedom within them to watch the clouds roll by every once in a while.

Me, Klaus and Five sat on chairs on one side of his desk, while the doctor sat on the other side in his office chair.

"Like I said to your children earlier, any information about the prosthetics we build for the patients here is strictly confidential. Also, without the consent from the client, I simply can't help you with your problem" Explained the doctor, intertwining his fingers on the desk.

"Well, we can't get consent if you don't give us a name or any information!" I spoke impatiently.

"Well, that's not my problem. Now I'm Sorry, but there's really nothing more I can do, so..."

"And what about my consent?" Klaus interrupted, breaking off the doctor.

"Excuse me?"

"Who the fuck gave you permission....to lay your hands...on my children?" Klaus barked, who was now mimicking a fake cry.

"What are you talking about!?"

"You heard me very clear"

"I didn't touch your children sir! I swear" The doctor declared, pointing to the untouched me and five for clear evidence.

"Oh...really? Well then, explain how y/n got that swollen lip, then? Explain that!"

"She don't have a swollen..." The doctor was cut of by Klaus's fist pummeling into my mouth.

Electric waves of pain travelled through my nerves, causing me to wince. I touched my lip, tasting liquid copper, retracting my fingers I saw crimson liquid on them. Five grabbed my hand, analyzing my wound and fingers. Dragging his thumb over my lip. He shot a look at Klaus: sending a death glare.

"Five it's fine, honestly!" I lied

"Oh! You are going to fucking pay for touching her! You're never going to hear the end of this Klaus" Five exploded, clenching his jaw and grinding his teeth. His fists turned to balls; nails digging into his palms.

"I want it. Now! The Name and information, please" Klaus ordered.

"You're a psycho!" Shrieked the doctor.

"Trust me you got no idea"

Klaus looked down at a picture of the doctor and his dog on his desk. "Aww you like dogs!? That's so cute"

Before the doctor could reply, Klaus smashed the glass frame against his forehead. He yelled out in a great amount of pain.

"God, that fucking hurt!" Klaus reprimanded. His hand held onto his head; blood slowly trickled down his forehead.

"I'm calling secur..."

Before the doctor could finish, Klaus snatched the phone from the doctor. A man answered on the line, his voice deep; brittle.

"What the hell are you doing!?" the doctor spat.

"There's been an assault...in Mr. Big's office. We need security, now. Shnell!" Klaus shouted down the line, then smashed the phone back onto its holder.

"This is absolute chaos" I whispered to five, nudging his arm.

"We need to get the fuck out now" he hissed. I looked down, his fists were still clenched.

"Now, here's what's gonna happen, Grant..."

"It's...umm...Lance" he mumbled.

"In approximately 90 seconds, security guards are gonna burst through that door. They're gonna see a whole lot of blood and commotion, then they're gonna wonder what the hell happened in here. So we're gonna tell them that you beat the shit out of us all. Oh I'm going to be haunted by the beatings for weeks, months even. I've even got a councillor lined up" Klaus seethed dramatically. "I can see it now. Just how well you're going to do in prison, Grant. Trust me I've been there...a few times actually. Little piece of chicken like you, you're going to get passed around like a... you're gonna do great. That's all I'm saying, I wish you well!"