Chaotic

Who's Eye?

"What I've survived, what we've survived, might kill you."

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Elisa sat next to Klaus in a bright white office. Five was standing and leaning on the doctor's desk. As the doctor spoke, he had a permanent scowl on his face.

"As I said to your son earlier, any information about the prosthetics we build is strictly confidential. Without the client's consent, I simply can't help you."

Five narrowed his eyes. "Well, we can't get consent if you don't give us a name."

The doctor shrugged. "Well, that's not my problem."

Elisa sighed as the two of them went back and forth for awhile. Klaus turned to her and winked before turning back to the doctor.

"And what about my consent?" Klaus demanded.

The doctor frowned in confusion. "Excuse me?"

Klaus continued on with his little rant. "Who gave you permission to lay your hands...on my son?" He pretended to tear up. Elisa gave a small smile of amusement.

She walked over to Five and looked him over. "I am so sorry this man hurt you."

Five gave her a sweet smile before glowering at the doctor. "What?"

Klaus pointed at Five and narrowed his eyes at the doctor. "Oh, you heard me."

"I didn't touch your son." The doctor said.

"Oh, really?" Klaus asked sarcastically. "Then how did he get that swollen lip, then?"

Elisa shot Five a look, telling him that it'd be okay. Klaus turned to him and punched him in the face. Five's hand reached to his bleeding lip and glared at Klaus.

Klaus looked back at the doctor. "I want it. Name, please. Now."

The doctor's eyes widened. "You're crazy."

Klaus let out a laugh. "You have no idea." He picked up a snow globe and looked at it. "'Peace on earth'. That's so sweet." He then proceeded to smash the snow globe against his head, causing shards to fly everywhere. Elisa frowned at him, seeing the blood run down his forehead.

"God, that hurt!" Klaus cried.

The doctor reached towards the phone, and Elisa waved her hand, causing the phone to fall to the ground. "Nice try."

Klaus picked up the phone from the ground and shouted for help. He then looked up at the doctor. "Now, here's what gonna happen, Grant."

"I-it's Lance."

Klaus ignored the guy. "In about 60 seconds, two security guards are gonna burst through that door and they're gonna see a whole lot of blood, and they're gonna wonder, 'What the hell happened?'" Five shot the doctor a smug smirk.

Klaus then pretended to start sobbing. "And we're gonna tell them that you...beat the shit out of us." He stood up straight and smiled. "You're gonna do great in prison, Grant."

Elisa glanced at the guy. "Pretty sure he's been there before."

"Little piece of chicken like you. Oh, my God, you're gonna get passed around like a..." He struggled to think of the words before he said, "...little bitch. Yeah, yeah. You're just-you're gonna do great. That's all I'm saying."

The doctor narrowed his eyes in disbelief, still staring at Klaus. "Jesus; you are a real sick bastard."

"Thank you." Klaus answered.