Six's Mind

It was so weird, I found him in the forest behind my property. From afar it just looked like a pile of leaves and underbrush, but when I got closer I found the freaking mess of the little kid. So bloody. I was a little pissed not gonna lie. I was tempted to leave it there but then that would attract unwanted creatures and things so I dragged him inside. I couldn't really tell if he was alive or not at the time, but it didn't really matter, I had planned to cut him up anyway.  I put him up on my operating table. I sort of tried to clean up some of the blood,  but also that didn't really matter too much either. I usually take a second to examine my subjects before I dissect them, but I didn't really care too much about this one. I didn't even know him. I was just about to make my first cut when I finally got a good look at him.  He was kinda cute or something. I'm not sure, but I felt like I couldn't cut him open anymore. He was still breathing, but barely. I felt like maybe I should try and save him, besides it seemed like a fun challenge. 

It was a really hard process. I don't really remember most of it due to the unhealthy amount of alcohol and energy drinks I consumed. Ehh may have also made a few unnecessary cuts and things by accident. I don't know. I passed out after I saw he had stabilized. Then I woke up to horrible bloody screaming it was terrible. He was shaking the whole damn table, good thing I had him strapped down. He kept asking where he was and why he couldn't see and screaming for help and blah blah. I injected him with some anesthesia shit to make the thing shut up. I kinda wished I had just killed him when I had the chance. I passed out shortly after he finally went under again. 

When I woke up later he was still sleeping. He looked so peaceful, but I did notice his eye glow was gone, he couldn't see. He WAS blind. Which merited the screaming. I felt really... something. I guess I felt bad? The Lumieran eye is just so complicated and delicate, I didn't know how to fix it. All I had to help the pain was ice, so I did what I could and had a few creams to put on the open wounds, wrapped them up, that sort of thing. I couldn't really tell if he was awake at the time, but definitely breathing so that was good. He was pretty and had really soft skin. Even with his hands all scraped and cut up, they were still so wonderfully soft. He made me feel less and more at the same time. A couple days passed and he didn't say anything or eat anything, I was kinda angry I had spent all that time trying to keep alive and for what?! I didn't really know what to do, but when I went to check on him one time I heard sobbing and when I entered the lab I startled him. His eyes were still closed. I'm not very good at the whole "sympathy" thing, but I kinda tried this one time. I went to him and I put my hand on him and I told him he was going to be alright. He just sniffled. 

"So, who are you?" I asked.