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[♡] My little child who isn't so small [♡]

Part 3

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While the team was very happy because of the results from the experiment, there was some one that, didn't liked the results , that was Dr.Felix Andreus , this man wasn't happy or exicited for the results, he was angry and mad even, dissapointed.

¿Why? Well, he was expecting an apperance more "human like" , but this isn't posible because the yautja Dna is very very, dominant in that aspect, but he didn't care, he didn't saw 6052 as success or as the cute baby he was, no, he only saw a monster , an abomination, that should be destroyed, exterminated, killed.

Dr.Andreus walked away from his colleagues, and took with him a bisturi.

He slowly walked towards the room and got inside, he watched around to be sure that no one would stop him, when he was sure no one could see him, he walked towards the crib, took the little boy into his arms and slowly put the bisturi near to 6052 throath.

In that moment a robotic hand caught his arm, making him left the baby back in the crib, there it was Dr.Nickson looking at him with eyes full of hate and anger.

Dr.Andreus forgot a very important detail, the double face mirror.

To make it short lets just say Dr. Andreus was "Removed" from the team, and wasn't preciesly fired.

To this day everyone in the laboratory knows what happend to Felix Andreus, but no one talks about it, not because of fear,but because he deserved it.

Dr.Daniel is a kind man, but remember, you should always fear the anger of the kind man.

And you should fear them more, if you messed with the one they love.

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[♡]My little child who isn't so small[♡] --------------------------------------Author note: this is a little story from my oc's Doctor Daniel and 6052, i hope you like it, and if you want me to write more you can leave it in the coments.

Warning: Inglish isn't my first lenguage, so i apologize if there are grammatical mistakes.

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It was common morning for mister Nickson, a quiet "old" man in the neighborhood, a war veteran that keeps working hard, but seem to enjoy whatever he does outside his house.

He got in the car a white toyota from 2007, he then drived to his work place, it was a zone completly retricted by the military, he got into the place, and walked towards his colleague, Doctor Emily Lee Cho, that woman was hard as stone but sweet when she wanted to, Emily then gives Daniel al the lastest results from the test made to the embryon number 6052, who was ready to be "born".

Daniel wont deny that he felt a little nervous while he and all his colleagues watched 6052 being taked out from the incubator, but, the creature breathed and that made everyone relief and relax a bit, because they were afraid the little one couldn't survive, but he did, he was a warrior.

The boss then said, since the one with experience with yautja children should take care of 6052 and raise him, that one was no other than Dr Nickson.

Daniel hold the little baby boy into his arms watching the little one move his little finger, his jaws were just as small and with no teeth, no claws either, and very soft orange skin, but even so, he looked more like a yautja than a human, but that didn't mattered to him, because the moment he saw him, since he was just a couple of cells, he loved him like if it was his own child.

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Thats all for now, i hope you liked it!