⟡ Kalim Al-Asim ⟡ {Experimented Au}

When Kalim was born, he was known as the pride of his family, as a miracle in the depths of his families despair, but that didn't last for long…….once he turned 3 his family sold him to some unknown company…and alongside him the child of their "servants", they werent cruel of course, they paid extra to keep him well treated from among other subjects, to have a privilege amongst those in the same situation….

But having privileges didn't save you from the pain they inflict or the emotional conflict of betrayal constantly on your back….

At the age of 5 Kalim had learned quickly that he was treated differently, he tried to bring his treatment among others but it never worked, he just received blank glances from the people in white coats…..besides him the only person he knew and appreciated was subject 314….Jamil, he always prote ted him whenever he got in trouble or caused a scene.

That always earned him a few beatings and some strange liquid kalim didn't understand, but he sure hated it, it always made jamil hurt and he didn't like seeing him in pain….at the age of 10 Kalim had almost befriended half of the staff he now knew where called lab workers, he wasn't happy all the time but it was the only thing he thought he knew to do in serious situations.

At the age of 12 Kalim was being injected different things that made him woozy, fuzzy and made his stomach churn, he hated the feeling, he thought it wasn't fair, but he didn't say anything….

At the age of 13 Kalim had learned his first betrayal……a lab worker had told him that if he did everything correctly that they wouldn't inject him with anything that hurt…..he did as told….so why is it that even after all of that….the injection hurt anyways?…….he felt a piece of his fragile hope drip into an invisible abyss he didn't know existed….

He told himself he must of misheard, that maybe the worker meant something else and he didn't notice! Yes that must have been it……so each time after they promised something….and it turned out to be something else entirely….his smile faltered and cracked with gentle force…..

Kalim didn't mind tho…at least his best friend was still truthful towards him! Helping him, protecting him…..taking his punishments……………so why…..did his heart hurt so? Whenever he saw him look his way……..the way Jamils eyes where cold when he looked at Kalim….the way he glared at him as he was injected for taking the punishment that kalim had won……why is it….why is it that whenever kalim looked at jamil with the last bit of warmth he had he was met with a big wall of static that made his hearing fuzzy and his mind go blank……..

At the age of 15 Kalim had known betrayal like the back of his hand…..the hope inside him was dimmed into a small source of light that scurried away at every lie he was told so it wouldn't diminish….ome day he was talking to Jamil, his movements slow but still animatedly happy in their own twisted way….

He was mid-conversation when a worker grabbed kalim by his arm and dragged him away harshly, Kalims smile faltered….his heart stopped for a moment…and as he looked up towards Jamil, he was met with a cold stare again…..turns out he was being sold…..when he was placed in front of his new "owner" he was trembling like a leaf, his face gave off the sick cold dread that befell on him, he looked up at the person and tho he was trembling he gave a small smile…

"Um……..sir….you have…yo-….uou have a really nice bag…."

The man in front of him knelt down to Kalims level, his face a mask of pure blankness changed into a sickening eary grin that stretched wide, he pulled the bag in front of kalims face and chuckled.

You like it?…good…..cuz it's where I'm shoving you inside and taking you home with me

Kalim's mind froze, a cold drop of sweat dripped down his forehead and a sense of dread coarse through his body, he slowly shook his head and took a step back, then again and again till his body touched the wall behind him…

"No….please….i don't- I- I can't.….."

The words died in his throat, and just as everything was about to finalize a worker spoke hurriedly.

Wait! We can't sell him yet! Here on the contract of when he was sold says we can't sell him till his 18…..

A sense of relief passed through Kalims body, his shaking hands held the wall behind him like a lifeline, he saw the workers fight in front of him with the one who had bought him, it went in for a while, but Kalim didn't listen to a single word…it wasn't till his eyes landed on Jamil who was being dragged towards the man that he reacted.

He pushed off from the wall and tried to reach towards him.

"No wait! You can't take him! His my best friend! Please no no no!"

It was useless tho…it had been decided…Jamil would take his place….and he had no say in it…..He kept reaching out towards Jamil, desperate to at least be useful for once and save him instead of the other way around, but yet it happened again, when they made eye contact his heart ached….like a throb that couldn't be cured no matter how much you tried to heal it…static coursed through his mind making him fuzzy…. his body went still, and all Kalim could do was watch the events as if they where outside of his body….

But then Jamil spoke…..his voice echoing through Kalims mind like a paper being read out loud….

"I hate you……Ive always hated you…..your stupid and naive…..and you don't care if the people around you get hurt…….it was never fair to me….knowing that I could have had a loving family if it weren't for your parents selling you….and putting me in the package of their stupidity………I hate you and I hope you live with that knowledge till we meet again….if we ever do meet of course…."

Kalims mind went blank……and that small drop of hope that he had left dripped down into the abyss that was eating at him all this time…..his eyes dulled and the hand that was reaching for kalim was pulled back….he looked at the ground and nodded while being led towards his room again….

On that day………on that day Kalim had faced his biggest betrayal yet…..and as time went on he knew he would never heal…..

As days passed they turned into weeks, wich slowly turned into months and months turned into years…..Kalim was going through the motions of his daily life like a motionless doll in which his strings where being pulled…..he woke up got cleaned since that was also a privilege he had that not many where getting, went into the labs, got injected with a bunch of junk he didn't care to know their names, ate, get I ejected again, wash up again, sleep and repeat.

When Kalim finally turned 18 he was of course auctioned, yet the mere thought of it didn't make Kalim flinch, instead it brought a deep sense of relief, maybe finally he'd be able to go back with Jamil and properly apologize for being stupid….for not noticing everything he had done that hurt him….

Once he was placed in the cage and the red curtains where pulled back he sighed and breathed in the atmosphere that just wanted to swallow him whole….the people around whispered and spoke, but still he didn't care, couldn't care, he wasn't able to hear their voices at all…..in fact he couldn't hear anything but the echoing words haunting him from Jamil ever since that day….

Look at him…his so well retained~

Another voice cut in, sickeningly sweet

Do you think he was bought off from a wealthy family? Oh! We could make a fortune if we get him back to them!

Yet another voice cut in

I mean your not wrong…but look at him…would younoass up such a body back to the people who sold him? I'd rather keep him, and take care of him myself…..

Kalims eyes lifted, tho he couldn't hear their words since they where muffled by his brain he could hear bits and pieces….he sighed and gave a small laugh….So this is how it is? Being sold…..and not knowing your fate….so this is how he felt….

Kalim glanced around once more, looking at the people who seemed too unimportant in his mind to care for faces, till his eyes landed on you you weren't speaking….you weren't joining in on their sickening words….you where just there…staring at him…like a forbidden jewel that wasn't polished enough and you just wanted to clean it and purify it….

Kalim gasped his body trembling as he crawled back onto the cages wall, he couldn't hold your gaze, it was too much….too nice…too pure for him…..he didn't deserve it!….he couldn't...not after everything….he pulled his knees to his chest and buried his face on them…he didn't deserve such a stare….

A male voice cut through the crowd, it's voice beaming with joy

Apologies for the wait! This specimen here is very well defined and is of perfect quality! Well start off the hid at 500Mil!

Everyone gasped and went silent…and slowly a roar of voices boomed with bids

*Ill go for 550Mil!!

No! I'll go for 800Mil!

It kept rising…and rising….

I bid 1.5Bil for him!!

Everyone went silent and looked towards the voice….it was and old woman with a stare that could cut glass

Very well! 1.5Bil! For the respectable lady in the back!

Going once!

Get this over with…..please

Going Twice!

I just want to die…..I don't deserve to be alive….

Going Thrice!

I deserve this…….suddenly a Voice cut through the auction holders last verdict, calm and commanding in its way

Ill Bid 5Bil…..and that's final

The sound of finalization resounded across the room

Sold for 5Bil!!!

Kalim looked up shocked and shaking, he looked at you…..and in that moment, the previous static that was in his mind shattered like a broken window…..

He was placed in his cell again, free to roam, but all he did was sit at the far corner of the room waiting and seeing when you'd enter those doors….and once you finally did….his body tensed, his back pushed a bit farther back into the wall as if trying to mend himself with it, he raised a shaking hand and spoke with a small voice

"Please….Dont touch me…. I've been betrayed enough already…"