Chapter 84 - Black Immune

Three Days Later

Section Three

Ghoul Investigators Headquarters (GIH)

*Loud Beeping Monitor Machine*

Lorna groans slowly opening her eyes, blinking her eyelashes as her eyes adjust to the newfound bright lights around. She groans once more weakly looking around her, she was in the agency's special medical facility, on the bed with several types of equipment connected to her.

"You're awake!"

She heard a voice, looking around for the owner, she founds doctor Steve walking towards her with a smile against his lips wearing his white doctor coat.

"Was it that bad?" she asked weakly, referring to the equipment connected to her, it wasn't a pleasant sight.

He made a hmm sound with a thoughtful face, she blinks because the face he made him resemble Liam for a brief second.

"On a scale from 1-10, I say 7" he answers with a smile.

"Did I?" she asked with horror in her eyes fearing what happened after she passed out.

"No Lorna you didn't transform to a Claw, did some analysis and I found no trace of the drug in your system, you bleed them out".

"H-how is that possible?" Lorna asked stern about sitting up but her body shook in pain as she groaned.

"Easy there, you have been out for three days, your body still needs time to recover," He said haste, lying her back down but she refused.

"How is it possible?" she asks once more not caring about her body in pain, she needed answers, the need for them was what was keeping her sane right now.

"You're immune Lorna" he confessed.

She blinks in confusion, she didn't expect that.

"Immune?"

"Yes immune like how a body does to disease" he shrugs like it was nothing but to Lorna it felt odd.

"I know. I'm quite aware of the word immune but is it possible to be immune to a drug that turns every human or drug addict out there into a Claw?" Lorna asked finding it hard to believe, what makes her different from the immune to sort a drug?

"There's nothing wrong in begin immune to a deadly drug, it's scientifically possible just how being immune to some certain virus is, we can say yours is more of luck" he explained.

Lorna felt eased a bit mentally cursing herself for overreacting, was she scared of something else?

"I think I will go with luck, it's the only thing reasonable than the other," she said weakly sighing as dizziness found her body.

"You still have to rest your body, it needs to heal after fighting the drug" he adds with a smile.

Lorna forced a smile, laying her head back down, as she closed her eyes groaning, drifting off to sleep. Steve's expression changed in less than a second, his eyes shaking a bit before walking away leaving her to rest, he opens the door shutting it behind him.

Barbra stood there, her back leaning against the wall, her arms folded.

"Well?" she asked with an unreadable expression.

"It's not possible to be immune to this drug, the contents it holds have a strong mixture that can transform whoever take the drug, a human it would transform, for a ghoul it would be immediate death because of the Claws lying dominant inside ghouls already" he explains adjusting his glasses.

"I see," she said in thought, she faced Steve.

"Burn the reports, write it out as another medical report, come up with something but not the actual reports, I don't want anyone finding out," she said sternly before walking out, her heels sounding as she left.

A few distances away Chase was behind a wall listening to their every conversation, an unreadable expression against his feature, he turns as his eyes lands on Steve and what made him suspicious the more was the dark smirk pressed against Steve's lips, it was like he had just caught himself a golden castle, his eyes shining in amusement he couldn't contain.

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Outskirts Of The City 

Silver-lining Manor 

"Liam!" Iris called walking into his empty apartment, for the past three days now it has been hard to get a glimpse of him, a minute he's there and then he disappears, it was like he was a ghost in his organization and she was worried because weird behavior started right after the ball, he left her alone out there only to be back to the manor and then saw him, right after that he's been acting strange.

Iris sighs walking around the living room, she just wishes she could just see him and talk to him maybe find out what's wrong.

"He's not her" a voice came in, she turns towards the entrance of the apartment and found Sean standing by the door, hands in his pocket.

"He's around don't worry" he sighs.

"Just not in one place at the time" he adds.

"Well have you talk to him or something maybe finds out what's wrong?" she asks worriedly.

Sean looks away running his fingers in his hair.

"You know something don't you," Iris said without a doubt noticing his uneasiness.

"Sean!" she hissed walking up to him.

"I think it has to do with that agent that looks like Riley" he confessed.

Iris halts her steps instantly, she clears her throat shrugging her shoulder.

"Well that's understandable but that doesn't mean it's all about her, she can't be the reason he's acting all strange and distant" she reasons.

Sean made a face.

"It is then," she said sternly.

"Yes, Iris".

She huffs looking away.

"What does this agent have to do with him huh?" she folded her arms facing him.

"About a week ago, Liam said he has his trump card".

"Trump card?"

"Yes because this agent Lorna is the niece of Barbra Jones, Liam's mortal enemy," he said sternly and then sighs.

"He intends on using her to get to Barbra"

"Then that's good because it's a solid plan" she reasons.

"Yes it is but I feel this is turning into something more than using her and it won't end well for him or our organization".