[h2]Nocturnia’s Underground[/h2][hr]The Shadows coiled around the candles that flickered the small amount of light in the area.
Light was uncommon here, many of the Black Web cult lived in darkness; they adapted to it easily. The Doctor gave them a ‘gift’ of sorts to see in the dark; which was visible by the black scars around their eyes.

The Midnight Man had dropped the Doctor and his daughter off at a small entrance to the underground. The Doctor agreed to the terms of having some of the Midnight Mans’ men watch the experiment with Webb.
It would be lovely to have more people to experience the greatness that was coming from the darkness.

But that would need to wait. They had a job to do.
The Doctor left Mia to tend to the flock for the night, he grabbed the five best scientists within his cult and started to head to the lab. He told his daughter to not bother him, and not to worry if she heard screams; and to tell the flock that the screams will be a good sign.

They [i]would[/i] be a good sign, a sign that his flock were giving their humanity for the greater cause. The greater [i][b]chaos[/b][/i].
There was a Hunger in his stomach for chaos, he believed it was from the [b]spider[/b] hidden in the darkness that he was worshipping - Little did he know it came from something [i]even worse[/i].

He would need to work through the night with his men, ensuring they were pumped through with caffeine and other drugs to ensure they weren’t touched by fatigue. He needed as many hands for what he needed to do.
The strange man who said he was connected to a hidden beast had given him medical papers; notes and diagrams, ways to enhance the human body in more ways than he could have envisioned.
He tasked his scientists to carry out what was on the paper, ensuring they followed everything properly and drilled it into their minds that they needed to implant the Hunger Gems as well.

The Doctor, on the other hand, was focused on [i]his[/i] projects.
[i]His[/i] horrors.
He knew he’d be rendered to a wheelchair tomorrow for the war, pushing his body to produce the shadows to give him more ability to cut, sew, shred and much more to the (often unwilling) patients he had laid out on the table.

The screams echoed loudly through the shadows of the Undercity of Nocturnia. They wouldn’t be heard by those above; muffled by shadows, rubble and whatever other horrible creatures lurked within the points of the land where people barely set foot.
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Mia flinched as she heard another scream echo through the tunnels, she had finished her sermon and made sure that the flock knew that if they heard the screams, it was nothing to worry about.

She knew the truth, she [i]knew[/i] what her father was doing. She shuddered as the scream slowly petered out - either the lungs lost the air to scream, or the patient lost the ability to scream.
Mia continued to walk the tunnels in the darkness, using her hand to know where she was going against the wall. Her father would never think to do such horrible things to his daughter just so she could see in the dark; the flock was disposable, Mia was not.

Not that he didn’t touch her with a scalpel. Mia was revered by her father as his ‘greatest creation’; many would believe it was because he sired her - why would a father dare put his daughter under the knife of chaos, where the possibility of death was much higher than the possibility of survivability.

She shuddered as she moved her free hand to gently trace a faint scar up the back of her neck and to her hair line, she shook her head. This wasn’t the time to lament on what had happened.
She had to focus on what was going to happen.
A war.
A [i]horrible, terrible[/i] war.

Mia slowly stopped as she got to where she wanted to me, a dimly lit area; lamps and candles keeping away the shadows from the large, obsidian statue of a large spider figure.
Mia breathed out shakily, she always came here with her father, but… This was the first time she had been here on her own.

[b]”Alkerua.”[/b] She spoke softly to the statue, feeling the eyes of the spider staring directly at her. [b]”I do not have anything to offer you like my father normally does, organs have been kept for the soldiers.”[/b] She moved to awkwardly sit down on the ground in front of the statue. [b]”But I wanted to come and ask you for luck. I can only ask for my fathers safety in tomorrows war; he seems… excited to show his prowess, but I worry he’s being too rash.”[/b]
Mia’s sentence slowly stopped as she stayed in silence for a moment. She listened to everything around her as she closed her eyes, there was another echoing scream; deeper in the tunnels.

The sound of crunching metal, the swears of scientists in fear and annoyance; the flatlines of a heart monitor. She shuddered, the memories would always flood her mind whenever she was alone.
[sub][color=green][b]”Fear not, young one.”[/b][/color][/sub] A soft voice echoed through her head, causing Mia to gasp and open her eyes; the lamps and candles had suddenly turned off as the shadows seemed to reach over Mia like comforting hands.
[sub][color=green][b]”I have been watching you. I cannot offer luck, but I can offer Chaos; as you know. Your father will live to see the Spiderling again… I assure you.”[/b][/color][/sub]

[b]”Alkerua…”[/b] Mia gasped in the darkness, she felt a strange feeling as if slender hands gently held her in place; stroking against her skin softly, almost motherly.
[sub][color=green][b]”I cannot wait to see you properly; I have missed this cities air. Just keep the Hunger in mind, they are watching as well.”[/b][/color][/sub]

Mia blinked and the lamps and candles seemed to burst into light again, there was silence around her as the shadows seemed to have disappeared. The Hunger? What was the Great Spider talking about?

Only time would tell….