The Great Conspiracy

Evieced, Tracorii, and Iteron have pages. This takes place in Dystopian Pyrrhia.
== Chapter 1 ==
Evieced walked in between the containment rooms. At least, that’s what they were called. Evieced always thought of them as prison cells.
His uncle, Tracorii, walked in front of him much more surely, while Evieced always shuddered when they passed another pair of cells, hearing the mental wails of the test subjects.
Evieced said, “I’m worried about the ethics of doing this.”
Tracorii said, “The ethics is that it’s going to be done, so we should make a profit off it.”
Tracorii stopped and leaned in the direction of a cell, seemingly studying it. Evieced inched closer and saw the label: #E009 “Fluorine”. Through many layers of glass and plastic, he could see that the other side of the glass-and-plastic door was corroded.
“What did you say this glass was coated with, again?” asked Evieced.
“Polyfluoroethylene. It’s very unreactive and very slippery,” Tracorii said. “See that the corrosion is in the shape of claw marks? Fluorine probably scratched it off and then used her venom.”
Evieced looked, and saw that the corrosion was indeed in the shape of claw marks.
A pale yellow RainWing then ran up to the glass from the other side and rammed into it. The many layers of plastic protected and absorbed the shock, so only the already-damaged other side cracked.
Tracorii pressed his radio communicator. He said into the microphone, “We have a damaged sheet of glass in #E009’s room. #E009 is trying to break out. Over.” He took his talon off the transmitter and said to Evieced, “You have a few minutes of free time. Go do whatever you want.”
Evieced wordlessly ran through the hallways, ignoring the thoughts of the test subjects, and into his little inventor's room. He reached for a piece of metal as he heard his cousin’s voice behind him, “Evieced, why are you here? I thought that today you were supposed to be helping Dad.”
Evieced said to Iteron, “Fluorine is trying to escape. Again.”
“Ahh,” said Iteron. “What are you working on?”
“My positron rifle,” said Evieced. “I’m still working on the superheater.”
“Why don’t you ask for this stuff?” asked Iteron, starting to smile amusedly. “It’s hard to build an H-bomb out of stuff you find lying on the ground.”
“They think I ask about things too much already. I don’t want to imagine their reactions if I start asking for things.”
“That would be funny.”
Evieced groaned. “Not for me.”
“What do you do when you aren’t inventing or following Dad around?”
“Mostly thinking about how bad the test subjects have it.”
Iteron’s smile faded. “I’ve honestly never thought about them.”
Evieced sighed. “Can I have some alone time?”
“Sure.”
Iteron walked out of the room, leaving Evieced to his thoughts.
Evieced waited for some time, but Tracorii never came back. Since it was now the time that Evieced would be released from training, he decided that he would be done for the day.
Evieced picked up a few things and walked out of the room and around a few corners, to a place where no one ever went, because it was never needed. He went into a dark hallway, behind the cells. There was only one dragon in one of these cells. Officially, her name was #R054 Imperia, but she and Evieced called her Passion.
Evieced knocked at the back of her cell twice fast, once slow, once fast, and quickly stepped back. A section of metal wall liquified and glowed orange, and dribbled down, to form a small hole. The metal solidified and a blue eye looked at him from the other side.
“I brought flowers,” said Evieced, holding out a small, messy bouquet.
The eye drew back to let him see her whole body. She was a dull red in some places and a bright orange in others, with pink underscales and bound wings. Each test subject had an unusual power. Passion’s was super hot controllable firescales.
She pushed her snout through to sniff the flowers, and said, “Thank you.” She brought her snout back into her cell, and peered through with her blue eye again.
“What’s it like living in these cells?” asked Evieced.
Passion replied after some thought, “It’s not as bad as it could be, but not as good as it could be either. I get food and water just handed to me, but I get my privacy invaded on a regular basis, and I can’t get much exercise.”
“Do you think you’ll ever be free?” asked Evieced.
“You would know better than me,” Passion said sadly.
Evieced hung his head down. Enough words were said. He took a machine and said, “Bye.” and started to seal up the hole with it. This cell was made of tungsten, with no glass, but the back wall was replaced by Evieced with tantalum, a similar metal with a lower melting point, for Passion to be able to melt through it. Evieced had been urging Passion to escape, but she never did.
Evieced finished, and sighed. He walked back to his home, which wasn’t too far from his inventor’s room. He saw that it was dinnertime, so he sat at the table. Tracorii was already there. He said, “I couldn’t find you here or at your inventor’s place. Where were you?”
Evieced gulped. Tracorii was suspicious.
Evieced searched Tracorii's mind and said, “I was taking a walk around the laboratory.”
Tracorii said, “Okay.”
Evieced cleaned his plate and went to his room. He started to write down stories about dragons going on adventures until he couldn’t keep his eyes open and fell asleep on his bed.
==Chapter 2==
Another day, another walk through the facility. Tracorii had told him to come to his first meeting, where everyone discussed the state of the test subjects, which test subjects were no longer useful and should be terminated, and what new genetic variations they could come up with. Evieced had stayed silent, only gathering information.
He hadn't paid much attention to what the scientists were actually saying, but he could tell that almost all of them were unhappy with their current lives and were fearful of the government that had hired them and could order them executed in a heartbeat.
When he did a secondary walk around the facility with his uncle, Evieced thought about what he said the day before. "Why is it going to be done?" Evieced asked. Evieced followed the trails of thought in Tracorii's mind, and Tracorii said, "Because it is."
Evieced saw that really, he didn't want to think about it and only keep his job as Head Scientist. Evieced dropped the topic.
Night had fallen, and Evieced had eaten dinner. He waited until Tracorii and Iteron were asleep, double-checking with his mind reading, and slipped away.
This house was part of the facility. Anyone who worked here, lived here. Evieced navigated the hallways with ease in the dark, thanks to his night vision and memorizing the route.
Evieced stopped at the same section of wall and did their four-knock code again. A rather large section of it melted away, to reveal Passion smiling at him. Evieced sat down.
"Hard day today?" she asked.
"No harder than usual," Evieced said.
"Come on, I know that look," Passion said, stepping through and sitting down next to Evieced.
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