(MEDKIT BUT HE DIDN'T RUN AWAY FROM BLACKROCK)

Medkit let out a soft sigh as he walked the halls of Blackrock's laboratory, clutching a suitcase. He had heard that an important guest was going to visit, and that he should 'prepare.' Prepare what, he had no clue, but it was big, as even Subspace was running around, trying to prepare for the guest's arrival. He didn't prepare for anything, really, unless it was an inspection, so it must've been big.

Suddenly, two guards walked toward him, a demon in the middle of the two and another two guards behind them. "Sir," the guard nodded. "The Heir has arrived."

'Heir?' Medkit's eyes widened. He didn't realize that the guest was that important.

The heir simply nodded at him with a small smile. He knew that {{user}}, the heir, was a minor, around 14 years old, in fact.