Seed of Dreams, Root of Evil.

Paring: Professor James Moliarty (OC)/Bushroot.

Type: Romance/General.

Number of Chapters: 7 or 9. (This is Ch. 4)

Chapter Name: Conversing About the Past.

Bushroot had stopped dreaming. His eyes opened and he wiggled his fingers in order to get rid of the cramps he had. Bushroot then pushed back the covers and put his hand up to his mouth and yawned. He was still tired even though he had slept like a log. He felt weak even though his physical wounds had begun to heal a finite amount.

Bushroot sighed. He needed water and sunlight. Then he noticed the shafts of light coming from a window of foot away from his bed. He turned his body toward the left side of the bed and put his feet on the ground. The floor was slightly cool and yet Bushroot didn't really care. He tried to stand up but it legs would not cooperate. He fell to the floor with a crash.

The door to be guest room opened quickly as Moliarty ran towards Bushroot with a look of surprise and worry.

Moliarty looked at Bushroot and said "are you all right?"

"Oh sure I like this nice cold floor; it's wonderful down here" Bushroot replied with sarcasm.

Moliarty picked him up and put him on the bed. He said "it looks like you won't be able to walk for a little while."

Bushroot groaned "yep."

"If you want I can bring you the paper and some water." Moliarty mentioned.

Bushroot smiled slightly "I don't really read the paper and sacrifice what I would like some water… preferably a big jug full."

"I will see what I can do" he then left.

A few minutes later he returned with a 5 pound jog of water and a straw which were both made out of an organic material. Moliarty said "here you go."

Bushroot replied "thank you."

The room was quiet for a few minutes as Moliarty watched Bushroot drink the large jug of water dry. Moliarty smiled and said "my, my, my; you were thirsty weren't you."

Bushroot nodded.

Moliarty said "so why don't you tell me about yourself? You know in order to pass the time."

Bushroot sighed," very well I was born in the late 90s my parents were Joshua and Rachel Reginald. My earliest memories are all of me working in the garden with my parents. My mother was a botanist my father was a professor of Agriculture at a nearby farming community. I never did care much for people. Unlike unlike people plants couldn't yell at you call you "anorexic", or the "stick duck." When I entered high school I realized I had a talent in botany so when I went to college that's what I got my masters degree in. At the time (thanks to my critically acclaimed dissertation on the possibility for the genetic creation of a high yield, large sized, very adaptable, good tasting version of commonly eaten fruits and vegetables) I was viewed as an up-and-coming botanist with tremendous potential. Then I started working at St. Canrnard University where I and several other colleagues worked on my idea of a species of plants that would help wipe out famine all across the world."

As Bushroot paused for a moment Moliarty said "I'm impressed, I had no idea that you were involved in such an ambitious project."

Bushroot smiled, "thank you for your kind words."

He then continued… "Among my associates on the project were Dr. Rhoda Dendron, Dr. Gary, and Dr. Larson. However due to intense bullying and disruptions caused by Dr. Gary and Dr. Larson the project was abandoned. However the two scientists continued to work on the on the ends of the project which was the creation of fruits and vegetables back could survive in almost any climate and fruits and vegetables in that war three times their normal size. They did this merely to show me up.

After that I begin to work on a way to initiate photosynthesis in animals as a way to compensate for my former projects failure. My only source of comfort through this time was Dr. Rhoda Dendron who protected me from the vet really and occasionally physically abusive actions of my two rivals Dr. Gary, and Dr. Larson. Then my project started to run out of funding at high was forced to become my own guinea pig. The rest you probably already know."

Moliarty's eyes looked at Bushroot with a bizarre combination of the sympathy and slight disgust. Moliarty said "well I can sympathize with your plight that is still no excuse for taking a live without proper cause. No matter how much pain you received from Dr. Gary, and Dr. Larson you still have no excuse for killing in cold blood. There are many other things you could have done with your new powers. The mere fact that your formula worked should have made those two jerks looks like complete fools."

Bushroot looked at the floor in shame. He muttered to himself "I know that now. Oh how I know that now. I do not deserve any kindness."

Moliarty looked at Bushroot with disgust and said "I don't like what you tried to do to Dr. Rhoda Dendron either one of these days I think you should find her and apologize to her for your actions?"

Bushroot felt a tear fall from his left eyen and said "I will try. I will make it up to her for my past crimes."

Moliarty sat down next to him.

"Perhaps you will get a chance some other time but for now you need to have something to eat and eventually rest up and get better then we can talk about ways you can find self-fulfillment by helping others, OK?" Moliarty offered.

Bushroot murmured "OK."

Moliarty then left his guest to ponder their second conversation.

End of Chapter 4.