Chapter 2
Three years later
“Control it you stupid brat” The guard yells as I start running trying to shift while running.
It doesn’t how much I say that doing that hurts, it doesn’t matter how much pain I am in. They want me to be the best and all they have done is cause hurts and sadness.
“Hit it harder? I thought you were a demon?”
“Send your shadow to the other side of the room”
“No not that side, the other side”
“What can’t to create fire”
“What is the point in having you if you can’t do anything”
“ARGH! We should have killed you years ago”
The comments keep coming, the yell, scream and say mean things and everyday it hurts more and more. The pain in trying to achieve what they want, it hurts me.
I feel the first tear slip down my face and I try to wipe it away before anyone can see it as all it is going to do it make the pain worse.
As the bell rings signalling the end of the day, I continue to try until the guard walks out of the room. I learnt the hard way that if I stopped early or when the guard was still around that it would make the pain worse.
“Clean up and get too medical” Another guard barks from the left. I drag my feet as I move towards the lab. I am not allowed to shower until they say and I am not allowed to breath until they tell me. I am number seven and this is my life. There was another, number six she was mean and also very strong. But a few months ago, they sent her out into the world again and she managed to kill the enemy and then she turned on the guards killing nearly all of them. They eventually killed her but not before she managed to kill a majority of their people.
“Seven get on the bed” The doctor barks as I stand in the doorway of the lab. I hate this building; I hate this room and mostly I hate this doctor. I swore that if I ever made it out of here that he would be my first target. I feel my head nod automatically and move towards the bed. It is almost like I can’t control my own body when he talks.
A strap is flung across my chest and I feel them pulling it tight as they continue to strap my arms, legs and head to the bed. I feel a slight pinch of the needle that they slip into my vein and I also feel the fur the pops from my skin covering my body. The doctor hisses and grunts as he tries to take another vial of blood but the fur and skin become almost impossible for the needle to get into my skin.
“Silver” The doctor calls. I feel the slight sting of the silver as it touches my skin and I make a really conscious effort to withdraw some of my fur so that the doctor thinks that it is working. One thing that six taught me is that never let them know your strength or weakness so from that moment on I made a conscious effort never to let the doctor know.
“Test these now, I want result immediately” The doctor all but growls as he thrusts the vials at the nurse standing beside him.
“Yes doctor” the nurse mumbles before turning away and rushing towards the lab next door.
“What are the results on the shifting” the doctor says to the room
“Can’t yet, at least not at will. In self-defence yes but otherwise she is still struggling” one of the guards say as he walks into the room.
“What about other skills?” The doctor barks
“No” the guard replies quietly.
“What an absolute waste, she managed to contain so many supers’ DNA and she still can’t control them. How long has it been?” The doctor mutters as he gives me a disgusted look.
“Three years sir” the nurses and guards mutter
“Such a waste” the doctor growls.
As the nurse comes running back in, I feel the sting of the slap that doctor aimed at my face.
“Sir, DNA is good and growing and getting stronger” The nurse replies with her head down.
“good, get this thing back to her cell. No dinner tonight either. If she can’t do what she is told then no food. Also take her blankets and mattress no comfort at all” The doctor yells as he storms from the room.
“Yes”
“Yes Doctor” the replies sound as I am finally being unstrapped. As they handcuff me and lead me back to my cell. Another tear leaks from my eye as I shuffle myself to my cell.
“Just breathe, don’t make a sound but I take this and eat it with your back towards the wall” the nurse mutters.
I don’t acknowledge her or make any effort that I heard what she is saying. I take the small piece of bread and hide it in the folds of my dress.
Once the door clangs signalling that I am finally alone I sit down with my back against the wall and take small bites of the bread.
At least not all the nurses are mean here, I think to myself as I continue eating my small meal.
“Did you hear that they are opening a portal to the super realm. The doctor wants more DNA to test on seven.”
“I did, though from what the others heard that it will be in a few weeks.”
“ That poor child is going to get more?”
“That seems incredibly mean.”
“ I know, we are all working that day”
“What I am meant to be on Holidays”
“Do we know what super they are going to get?”
“I mean there is a very big chance that she is going to die if he keeps fucking with her DNA”
“I agree”
“I wish better for the small thing”
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