*Tap,Tap,Tap* The Faint clicking of a woman's heels echoed down the dark street, lit only by the glow of the moon. As she walked she slowly rocked the baby in her arms back and forth, Occasionally glancing down at it.
The child was a Girl, Her eyes a vibrant hazel color, looking up curiously as the child's mother walked down the dark road she smiled down at her, Unaware of the shadowy presence that was observing them.
"We're almost home sweetie", The woman said with a cheery smile, Her Green eyes glinting in the moonlight "and then you'll get to see your father for the 1st time". As the woman continued to walk along A shadow dashed forward from a nearby alley and slammed into the woman, Knocking her aside and sending her baby flying. The woman Was knocked Out cold as her child landed on the ground with a soft thump, thankfully protected by the bundle of blankets. Slow deliberate footsteps were heard as the figure walked up to the bundle...
Short Time Skip...
As the child's mother came to she frantically looked around but neither the figure nor her child were anywhere to be seen. Wails were heard throughout death city that night...
At an unknown location
The shadowy figure walked into the dark room and carefully placed the child on the Metal table, By this point the girl was sleeping soundly. She looked so peaceful, The figure thought as she laid her down, so innocent...well, she thought, that was about to change...
As the child slowly awakened and opened her Large hazel eyes, she let out a small yawn and slowly turned her head around curiously. A small flash of light Got her attention and as she looked up she saw a large syringe filled with a Ink black substance being held up in a gloved pale skinned hand attached to an arm with a snake tattoo wrapping around it. "Now just hold still sweetie", the figure said with a cruel smirk, "This will only hurt...A LOT!" The girls small eyes widened and tears started to well up inside her eyes, Before snapping her eyes shut in fear of the sharp needle being stuck into her. However it never happened and as her small eyes re-opened she saw the figure placing the syringe on a metal tray along with other medical instruments. As The figure reached down for a small scalpel the child's eyes filled with tears once more as if her body could sense the incoming pain and cruel experimentation that was to plague the child's life for the next few years