My Name is Nothing- Chapter 1

Guards came to the door to my flakey white cell, rifles swinging at their side (not afraid to be used on the other prisoners) but never dared to be used on me. They grab my hair then my arms and drag my body through the maze of corridors, where I am taken to the lab. She is stood their. In her red and black dress with that logo, the logo that means death. Night black hair dead straight and finishing just above the shoulder, her ice cold lips painted a vibrant red in contrast to her palish skin. Standing next her to is the Sciences General; wearing a lab coat, grey hair looking like he had an electric shock. He turned and crouched over a machine before typing away furiously, she was in the middle with her back towards me.

In the middle was a chair with metal wrist straps and waist straps. Above is an metal semi-circle with rods and wires sticking out; it looked like any other one of Dr Steinsberg's inventions, it had the typical alien look of one of his inventions. She turns around when she sees my reflection in the alien helmet device. "Ah so glad you could turn up" she spoke her voice has hard as her heart.

I simply stick my tongue out at her. "Know, know that's no way to behave is it" she says, I simply nod my head sarcastically. I feel a hard thump on my back, a voice hissed in my ear " keep going like that and she'll have you with your brother". I sigh and wish the guards would just mind their own business; I mean she always says that all this is for family purposes to help get her personal gain, but then the guards are always around and doing stuff for her which she could easily do for herself. I'm jolted out of my day dream by Dr Steinsberg's thick German accent. " I am ready for the test subject, Mam."

"I'm not your test subject" I wail. Neither of them listen to me and she nods to the guards, they grab me and force me into the chair. The Dr starts attaching wires to my head, he puts clamps onto the my ears for god knows why. He starts the tape recorder as per as usual, "Test subject: Project Nothing, age 4 years, 5 months, healthy and mentally matured. I'm know starting the machine."

I hear the buzzing going around my head, the machine coming to life. She is watching, expectantly, but a unfamiliar emotion on her. It looks like worry. Suddenly fear fills me I realised this was not good. The machine is getting louder and louder. Pain starts surging through my ears, I thought they where being ripped apart. I start screaming. "Mum!" I scream. The pain increases it's unbearable I'm glancing around the room in despair in vain trying to get my hands free! Glancing into her face of pleasure of me suffering, but worry at the same time. One last time I screech as the pain becomes unbearable "Mum help me!"

Someone's calling my name "Zero,Zero wake up, wake up!". Suddenly I'm sat bolt right up in bed, my first reaction is to put my hands to my ears. A pair of big clunky scary headphones are on my head. I sigh. Then I realise my surroundings; my head teachers on my bed, my best friend Trixie is peering over his shoulder and in the open door are about half a dozen girls. Feeling very self-conscious I pull at the navy bed sheets. " Zero are you ok?" Mr Soper asks his voice full of anxiety. I nod not daring to speak incase my voice broke. Trixie looks at me worriedly, I must have been screaming and woken everyone. Great now I feel guilty. I look over at the girls crowded in the door of my dorm and give them a quick death glare and they all scatter in fright.

Mr Soper looks at me and I simply shrug, and push past him and clamber off my bed and head for the girls toilet. I hear Trixie say something to him before following. Jogging up beside me she falls into stride with me. An awkward silent falls which makes the guilt build up inside me. Sighing I push the toilet door open and go in then jump up onto the counter top by the sinks before pulling out my phone. I bring up contacts and go to Danny: I tap on his name then text, I decide to keep it short and simple "need to talk meet in usual place tomorrow ZA" I tap send. Trixie has been watching me sceptically, even though she would never admit it I could tell she didn't know what to do and Trixie hates not knowing what to do.

She hesitates before saying "are sure that your ok?"

"Yes"

"Well you are not!"

I sigh "Then why did you ask"

"You had a nightmare"

I roll my eyes "No kidding Sherlock!" I say sarcastically.

"What was it about?"

"Trix keep going like this and I will hang you by your undies on the coat rack understand?" I watch as she flinches.

"You where screaming, it was horrible. When I first woke up I fought someone was murdering you. Just before you woke up you where screaming for your mum to help you."

I have no come back for this, so I simply jump down and go into a cubicle. Trix sighs before leaving. A couple seconds after she had gone I start to fiddle with my headphones. After a minute of fiddling I take them off my head slowly and gently as not to knock my head. Cautiously I move my white hair away from my ears. Turning to face the mirror on the door I look at my reflection. "God" I sigh "I'm a freak." I stare at my reflection harder: skin the colour of paper, cropped hair with a jagged fringe the colour of snow, hard icy blue eyes that need to show no mercy, weakness and never fear. Then their are my ears. I just wish I was normal for once in my life. But more than anything I wish that the nightmare I had just had wasn't real.

Frustrated tired and angry I put my headphones back on after much fiddling before going back to my dorm