A bright light, a cloud, I think I'm on a cloud, it's just so fluffy. Is that a voice? Ugh shut up! I'm trying to sleep on my cloud. I pulled another cloud over my head and tried to block out the incessant mumbling. It seems to be getting louder, clouds are not very good earmuffs. I mumble, trying to shoo away the annoying creature, or voice or whatever. I roll over on my cloud and hug one of the smaller ones closer to my chest and sigh happily.

All was peaceful... until my cloud was pulled out from under me and I landed on something painfully. I opened my eyes groggily and notice my surroundings, the 'cloud' was actually a bed and the floor was wooden. I didn't know where I was, this wasn't my room. I began to panic as a rough had was placed on my shoulder and I was dragged up to a standing position.

I was pushed harshly to the door, I stumbled slightly as the brutish man followed behind me. I had managed to get a quick glance at his face and he looked like a neanderthal, bushy beard and wild hair. His arms bulged with muscular power. I quickened my pace as the man barked instructions at me to take certain directions.

It felt like an eternity until we reached a large reinforced steel door. The man knocked on the door twice and a camera popped out from the wall.

"Clear," a robotic voice said as the door opened and I was once again shoved in with a powerful thrust of his arms. I wasn't expecting what I saw next.

(24 hours prior)

"Do you have the girl," a silhouette asked his stoic assistant who was standing behind him. She pushed her glasses further up her nose and straightened out her grey pencil skirt. Her honey blond hair in a neat bun.

"Yes Sir," she said professionally, looking submissive in the face of her boss.

"Good," he said mysteriously, "Make sure Brutus doesn't harm her too extensively, the process needs her alive, and in good condition as well, not a pile of bloodied mess; you know as well as I he can get a little carried away" The man explained to the woman.

"Of course sir," she said,

"No need to be so formal Diana, I trust you and I sure hope you trust me,"

"Of course sir, I mean, Augustine, I will pass word to Brutus that he must not harm the girl."

"Thank you Diana, this project must succeed, all of our heads depend on it," With that, Diana nodded and turned on her black heel, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear, ticking away at her clipboard. Augustine just smirked. "This is going to be fun,"

(Present day)

The room seemed to be a laboratory, and a massive one at that. Everything was shiny and looked brand new. People rushed about as I was guided through the shiny maze. The lights reflected off of what I suspected was chrome, blinding me as I just walked aimlessly, following the man who had so rudely awakened me, like a sheep.

He abruptly stopped in front of a cylindrical container where a woman in a white lab coat stood, looking over some controls. I stopped behind the man who suddenly picked me up and threw me into the container. The scientist quickly sprung into action and hit a button which quickly shut the container door before I could even react.

I began to hit on the door, which was no doubt reinforced and bulletproof, making it impossible to break open, but I wasn't going to stop, it was more on principle and my stubbornness. I would wait until the vile people left and then I would just give up and cry myself to sleep. I know it's despicable that I would even consider quitting, but I knew that I was at a loss here. I don't even know how I got here, one minute I went up to bed and fell asleep, next I'm being dragged towards a container by a creepy muscled man.

Not really the most regular Friday evening, Mum and Dad must have discovered I was missing and called every single policeman in the town, and everyone would be scouring the whole of London for me, yet I was probably five thousand miles underground, with explosives over me to stop anyone drilling too far down.

Hours passed as I was monitored by that horrible woman in the coat, I didn't know her name, so while the tall man was 'Brute' she was 'Insect' because of the way she flitted around her workspace extremely quickly, like a bug. It annoyed me that she was so calm when a poor defenseless girl was sitting in a cylinder right next to her! It made me sick, I would love to swat her.

People came and went, Insect stayed right their, she seemed to constantly look at me with dead eyes, before quickly returning to her work. It unnerved me, she seemed to be judging me behind that dead exterior. It made my skin crawl. Once Brute came by and Insect gave him a clipboard which she had been scribbling on for a while. He disappeared after that and never came back.

Soon Insect left too, as did most of the other scientist people. Only a few remained, and they stayed together, seemingly working on a project together. I just gave up then, I didn't want to fight anymore. I just felt incredibly tired, I just wanted to sleep. The urge for sleep was overwhelming and i just laid my head down on the tough floor of the container I was imprisoned in, and closed my eyes, falling into a blissful sleep.

Maybe I'll wake up and it'll have all been a dream.

HAI! So this is an idea that randomly popped into my head the other day, it's probably been done before but who cares! So if the title doesn't suggest it, this will become a gijinka story, and you guys can send it your OCs if you wish, PM pretty please because I could get in trouble by the special reporters who just go around abiding by the dumb laws. So I've also been told I can't advertise the form on my story itself, so please go to my profile and see the form there, and remember, character submissions stop in six weeks. So on the 22/6/2014, I will stop accepting them, hopefully chapter six will be up then because I plan to update every week, and of course, my end of year exams are over so I have time to do this :D. Yeah go send in those characters and stay tuned.