Ok guys, I thought to be mean I would start like this. No mention of Rachel or Fang or anyone. Just to keep you guessing.
Hope you like it!!
Time passes, inevitably it does, I waited in pitch black silence for what seemed like a century, oblivious to everything but my own thoughts. No voice, no-one to scold me in my moment of tranquillity. I almost loathed the silence, to me it was unnatural. I was dragged into reality abruptly, sound filled my ears and I could feel again, the cold air filled my lungs and I shivered in the sudden drop in temperature. I could remember being dragged from the ground, inhuman grunts filled my ear. Keeping my eyes closed I became fully aware of everything around me. My body wouldn't move itself, yet I was content just to lie there in complete submission. The soft voices of white-coats could be heard over the loud beep of a heart monitor. I listened in,
"Experiment 4 did well on this assignment; Maximum being brought willingly to us was a hard task to attempt." I felt fury begin to boil in the bottom of my stomach, one word filled my head:
Traitor.
"It's a pity we'll have to exterminate her too." I almost smiled, so she would suffer the consequences. I was kicking myself inside, how the hell could I be so blind? She sucked up to Fang so much, taking over completely, and I was too depressed to realise she had an ulterior motive. God, I'm so frickin' stupid! I was instantly brought out of my internal rant by the sudden coldness of a metal table. Velcro straps wrapped my wrists and ankles, I didn't move, just lay completely submissive. There was no changing what they were going to do. Funny really, a second ago I was mad at Rachel, now I couldn't care less. The whitecoats pulled back my hair and exposed my neck, tilting my head to the side; I flinched slightly as I felt the sharp prick of a needle pierce the back of my neck.
"Are you sure about this? She could still be useful, especially without the other freaks to hold her back." The whitecoat muttered quietly, I strained my hearing, trying to pick out everything they said.
"She has caused enough trouble as it is. Her death will mark the beginning of the By-Half plan." This voice had a snide, gloating tone to it, I could imagine the face he pulled as he spoke, he sounded like the sort of person I would've punched in the face for no real reason.
"How long will it take?" The other man asked
"Two weeks, we cannot kill her outright. There are still some tests to perform. Activate the sequence."
An icy white pain shot through my whole body, I screamed loudly, thrashing in my restraints. Opening my eyes I let open tears fall, staring up at the metal ceiling hopelessly, finally accepting the fate I had chosen.
A death sentence.