*** Journal entries from one Skye Miriage, Case 10072. The following are collection of her journal entries, written in her personal console. They closely examine her mental state throughout the experimentation process and her training.***

At Atlas Facility…

"You're going to love it here Skye," the lady dressed in an Atlas lab coat said as she tried to wheel me through the sliding doors. I took control of my wheelchair and wheeled faster so she couldn't push me.

"I can push myself thank you. I don't need your help," I said annoyed. I was only thirteen years old but I was tired of being treated like I was disabled. It made me so mad when all everyone else ever saw was a little girl in a wheelchair.

"Very well," my new introduced escort said. She sounded a little insulted but it didn't look like she minded. "As I was saying," she continued, explaining this facility while showing me the way.

The hallways were as long as her words, white walled and pristine. I looked around my new home with a burning in my chest. When I was much younger I got into an accident. I woke up days later to find out that I couldn't use my legs, I couldn't feel them at all. It was such a shock to me but my parents helped me through it and I continued my life. There was one problem, I was dependent on everyone else. Everyone saw me as just a girl in a wheelchair that needed help. I couldn't stand that. I wanted to stand on my own two feet again, literally. One day, a man and a woman from Atlas said they could give me my legs back. All I had to do was agree to be a part of their experiment. My parents were hesitant but I accepted immediately and before I knew it here I was.

"And here is your room," she said, leading me into a lavish room furnished and extremely clean. "This will be your room for when you are here."

I took a quick lap around glancing at everything before wheeling back to the lady. "When do I get to start?"

"I'm sorry, start what?" she asked confused.

"When do I get to start walking again? When do I get to start training? When-."

"Whoa whoa whoa young lady. Not so fast. In time, in time you will get your chance to walk again. Of that I am certain," she said calmly holding up her hands to slow me down.