This is my first attempt at a story, so be kind to me. I'll accept flames for now, but when they get too bad, THEY SHALL BE BANNED! I don't own the FmA setting, just the people.
My vision was blurry, heart rate was slowed, and nerves were useless. Whatever these crackpot scientists slipped me in the slop they call food had screwed my body to hell and back. My cramped cell's door opened and more scientists came in and dropped me on a wheeled bed. I lost consciousness several times during the trip. I came to when I realized I was tied to a chair in a room full of white cloaked men and women. The world lit up as a single bright light was shined right in my face. I flinched to the side, trying to keep my eyes from melting out of my skull.
"… ready? You… sure…. alright." Was all I heard from the man beside me before the light suddenly went away and was replaced with a dimmer red one.
Fuzzy shapes started to turn back into humans and the sound of tapping chalk reached my under-used, oversensitive ears.
Chalk? Why would these wackos need to use alchemy in a prison? I asked myself while watching them construct the circle. The lines turned into symbols and they morphed the jumbled mess into an intelligible transmutation circle. Even as an alchemist, I couldn't decipher the strange symbols arranged at the edge of the circle.
"Thank you very much for coming here, miss! You have the military's gratitude for partaking in such a dangerous experiment." The scientist in front of me said in what I knew was false thanks.
"Experiment? W-what are you going to do me?" I asked with as much fury as my, also under-used, voice could allow.
"It's quite simple, miss." The man walked up to me and placed his hands on my shoulders. "The military needs soldiers who will obey their every command without doubt or emotion. Human-animal experimentation is the first step in finding the perfect army, and you, my dear," One hand trailed to my chin that sent a chill down my spine. "are one of the many humans to be used in our experiments."
With as much strength as I could muster, I wrenched away from his icy hands and sent a kick into his solar plexus*. The force sent the man on his back a few feet from me. A smirk found its way to my lips as the man didn't get back up.
Only knocked out, but it'll still work. I thought with a smirk remaining.
I rocked to my feet and stood for a few moments before falling forward. Now my face hurt and I was going to be used in apparently-legal experiments. Someone wrenched my chair up, giving me a head rush. Two scrawny scientists were dragging their unconscious teammate out of range of another strike if he dared get up. A quiet mew forced my attention from the scientists to a woman behind me. In her hands was a white cat with gray flecks and black tips. They set the feline in my lap and quickly walked out of the circle. The furry creature shook and mewled in fear. Even this unknowing animal knew something bad was happening.
The transmutation started in flashes of red light crackling through the musty air. After a shot of light went through my chest, everything went black.
I blinked my eyes open with pain. Even twitching my fingers hurt. Once the darkness around me turned into actual shapes and colors, more stainless steel bars were there, keeping me in one area. After sitting up, I ground my thumbs into my temples then let my hands drag down my head, then something didn't hit me.
I patted the sides of my head where my ears where supposed to be frantically. "W-what the…", then something flicked. "Oh shit… please don't tell me…"
I trailed my hand up to my scalp and low and behold, there were my ears. Except they were now triangular and fuzzy. Just to add to my luck, finally another fuzzy appendage smacked my hand. I stared down over my shoulder and a black tipped, white tail smacked me in the nose.
"Dammmn…" I groaned.
Falling back onto the somewhat comfy cot ended up with a wrongly bent tail and a cat hiss erupting from my throat. This would take some practice for sure. My ears unintentionally flicked upward when the steel room door started to open, then flattened back at the high pitched screech. A scientist met my eyes with his own dark ones, mostly hidden behind glasses. I quickly realized it was the same man I KO'd. I turned around and wrapped my tail around my waist then flattened my ears, never leaving my bed once.
"Greetings, chimera." He grumbled roughly.
Ears still pinned back, I scoffed in his general direction then twisted my head back forward.
"Look chimera, you may have narrowly escaped death after the transmutation, but that doesn't mean you'll live past today."
I spun back around, my tail smacking me in the back of the head and back. "And what makes you think that, weakling? Last time I checked, you couldn't stay conscious after a single kick!"
A look of fury and annoyance graced his ugly face. He plopped the two trays onto the sliding one that went into my cage. "You might want to be careful with one of those." He mentioned over his shoulder with an audible sneer.
Before completely leaving the room, the man reached into his pocket and tossed a small block toward me, which ricocheted off the metal to a few feet away from my cage.
"Your brother said to give that to you, before we dragged him into the transmutation room."
I lunged to the bars and gripped them with newfound strength to leave handprints in the stainless steel. "YOU BASTARDS! LET MY BROTHER GO!"
My yowling went unheeded, all the man did was laugh and slam the door closed. The buzzing florescent lights offered background noise in my rage induced boredom. I glanced at the block then at my bare feet. With my dexterous toes, I was able to grab the block and bring it into the cage. I sighed and tossed the rubber block up and down a few times before a scratched side slipped pass my fingers.
The scratches turned out to be writing. "Brother, you know how to keep me in trouble, don't you?" I mumbled with a smile.
After running my fingers over it a few times, I was able to make out the word 'clap'.
"Now what kind of cryptic note have you given me?" I turned the block over a few more times before setting it down.
Clap, huh… I heeded the command and pressed my palms together repeatedly.
"Woop-de-doo…" I grumbled sarcastically.
Sighing, I leaned back on my hands and looked around the blank concrete room. "Now what?"
A growl from my gut answered my question, and the slop in the two trays became very appealing, no matter how vile it was going to taste.
"You might want to be careful with one of those." The scientist's comment echoed in my mind.
Now if I'm so important, why would they try and poison me?
Pulling the larger sliding tray inside my cage, a new, odd scent hit my nose. I bent over each tray, each having a slab of over-cooked, visibly gristly steak and a personal size loaf of stale bread. I easily scented that the steak to my right was giving off the odd scent.
"Ah, that's why, those guys must be trying to test out my new senses. Well, challenge accepted."
The only time I utilized a fork that day was to stab the poisoned beef and throw it into the 'thick' one-way glass in the door where it stuck.
*solar plexus - the center of the abdomen where strikes are most effective
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