The room flooded with light as the scientists entered through the glass door. The subjects around us groaned and some cowered in fear. The scientists walked past most of the cages and the subjects in them sighed in relief. The scientists stopped in front of the cage next to mine. I watched as they yanked the child from the cage and as she cried out she began to transform into a bangle tiger. They put a muzzle on her and threw her into the execution bin. This subject's expiration date came and went like rain in West Virginia, quickly. Since she hadn't died in the past month they were going to execute her. I sigh and they walked past me toward the subject across from me. An eraser tossed his crate onto a cart and he was off to be tested.
They left and we were once again in the dark, both literally and physically. Quietly I began to practice my "flaming ability", that's what the scientists called it. I could light different parts of my body on fire and melt or engulf anything in flames.
I gripped the bars of my cage and they began to melt them in my hands. I smiled as the steel ran down my arm and bubbled. My body temperature could reach over 1700 degrees but I was at only 1400. I continue to melt them and the door busts open. I turn to see Ari, Jeb Batchelder's son.
He had gone through almost the same thing I had, but he did it because of some relative, a sister I think. He volunteered and that's why he wasn't in a cage. I hadn't gotten a choice and got angry when I became old enough to realize that pain didn't have to be constant. But now I'm 14, and I know better. I know how to manipulate people and have earned the trust of some of the scientists. I got let out of my cage every once and a while, and I'm feed properly, but I share with the others who didn't.
Ari walked over to my cage.
"Hello subject 333" he said to me.
"Ari…you can call me Chichiko" I say back with no concern what so ever.
"Trying to get away again?" he asked.
"No just melting my cage again" I answer snidely. He reached into my cage and pats my head, than slapped my face.
"Don't be sarcastic with me" He sneers.
"I'm sorry Ari…" I apologize, and then rub my cheek. He pulls his hand away and I flick a small flame onto his clothes and he yelped. I smiled as he danced around, attempting to put out the fire. I laughed as he finally put hit out. He kicked my cage.
"Crazy (insert favorite swear word here)" he cursed.
"Get out of here and leave us in peace!" I snarl and huff smoke out of my nose and mouth. He grumbles and stalks out of the room. The subjects start to murmur and whisper as they looked at me. I looked at them and gave them a reassuring smile. They would smile back, if they had a mouth. I pitied the ones who couldn't and cursed the Teacher. The Teacher is the main scientist, the head if you would. She was mad and I mean insane. She thought of us as fricken toys. She was given masters in collage for science. She specialized in the reconstructing of DNA and gene splicing. She was also…my mother.