Hey, everyone! This is pretty much my favorite video game series, so I had to write a little story of it. Same format as my other story, where if I ask you to come up with any ideas or decide who she ends up with, you answer, and I'll make it happen. If anyone seems out of place, then tell me about it. Criticize my writing style so I can improve it. Enjoy!

A blonde haired teenager walked down the street towards her highschool. The cold, Oregonian air bit at her pale skin, and it mussed up her medium hair. Luckily the teen lived near by the school, so she doesn't have to endure it for much longer. The girl turned the corner and entered the school parking lot. Her lip twitched up into a smile at the thought of hanging with her geeky friends inside a warm room before the horrid hell called school, arguing about random super heroes and watching various Hellsing Abridged or Dragon Ball Z Abridged on YouTube.

The blonde started to walk into the street of the parking lot, hoping to make a short cut through the street to get warmer sooner when she saw a black SUV turn the corner as well, speeding through. Before she could get back on the side walk to let the car pass and go about her day, the car swerved and slammed on the brakes just in front of her. A couple of men dressed in black combat trousers and boots and kevlar, equipped with military weapons. jumped out of the car with rope and a bag. The pair lunged at her, one aiming for her arms while the other went for her head.

The blonde's instincts kicked in and she swiftly sent a roundhouse kick at one of the men's knees knocking him down before kneeing him in the face with all the force she had in her, quickly knocking him out. Before she could jump around and do the same to the other he wrapped his arms around her, effectively trapping the strong sixteen-year-old. Three more men with guns exited the large car, along with an Italian woman wearing skimpy white clothing. The woman held a syringe, filled with some unknown substance, in her smooth tan hand, nails manicured.

"Let's not make a big deal out of this, shall we?" The woman smugly said, her accent very evident, just before she shoved the needle into her jugular, injecting the substance into her bloodstream. The blonde's oddly colored eyes fluttered shut at the fast acting sedative, losing consciousness. The threw her and the man she beaten to unconsciousness into the SUV before driving off. With luck being against the short teen, no one was there to witness the kidnaping.

The teen slowly woke up, feeling woozy and dizzy, and struggled to sit up. After a minute she felt her strength coming back to her. She observed her little room, looking for any ways she could escape. She was in a rusted prison cell, there was a surprisingly clean toilet in one corner of the room, mold spots on the bare cot she woke up on. Nothing else was in the room besides a mirror shard. The only exit was through the old iron door directly in front of her.

She heard keys jumbling around, making her fixate her eyes to the door. The rusted iron door of her cell opened up to reveal a very tall and muscular Caucasian man with strong features. He had a brighter blonde than the dirty blonde teen, wore a complete leather suit along with a duster and a pair of gloves, and he also wore black sunglasses. "Gee, Matrix fan much?"

"Miss Lea Anderson, glad to see you're awake. Now, don't fight me." Was all he said before he flashed to her side, another syringe in his hand, and injected some unknown substance. She threw out her elbow only to have it caught in his large grip. "Now, what did I say?" He growled out before throwing her across the room.

The door closed and the mystery man disappeared, leaving her fuming by herself. She struggled to stand back up, headache immediately hitting her. Her abdomen throbbed with pain. A single tear leaked out of her eye, and it was quickly wiped away.

Lea limped towards the door, she struggled to not collapse when she knelt down in front of the lock. Despite the intelligent atmosphere he gave off, he didn't lock her in a secure cell. It had a- go figure- rusted lock and it was a standard lock chamber they would use for a prison cell. And Lea was paranoid enough to obsessively research how to pick a variety of locks, including this particular one. Now all she need was a hair pin or a paper clip.

Lea slowly stood back up and limped around the room, looking for anything to help her. There was nothing on the ground, nothing around the toilet, and nothing around the mattress. She had jack squat. Lea grunted both in pain and frustration when she flopped herself on the mattress. Darkness clouded her eyes. She fell asleep, dreaming of blackness and nothingness.

She constantly woke up because of the suspicious moaning echoing outside of her room. She knew what moaning from sex sounded like, thank you True Blood, and those sounds coming from outside sounded nothing like that. It sounded almost as if whatever was out there was dead.

She woke again to the sound of her door opening and closing. Before she could comprehend what was happening, the same mysterious man from earlier snapped her neck, smirking at her seemingly dead body.

"Now that is the first step you will take before perfection." He said, a strange English undertone touching his American accent filled the darkening room, before he left her there alone in the prison. Lea laid there unmoving, not breathing, staring blankly ahead. She lost her vision first, then her feeling, and finally her hearing left her there in the darkness of death for what seemed like forever.

Then she got back up, her green-blue-yellow eyes gone and replaced with blood red.

So that's that! R&R, follow and favorite this story! Be sure to check out my friend's page OnyxJDShadow, Mechies Universe, JDShadow, most of the stories there are Marvel based.

Goodnight, Los Angelos.