This is a new story I've been working on for a few days now, and I apologize to those who are reading my other fanfic 'The witch's curse' but it's on my other computer and it's not really working at the moment but I promise that I will try to continue it when my interest goes back to Ouran Highschool Host Club (I'm only interested in something for a certain period of time and it can take a while until I regain that interest). I hope you don't hate me :o( And seriously, I will gladly listen to any ideas you have for any stories I write, I could really use a small push when I run out of my own ideas.

Disclaimer: I don't own Homestuck or any of the characters, but I do own this idea ;o)


My name is SC11-13T9G and I'm one of the many experiments of the Caliborn laboratory. I was brought here with my two best friends GM19-04H2C and KV13-42C1F when we were only 9 years old, though GM is one year older than me and KV. This was 2 years ago, but the many horrors we have experienced here has caused us to forget most of our lifes. The only thing we know is that we used to be human and that we had families, but we don't remember any names. Not even our own.

All three of us have gray skin, but we have different shades. GM has the darkest skin, as well as the longest horns. Yeah, we have horns. KV has pretty short and nubby ones while I have four sharper and slightly longer horns. While GM and KV only has one tail I have two, for some odd reason. I also have four arms and these really sensitive bee wings. Also, I have no idea how the white coats did it, but they somehow gave me these really awesome psychic powers.

Another really annoying thing is that all my teeth are really sharp, four of them poking out from my lips, and my four hands aren't really that usefull when it comes to small things like tiny buttons or stuff like that because they're pretty big and I only have four clawed fingers. GM always teases me about my mismatched eyes, asking if I can see in 3D since they are red and blue. Yeah, GM isn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed.

These years have not been kind to our young minds, but I think GM is the most damaged one. He has schizophrenia and is bipolar. KV is always irritated and can be extremelly hostile towards anyone he doesn't like, which is pretty much everyone except for me and GM. I have really bad mood swings and a migraine that is so horrible that I'm on the verge of fainting.

Anyway, none of that is important at the moment, cause it seems like something is happening since the white coats are running around like their asses are on fire. Right now I'm asleep, though I still know everything that's going on around me because of my psychic abilities. Me, GM and KV are kept in large tube like tanks and are rarely let out, mostly because we normaly cause too much damage when we are.

In only a matter of minutes all white coats have left and we are left here with no way to defend ourselves since the liquid we're floating in makes us weak like normal human kids. Luckily it only takes five minutes for the effects to completely wear off once we get out of it.

All of a sudden the doors open and three young men enters, all very familiar. As one of the men comes to a stop in front of my tank I realize that they're only teenagers, probably eighteen or nineteen. I open my eyes to look at him more clearly. He has messy black hair and big brown eyes that're full of emotions.

I uncurl slightly from my fetal position and reach out my upper right arm to place my hand/paw on the bulletproof glass. I tilt my head slightly to the side in curiousity. Why does this human look so familiar? I turn my head to look at the other two humans who are staring at GM and KV. I turn back to the human standing in front of me and notice that he is pressing some of the buttons on the control panel of my tank. I hear a sudden hissing sound and then all the liquid in the tank starts to disappear. My feet paws touch the bottom of the tank and I start removing the cables attached to my body. I wait until the surrounding glass is gone before I jump down on the floor and stretch my sore body.

I look up at the human who is still staring at me in silence. I stare right back, but my mind is lost in a seemingly long forgotten memory. I see two humans, one of them is the one that had just let me out of my prison. After that all the memories I had forgotten came back full force and I collapsed on the floor.

When I woke up again I felt a pair of arms holding me protectively. I look up and see the human from earlier.

I know who this is.

It's my older brother, Mituna.