A Place In This World
Perhaps there isn't a place in the world for the ones that didn't truly fit in. The ones that couldn't comprehend the way the body works, or how the earth moves. The ones that felt like the points of numbers could cut you through the paper. The ones that stood ever so slightly off to the side, waiting to be told what to do, because they didn't know what to do on their own. The ones nobody would truly miss if they weren't there one day.
Perhaps there just wasn't a place in the world for Savannah Walker.
She tried. When she couldn't fit in, she assisted. Got the coffee. Sharpened the pencils. Copied things. And she was fine, but it wasn't enough for her. But if she couldn't fit in, and she couldn't assist, what could she do?
When Sav was suppose to choosing colleges and making plans for her future, she had this brilliant idea. Maybe she didn't need to fit in to be a part of something big, and she could do a little bit more than stand awkwardly off to the side.
Savannah was eighteen when she walked into Polar Labs, a willing test subject, with only one wish: to make a difference, despite the things that made her different. But young and naive, she believed every word Dr Lewis and Dr Cornwall said, and they gave her plenty of them.
Maybe if she'd gone to the either of the other sides of Central City, to maybe Mercury Labs or STAR Labs they would have fed her the truth. Maybe they would have taken extra precautions to make sure what they tested her with was safe, that it wouldn't be something her body would violently object. And maybe if her body violently objected to all the testing, they would have gently told her it wasn't working.
Not string her along. Not keep promising her things. Not lock her bedroom doors when she wanted to leave. Not perform illegal experiments on her. Not hide her sick body away when people came to visit. Not steal her willpower and her freedom.
Not let her get to the point where she lay with a failing heart in an empty room on a thin mattress on the floor.
Not let her die alone and begging for death.
'It's okay, Savvy' they whispered in one voice or a thousand little ones, she didn't know, 'No more pain here. No more pain, Savvy, it's okay...' She wanted to give in. She wanted the pain to stop. But she didn't get her wish. Seven years being a test subject led her what was suppose to finally be her death, but the explosion at STAR Labs took it away from her.
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so uh, not exactly sure where this came from or where it's going to go, really, but I'm going to give it a try. what do you think? xx Anna