Alone in her room a six teen year old girl sat writing away about anything and everything that has happened to her that day. As she wrote about the day's events she had to keep replacing her long brown hair behind her ear.
When she finished up her eyes glazed over and ears twitched with the sounds of breaking wood and glass. She scrambled in her small room around her bed to grab the bag under her desk. Shoving the book and a pen in it before she ran for the window.
Looking out she saw jeeps, police cars, and the army with police men surrounding the house. She could hear the men coming up the stairs and went for the next best thing, her closet. Shutting the door quietly and climbing up onto the selves above that were barley visible to people first looking into the tiny closet. She hugged the bag as close to her as possible.
The men filled her room. Of course with Molly's luck the first place they looked was the closet. With more of her luck they could see a tiny bit of the strap of the bag. With a yank and a scream she was down in the floor covering herself incase a gun was shot. She dropped the bag when the men grabbed her arms. Theysingled out quickly with her kicking and screaming. They put her in the back of an armored truck and drove off. She looked around to she a middle aged man sitting in a suit nearest to the tiny bared window that went to the driver and other passenger.
"You are?" She questioned.
"Stryker. Call me Stryker." he held out his hand but she did not return it. "Don't be like that. I'll be the only person you'll have for some time." He nodded giving an evil chilling smile.
"What do you want?" giving him an anger filled face. "You've chased me for almost four months, you've killed my parents and made me run from my home. What do you want from me?" She yelled.
"You are different from others. Do you agree?" he laughed starring at her. "You know so much, you are like the Albert Einstein of this generation."
"What do you want with me?" she repeated for a third time.
"My men have been observing you. You're the smartest kid in the state," he began being cut off.
"I'm not a kid," Molly spat.
"You're right you are way to mature to be called a kid. Anyway, you're the most intelligent person in the state of Michigan and possibly the United States. You've taken every kind of self defense class you can enroll in. You have succeeded way more in those classes than even the teacher. Meaning, you can create tactics with your brain, and enforce them with your power. You could train armies, or simply defeat the enemy just by your self. The things you'll be able to do." He sighed and looked slightly off like he was having an evil daydream.
"What are you babbling about?" Molly exclaimed.
"When you get your powers there will be no stopping you." He sighed with joy.
"What powers? I about to come over there and begin to strangle you if you don't tell me why the hell I'm being kidnapped by you."
"You are my experiment, Weapon 12, and if you end up a success you will my right-hand man. My assistant, bodyguard, and anything else important to me."
"You are so delusional, how the hell am I, a 16 year old girl, supposed to protect you?" Molly laughed.
"The abilities you'll have once the operation is complete, you'll be able to take a bullet and live like nothing happened. You'll be able to freeze over an entire continent, or light it on fire just as fast. You'll be able to live among the wild beast of the jungle or as a simple house pet. You'll be able to rob banks by walking through the safe doors, or steal an entire armory of weapons."
"Operation?" Molly shouted. "Are you crazy? You really think I'm going to go along with this?"
He laughed as if he heard the funniest joke of all time. "You want to die? We can have that done right now." He pulled out a gun and aimed it right at her, ready to pull the trigger. "If you corporate with everything, in a few years we'll put you back to a normal life but only if you listen and behave."
"I am not about to have some crazy man put me through an operation to do some freak show stuff!" Molly said.
"Do what I say, you'll have a normal life in a few years, don't and you die now." Stryker stated. "It's that simple."
"My life's over either way," Molly sighed. "Kill me now." She decided.
"I knew you would corporate," he smiled.
After Molly passed out Stryker got out of the van first. Then two men pulled Molly out of the back.
They took her into a surgery room and the process begun.
What felt minutes later Molly awoke in a small cage-cell like structure. She looked around her there were other people, children, teens, an adult or two. In the cell there was "mat" for a bed, and nothing else. She walked to her door looked out into the hall that lead to more cells.
Guards were stationed every five or six. The people in the cages were doing things she had never seen before. One was creating tornadoes and another's cage was frozen completely.
Most were just looking around sitting or standing. She reached up to touch the cage door she heard a someone yelled "don't" but before she could comply the gate had shocked her back.
"Shit!!" she cried grabbing her hand.
She heard ones cower in fear and some snarl. She learned why when Stryker appeared at her at door.
"Are you going to try that again?" he laughed.
"Yeah. To strangle you." she said still holding her hand but it no longer hurt.
"Oh be nice. Now don't you have questions?"
"Yes. Where am I, why aren't I dead, and what did you do to me?" she growled.
"You are on my island. I gave the operation I told you about earlier. You came out more normal than I thought you would." Stryker said looking her over.
"What did this operation do to me?" she asked.
"You can now walk through walls, set things on fire, freeze things with your bare hands, you heal much quicker than any normal human, and you change into any animal you can think of an more. Exciting enough for you?"
"How am I suppose to learn how to use these?" She questioned looking at her hands to see if they would burst into flame or chill over with ice.
"Well at first we're going to see if you can concentrate enough to cause them to work." He just stood there watching. Waiting for the moment her powers would come.
"I…don't know what to…" she was cut off when Stryker shhed her when his phone rang.
"Hello?" Pause. "He's here?" Pause. "Alright. I'm going to see how Weapon 11 take 12 is coming along." As he put the phone into his suit jacket pocket he turned to her and said, "Work on it." Then walked away.
"Hey! How am I…" She made the mistake of running to the door and grabbing hold of it. She flew back screaming in pain about to hit the floor when she went through it.
It would've been fine if they wasn't a table in that room below her that she happened to land on. She laid there, on the broken pieces of table, for a full five seconds moaning in pain before she felt fine.
MEANWHILE::
Hearing the scream Stryker walk-ran back the two feet he had made it to about laugh at her. When he saw her hand disappear threw the floor.
"Find her!!" He shouted to the guards around him. They followed his command to the nearest stair case.
While Stryker stalked off to a surgery table where a man laid.
"The body is starting to rip itself apart." The nurse told him.
"Damn!" Stryker yelled has he slammed his fist on the table and stalked away. "Find another body as soon as you know this one is going under." he yelled over his shoulder.
MEANWHILE::
She wondered the halls until running into the guards Stryker sent minutes ago.
"I swear that table was broke before I landed on it." She said putting her hands up in surrender.
The guards pushed her in the front of them keeping an eye on her. After going up a set of stairs they arrived back to the hall of cages. Putting her back in hers and shutting the door Stryker appeared.
"You all can be dismissed." He nodded his head to all of the guards on the floor. "Handle the lower floors." He turned his attention to her as soon as they were on they're way. "See the power you hold? We can use that to get into even the highest of secured places." He said smiling with a chuckle.
"Yeah. I guess so but I didn't mean too."
"It's all about control. Now if you excuse me." He walked off, again.
She looked around to see most of the others staring at her. Some glares and some confused faces.
"What?" She asked aggravated.
"Why does he treat you nicely?" the boy across from her asked. He was strapped up to hold him in place because so far all she had seen was he yank around trying to get free.
"I don't know." She shrugged.
"You're not natural, are you?" the blonde girl next to her asked.
"Natural?" "Born as a mutant."
"Oh no I actually just became this way." there was an awkward silence. "What's your power?"
"My skin is as hard as diamonds." She must have turned it on because the next second she was sparkling.
"Whoa." she said in amazement.
"It helps when you're being shot at." the blonde girl smiled.
"I'm Molly." She smiled to the girl.
"I'm Emma." She smiled back.
"I would shake your hand but I'm not touching that fence again."