Fear… Fear was the first thing she felt when she opened her eyes for the first time. Fear of this strange new world she was seeing.
Then set in the rage… Rage at the fear and herself for being afraid but most of all rage at the smug, sadistic look on the face of the one that had woken her; brought her into this frightful world.
Confusion came next… A hooked black claw extended from the ends of each of the four digits on her hand while the one before her only had three digits on each hand and pointed nails, not claws. She felt her teeth with her tongue and realized they too were different from his zipper-like teeth. Her teeth were like knives in the front, perfect for tearing into flesh; more rounded in the back, better for grinding up plant material. However despite their differences there were many similarities as well. Their skins were both a pale green, two jet black antenna stuck up from their bald scalps and their eyes were solid in color, the only thing indicating they weren't simply staring into space was their white pupils; hers were a cerulean blue while his were bicolored, red and teal. They were known as irkens.
"You woke up late, little mutant. I almost thought you were dead." He didn't seem particularly affected by that thought, as if she barely mattered at all. "Let's put you with the others, your twin should be happy to see you." He scooped her up out of the goop and shards of glass from the test tube she'd developed in despite her animalistic growl. She squirmed and bit at his hand and arms while he carried her but a pair of thick gloves and his coat protected him from her sharp teeth.
"Hmmph. Quite a feisty one you are; hardly like your twin at all." He mused mostly to himself with an amused smirk. He took her to a room where the goop was washed off and diaper was put on her, which of course she decided she hated the second it was on. He opened another door to a room lined with padding that covered metal walls and a heavy iron door after typing in a pass code.
In the room there were twenty-seven other children similar to her, all with claws and strange razor sharp teeth. One was about a year older than the others and was asleep in a dog bed in the corner of the padded room while most of the rest were either roughhousing with each other or asleep in a pile of blankets in the middle of the room.
Strangely enough all of them also had marks on their hands; crudely scribbled numbers and letters were tattooed into the palm of their right hands in black ink. The adult irken set her down and grabbed her taloned right hand before she could escape and pulled out a pen-like object. He turned her hand over so he could see the palm, activated the device in his hand and put it to her skin. She howled in pain as it burned the pigment into her skin and attempted to escape but his grip was like iron and his expression showed he enjoyed the pained struggling of the child as he carved the letters "T-Ech" into her skin. They were short for "Twin of Echo". Each of the other smeets besides the eldest, who's tattoo read "Origin" because she was the first successful attempt at such a mutation, took their names from the NATO phonetic alphabet in order of birth so Echo, her identical twin, was the fifth born of the main group. Her tatoo read "5-E" because of this.
Eventually he released her hand and put the device away as she scrambled away fearfully and hid among the blankets in the center of the room. "I'll be back for feeding time, little mutants!" He said as he left, leaving their caretaker, a kind, light pink skinned vortian woman with crimson horns and bright blue eyes as the only adult in the room.