This was is...kinda disturbing? And started on a complete whim.

Angel: I don't like this one...

I was beautiful, and it gave me pride.

I didn't know how old I was, or where I came from.

I came from here, the Company.

And I was beautiful.

Alice they called me. My purpose in life was to help my Company by being beautiful.

I was dressed in blue, or pink, always those. Pink made me feel free, blue made me feel calm.

The blue always matched my eyes, every time.

The box in my hair matched my dress, every time.

My blond hair tangled to my waist, all the time.

My skin was ivory pale, hardly any exposure to the Sun.

There were others like me, the Beautiful.

Pale skinned Snow, red-Haired Ariel, and darker skinned Jasmine.

The 4 of us helped our Company by doing our missions.

We'd find our target and talk to them. Thinking we were pitiful orphans, they'd bring us to their home. Then our Company would come get them.

Scoundrels, they told us, traitors and filth. We believed them.

My life was happy. Every day, I wore an 'Alice in Wonderland' dress, they told me. Every day, I got good meals and plentiful exercise.

Yet everyday, I heard screams. Screams inside the Company.

They never told me why there screams, and I wad pretty sure I'd never find out.

One day, Ariel disappeared. I asked, but no one would tell me where she went.

I didn't cry for her. I didn't know how.

Another day, Jasmine disappeared. Again, there was no answer to where she went.

After a week, Snow was gone too.

I hadn't been on a mission for a while, and I suspected my time was soon.

I didn't know if I was feeling fear or if I'd ever felt it before. I do know that my stomach clenched and my body buzzed.

Soon, a man that worked at the Company came for me. I knew him, his name was Jeb.

He said he would help me, and I believed him.

As he cut my hair shoulders and made my bangs spikier, saying it would help, I believed him.

When he gave me an odd red dress, plain with a black waist bow and white underskirts, saying it was necessary, I believed him.

When he gave me striped socks and ugly brown boots, saying it was comfort, I believed him.

When he removed my bow and slid in a white headband, and covered my eyes with some weird green lens, saying I had too, I believed him.

But when he removed from the building, put me in a vehicle, and said this was so I would not die, and did not believe him.

There you go.

Angel: Flyingboppers1999 does not own Maximum Ride or it's characters, but she owns Alice, Ariel, Snow, and Jasmine.

Me: Thank you Angel.