HI! so, this kinnda ties in with my other story, so i hope you enjoy! oh, and ocea and emma have something to tell you guys.
Ocea: She doesnt own hetlia!
Emma: where is felia?
Felia couldn't be here roght now, for reasons that you will understand later.
I stared at the crack in the wall, tracing its shape with my eyes for the hundredth, and maybe last, time. I can't count how many times I've been in this room. I was always an iffy subject with the white coats, and every time "spring cleaning" came around I was transported here. So far I had been lucky, I was always kept as a curiosity, but one of these days I was going run out of luck, and the white coats will "terminate" me. Yeah, sucks doesn't it? I can't believe they would keep someone as awesome as me in a cage. I flip my hair over my shoulder. Everything about me is "abnormal". My long hair reaches down past my feet, and drags on the floor a little. I am, if this makes any since, 98% albino. I'm not sure how it works, but it does. The other two percent you say? We are getting there, just you wait. So, my hair is white, but it has natural streaks of yellow, purple, and red. Which would not be possible, right? But it is. I'll explain it later. My skin actually changes color, from a pale white, to a dark tan, and I get really scared, blue. Again, weird. Now, the other two percent. I am two percent butterfly, which is kinda random, but whatever! The two percent also happened to give me bright blue wings. You can see why I'm an oddity, ja? I am... Contained within the lab in Germany. I had never tried to break out, because someone as awesome as me does not try to breakout without at least a 95% chance of seceding. A white coat enters the room.
"So, Antje, how are you?" he asks, in a surprisingly normal voice.
"how do you think I am?" I reply, before I look at him.
"I don't know, I'm not the thinking one am I? Your the one with the 199 iq level, yes?" the scientist says, straightening his coat. He is very young for a white coat, or at least young for someone high enought to evaluate me. He has blonde hair, and an accent.
I squint my eyes at him, "are you... American?" I question.
"ah, I thought someone of your intelligence would be able to tell the difference, I'm Canadian." he says, seeming a little disappointed.
" Canadian? I'm sorry, I have never heard such before, I... Don't get out much" I reply, in a polite, but cold, voice.
"true, i guess you are not to blame. So, how are you? Maybe just a tad bit nervous? I don't blame you if you are, they are coming close to terminating you." he says.
"yes, but I will most likely survive, I am, after all a guineas, ja? And one of the few secesful combos, in other words, a very rare species." I say, playing up my guineas part.
"true, but you are mostly just a curiosity, of no real use. And the have developed... Other humans with flight. If I remember correctly, your combo only works with an albino, yes?"
"true, but albinos are best any ways, and that makes me even rarer, there are many who would love to have me, I'm sure."
"Very nice wording, but that may not be enough, good luck." he says, and walks out the door. And in that moment, I knew that I had to escape, no matter if they caught me or not.
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