Hello! This is my first fanfiction, so please be kind! Don't be afraid to tell me if I've royally messed up on something and I'd love it if you would review and tell me what you liked and what you disliked. Anyways, I'll stop talking now. Have fun reading!
Madeline walked under the sunny rays to her school in Canada. Wearing her school uniform, a navy blue pullover with grey dress pants, she walked into the school confident that her day was going to go without a hitch. Today was the day that she was going to get awarded with the Most Promising Music Student Award in her entire school and she was very excited, an understatement considering all of her life's passion was thrown into music and music alone.
As the time grew nearer, she began to feel an impending sense of doom. Although she passed it off as superstition, she couldn't help but feel weaker and weaker as the day went on and as the feeling got stronger. Finally, when the time came, the whole school shuffled into the auditorium to watch her get her award, among others of course. She waited patiently for her time to shine, but, just as she walked up to the podium to give her thanks; it felt as if there were 20 trucks idling right in her brain. She felt as though she was going to pass out minutes, even seconds, later. She tried to get her balance, but to no avail. In her dizzy stupor, she failed to notice that the rest of the school was already passed out and that there were people in gas masks coming straight for her. Finally, the world went black.
When Madeline came to, she noticed that she wasn't in her school's auditorium anymore. In fact, it didn't even look like she was in Canada anymore. Rather, it looked like one of those high-tech government facilities where they have scientists working at to better society. It didn't take long for her to notice that each of her limbs was latched onto a metal table and that the only thing that she could successfully move were her eyes.
Upon closer inspection, she found out that she was right and that she was in a laboratory, which also meant that she was most likely a test subject.
"Hello?" She shouted, knowing that she was probably not going to get an answer. Despite thinking this, she yelled "Is anyone there?" just for good measure a minute later.
After about ten minutes of shouting at, seemingly nothing, a middle-aged man with a receding hair line, a huge beer belly, and a lab coat on came out. "Ah, I see that you're awake! Good. These tests always work better if the test subject is conscious, otherwise, you can't see their reactions" he said with a painfully annoying smirk on his face.
"I suppose I should explain what's going on" the middle-aged man began, the same annoying smirk still plastered on his face. "This" he started "Is a facility where we test untested chemicals, vaccines, and other various experiments on humans."
With a confused look on her face, Madeline went to ask what he meant by 'other various experiments', but, before she could, he spoke up again. "I know you may be confused, but let me explain. In all of history, people have wondered and philosophized about immortality. In recent discoveries, we have found out that such humans do exist, but they're not people per se" he stopped to take a breath. 'Not people?' She wondered 'What the hell could they be then?'
"I suppose by now you're wondering 'Not people? What could they possibly be then?' Well, let me tell you. They're personifications of countries. They look like humans and they act like humans, but they're immortal so long as they're country lives on, but-""Hold on, what does this have to do with me?" She cut him off, too curious to care what might happen. "That's a good question. The reason why I explained that and the reason why you're here is because we're trying to artificially create a new personification, a duplicate of another country, if you will and you're our first test subject. If this succeeds you will be immortal, so you can thank us later."
Before she could protest, many more scientists came in, too many to tell, and stood over her. When Madeline looked over, she saw that one of them was lowering a syringe to her arm, while another placed something in her mouth, seemingly to bite down on. She tried to struggle, but it was no use, all she could do was watch. As they took the syringe out of her skin, she started to feel strange. All of the sudden, it felt like she was on fire, like her whole body was being stripped and given new parts all at once. There was no safe place to go in her mind. She couldn't pass out, the scientists made sure of that, and she couldn't ignore it, the pain was too great. All she could do was to scream in agony and hope that it would be over in a few seconds.
But, alas, seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours, and hours turned to days of on-and-off agonizing pain. Finally, after the third day of suffering, it all just stopped at once and, although it stopped, she felt as if she were drifting on a wave inside of her mind for a day afterwards.
When she finally woke up, she found herself inside a cell, albeit a nice cell, but still a cell nonetheless. She didn't know what to do, so she walked around and tested the door of the cell and mumbled to herself about how to get out of there and if what she was experiencing was actually real and not a terrible nightmare, a scary enough thought that she pushed it into the furthest corners of her mind. After hours of aimless walking and mumbling, they dropped food by for her, a pathetic-looking piece of chicken and some mashed potatoes with plastic utensils and upon finishing it, she fell into a deep sleep on the bed. She didn't know it yet, but there would weeks upon weeks of more 'testing' that they would have to do.