"002!" A girl's step-father shouted from the floor below." 002! Get down here!" The step-father called. "Coming father" She called back, quickly getting out of her bed and clumsily fumbled around the door knob to the closet. After a minute of rummaging through a mess of a closet the brunette found a black tank top and white shorts. She put them on and ran down the stairs, to be greeted by a bald man with blue eyes. " Yes father?" She asked him trying to be as polite as she could to him. " Your mother left, so we are going to try to add a healing factor to that chip of yours." He said," And if we can't let see what we can do with some needles."
" Since he did not figure out how to add it to the chip in the girls neck he decided it would be best to do a experiment to see if he could get the healing factor to work. As he dragged her to the basement by the neck the girl was thinking of the worst. She had never been down to the basement before, the only thing she knew about the room was that his last experiment, 001, had died on the very same table she was about to be placed on. The bald man shoved her onto the table and tied the black straps around her body, making her not able to move a muscle.
002 then noticed a name on the desk her head was facing. Viktor Krane, was written on a plague on the desk in bold font. She suddenly felt a pinch in her arm which left as suddenly as it came. 002's eyes dropped slowly as the thing injected into her arm took affect and suddenly she was in a dark empty space. Glancing around all she saw was a black obis and heard a steady bang continuing in a rhythm like a heart beat. " W-" She began her voice croaking and her throat dry causing her to cough," Where am I?" She repeated in a small whisper. Only an echo answered her question and her body suddenly tingled with pain.
Letting out a scream her body twisted and turned as she collapsed on the ground in pain. It felt like thousands of needles were being stabbed into her skin. The stead bang suddenly increased rapidly before slowly down to dangerously slow. 002 slowly felt the pain drift away to a dull numb sensation as she gave a groan and slowly sat up only to be amazed at the deeps cut on her arm to be slowly closing her pale, almost white, skin to be coming back with no trace of the cuts ever existing. " H-How?" She stuttered her voice still hoarse.
A laugh snapped her out of thoughts and she looked up to see Viktor standing in front of her. " It worked." He said in a emotionless voice though one could tell he was happy but the look of happiness in his eyes. " What worked? Why were there cuts on my arms?!" She asked struggling against the black straps around her body. " Stop struggling!" He said, voice booming through the basement as he hurried to let 002 free of the straps. Once she was free she moved as far away as she could from the man. " Now to answer your questions, I did a small experiment to see if you could get a healing factor so i had to see if it worked by cutting on your arm. It worked!" He answered.
The brunette girl shook her head. " N-No." She stuttered denying the fact she could now be considered an experiment. " Yes." He said and she bolted up the stairs, tripping over the top step and ran out of the house. She had ran down the side walk, almost into the town the lived outside of, before she the effect of what happen fully dawned on her. Collapsing onto the ground against the wall she pulled her knees to her chest and buried her head into them a few tears escaping. 'What had I done? Sure I hadn't been perfect. No I wasn't loved by everyone, but I hadn't thought that my step-father would go and experiment on me. Maybe it was because I hadn't been perfect?' She thought wondering why that had happened.
' Maybe he thought he could experiment on me because he thought i wasn't perfect? Sure I may have awful hair, dull green eyes, a horrible body, and.. well now I may see his point. I'm awful aren't I?' She thought as more tears slid down her face. But one thing, one thought, was more important to her, ' What happens now?