So I was suppose to post the next chapter for Project Legend. I only did two paragraphs cause...brainfart. So, to entertain you people for this week, I'll give you this here story! Hope you enjoy!

Caged: Lox from Project Legend

(Fences by Paramore)

I'm sitting in a room

Made up of big white walls

I was thrown back into my room after failing a test again. They hadn't left me off the hook this time, and the blood oozing from my cuts stained the walls, again. I'm able to get through a few cuts, though. At least that's what they told me anyways.

I struggled to pick myself up, my wounds stinging with each movement. Once I stood straight, besides the slight swaying, I looked around my room like I usually do when I'm done for the day. The room was big compared to the others. It wasn't as clean as it used to be though. My dried up blood has left strange stains which marked the walls and the flooring. I limped to the closest wall and I traced the marks with my fingers. I would sometimes scratch of the blood off with my claws and draw little pictures. They usually were the dead ones and the skinless ones that I drew, only because I didn't know much else. Sometimes I would draw one of the guards with that sharp thing they have at their sides, which they use to make me behave. I don't like them. They always bully me and call me strange names.

I kneeled down to one of my doodles and started to etch something next to it.

And in the hall,

There are people looking through

The window in the door

They know exactly what we're here for

I had fallen asleep next to my small drawings and was awoken by footsteps. They said my hearing is good, but I don't know why they think it's so special. They also like my wings and tail. I think they want them, but I don't want them pulling them out so I don't let anyone touch them. Unless they hold me down, which they usually do.

I shook my head, trying to get rid of the grogginess in me and once awake I stared at the door, not bothering to stand up. I saw the same man who usually pokes at me with his sharp stick look through the small opening on the door. I sometimes wish that I was as tall as him so I can look through it.

He looks at me and then opens the door.

"Alright brat, get up now. You already know the drill," he said with his deep voice.

I shook my head no. I didn't want to go today, my tail was still sore after they tried to test out how strong it could be.

The man didn't like my answer and began to slowly walk towards me, taking out his sharp thing from his side.

"Don't fucking start with me, demon. I've had a rough morning already and I don't need a bastard like you to go and make it worst," he growled.

I started to scoot away from him, already regretting my decision. I always made stupid choices, but today he seemed really angry. He didn't hesitate to swing down at me and cut my arms up as I held them up in defense. I whined and tried to quickly get up, but he knocked me back down. I landed on my stomach and he swung again, fast enough for me to hear the swishing sound. Unfortunately, I wasn't fast enough to get out of the way and the object had sliced through my back, cutting up parts of my wings as well. I yelped out in pain, tears threaten to start leaking through my eyes.

I attempted to get up again, trying not to pay any attention to my fresh wounds. I was just happy that the ones from yesterday had already healed. The guard let me up this time, his frustration now diminished. He got a hold of my shirt collar and yanked me out of my room. I took one last look at it before the door shut. A red, mixed in with a purple, liquid had now stained another part of my room.

He let go of my collar and started to push me through the hallways. I kept my head down, trying to contain my whimpers and cries as fresh air stung my back and arms. I was eventually led into a room which was new to me. With one final shove, I was in the room and landed on my knees. After the door had slid closed, I crawled to the nearest corner and hugged my knees, trying to make myself as small as possible. I wrapped my black colored tail around my feet and covered myself with my wings, trying to ignore the pain that accompanied it as I shifted them around. They only thing I left visible was my mouth. I forced a smile.

Don't look up,

Just let them think there's no place else you rather be

I sat there for only a minute before I heard the familiar buzzing of the cameras. Whatever this test was going to be, it was going to start soon. Before too long, I heard the familiar moaning of the dead ones and the clicking sounds of the skinless ones. I got up from my little ball, knowing now that they were going to test out my strength again.

You're always on display

For everyone to watch and learn from

A new monster was introduced and I had a harder time killing all of them. They threw in a black looking thing that had many legs and made a hissing sound. It frightened me when I first saw one. It was half my size, and I was grateful that I had something smaller than me to fight until it jumped and attacked me from the air. It took me a while to figure out how this one worked but I had killed them all before I got enough information from them.

I had collapsed on the ground, exhausted. How I wished I could have not have been tested on today. But I'm tested on every day, not a single day to myself. I guess it's useless hoping for a break. I wish for a lot of things, but I really want to get out of here one day. I sometimes wished that I would have known this was going to happen and escaped while I had my chance. But I guess this was the inevitable.

Don't you know by now?

You can't turn back because this road

Is all you'll ever have.

I laid there for a while, feeling every new scratch, bruise, and bump that I got for today. I could feel my blood beginning to form a pool around me. I haven't felt this weak in ages.

And it's obvious that

You're dying, dying

After a few more minutes to myself, the door slid open. I already knew who it was going it was going to be. A man who goes by the name, Dr. Lived. He's the only one I know the name of, but I wish I didn't.

"You've done exceptional today. Tomorrow you must do better. I'm counting this one as passing. Now get up. You don't want to die there now do you?" he said with a smirk.

I struggled to get up. If it were someone else I probably would have just kept on laying there. But he was different. He seemed to be in charge of everyone and no one seemed to go against him. Sometimes, guards who beat on me would stop if another one told them too. But Dr. Lived was able to beat on me if he wanted to and no one would be able to stop him.

As I finally got on my two feet, I stumbled across to the doorway. Dr. Lived was now standing beside me, his grin almost audible. It wasn't too long before the guard showed up and led me back to my room. Dr. Lived stayed behind, his eyes burning the back of my head.

Just living proof that the

Camera's lying

I was forced to fight that monster with many legs for the next few days, leaving me exhausted each time. They said I was doing better and that I was getting stronger and stuff like that, but I just felt like I was about to die each time. All they ever paid attention to was my time and my tactics. Thy didn't care if I was half dead by the end of it, as long as I wasn't dead.

One day, several guards showed up at my room after I had just finished testing. In the middle of the bunch was Dr. Lived. He had some strange metal thing in his hand. A devilish grin was on his face, which scared me half to death. I knew something bad was going to happen to me and I was terrified.

"Today's your 6th birthday, my little Enderlox. I have a present for you," he said sarcastically and with a snap the guards went from his side to mine and held me down. I automatically started to thrash around, scared of what might be happening. I lashed my tail around, hoping that it would make some of them back away but it didn't. They just got a hold of it and held it against the ground. I was pinned on my stomach against the floor and as I squirmed to get free, their grip just got tighter.

A few of them held my one of my arms out and lifted up my sleeve.

And oh, oh, open wide

'Cuz this your night

So smile

"Say cheese," and I heard a click before I saw a flash. But before I could even think about what that flash was about, something began to burn my arm and it hurt, a lot. I screamed, but it sounded more like a screeching sound. Whatever it was it had made everyone stop what they were doing and let go of me. They had all put their hands to their ears. The pain had quickly subsided and whatever it was, something told me to run.

They had left the door open and I dashed out of that room. I've only been through the hallways that lead to the testing chambers, so I avoided those and immediately went to one that I've never been through before. It was quiet for the first few minutes of running. The only color I saw was the white that the hallways were painted. It wasn't until some sort of loud beeping sound began to go off did I really realize what I had just did. I knew that at that moment that if I got caught, whatever they did to me now was going to get 10x's worse.

I ran through the hallways, frantic to find a place to escape. Although being inside this place for so long, I had no idea what freedom would look like. But I guess I found it when I saw a cluster of guards standing in front of a doorway.

They spotted me immediately and a few of them began to charge to my direction.

'Cuz you'll go out in style

It might have been instinct or who knows what. But my wings opened automatically. I was finally able to fly.

You'll go out in style.

I love that song :D Well, don't start a riot now 'cause I gave you guys something to read!

See ya soon!

~Scdoodles