Six. Night-time.

Six sat waiting. She didn't really know why, she just was. Footsteps echoed down the white walled hall & she quickly hid the small journal behind her. She started to hear the voices of the scientists arguing,

"DuPont, where the hell is Number Eight?!"

"Sorry sir, it was exterminated. Eight had killed three of our top researchers."

"Well then, show me the others."

When they stepped into the small pool of light in front of her they stopped. One was medium height and had brown hair down to his shoulders. The other was tall and skinny, wild Gray hair framed his angular face, sky blue eyes stared into the cage to her left.

"So this is Number two."

"Yes sir, she's my daughter. Birth name Albany DuPont."

"How's her progress so far."

"Good, her genes adapted to the avian DNA quite well. She has developed weak telekinesis."

Albany sat curled up in her crate, her long brown hair fell around her diamond shaped face. Six slipped her thin fingers through the bars between them. She rested her fingers on Albany's shoulder, and whispered in a reassuring tone,

"Its gonna be okay Albs. Don't be scared."

"That's my dad, the one with Brown hair."

Six sat up, confusion in her eyes.

"Then why are you in here?"

"Its actually not to bad, I get to walk around during the day. But they put in a crate at night."

"Oh."

A few minutes later the scientists started talking again, while the gray haired one crouched down to look at Six.

"So this is Six, Our first successful plant/human hybrid. What's the problem with her powers?"

"Power, she's only developed one so far. Healing saliva."

"You said last week that you could make them more powerful! Where are my super soldiers? All I see here are a bunch of failures."

"S-s-sorry sir. We'll get to work right away."

Six knew what that meant. It meant more sleepless nights, more needles, more excruciating pain. It meant the room.

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Two days later. Nine. Daytime.

Nine was curled up in his crate, pain coursing throughout his veins. Earlier that morning the white-coats had injected a new serum into his blood to strengthen his shifting powers. But right now he ignored the pain and watched the door, worrying about Six.

A day ago they had taken her away and hadn't brought her back. Suddenly he was woken from his thoughts by the sound of footsteps. A minute or so later two men appeared, a bloody Six in their arms. They dropped her in her crate. Nine quickly shifted into ant form and slipped between the bars of the crate, and going into Six's crate. He then shifted back to himself.

"Six, I need you to wake up. Please, just open your eyes."

"Nine? Is that you? Everything hurts."

"Thank God you're awake. Okay, I'm gonna wash off your wounds and after the waters gone, I need you to spit into the cup as much as you can."

"O-o-okay."

Six spat into the cup and Nine started to smear the saliva on her cuts. Slowly the wounds sealed up and Six fell into a peaceful sleep. Nine checked her pulse and after deciding that she was fine he shifted back to an ant and went back to his crate. As he settled down to sleep he heard a voice from the other side of Six's crate.

"Is she okay?"

"You're Albany, right? Oh, and she'll be fine. She's a tough one."

"Good. Yeah, I'm Albany. And you are?"

"Nine, I'm Number Nine."

"Cool."

Then nine doubled over in pain. He hadn't expected the pain of the shift to come so soon. Albany gasped and rushed over to his crate.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, it's cause I shifted. But usually the pain happens about an hour afterwards."

"Are you sure you're fine? Do you need any thing?"

"Food?"

"Got it. Salad or soup?"

"Both."

As Albany walked of to get food Six woke up.

"Wait Albs, grab me some too."

"You're awake! I'll grab us all some. Oh, do you want me to let you out?"

"Absolutely! Nine too."

Albs un-locked the door and was hit by a barrage of hugs and thank yous. Then Six collapsed onto the floor. Nine and Albs rushed over stopping at her side, When Six sat up she said in an annoyed tone.

"Guys, I'm fine. Seriously. It's just the powers developing."

"You sure?"

"Absolutely. Can you help me up?"

"Of course!"

Albs and Nine helped her up, only to be interrupted by the door opening. A tall woman with bobbed chestnut hair stepped in. Six ran over and wrapped her in a hug, causing her to drop the tray she was carrying.

"Mrs Katrina! Any updates on the plan?"

"Sorry, none this time."

"You said that last time! Anything else?"

"Oh, yeah. Their sending in a new experiment tomorrow."

"Really?! Who are they?"

"Don't know, but I gotta go."

"Okay."

"Oh, you should go back to your crates. The evening patrol will be here soon."

After Katrina left they talked a bit, and settled down to sleep. An hour or so later they were awakened by four Erasers hauling in a large crate. They set it next to Albany's crate and left. Soon after out came a weak male voice,

"Hello, my name is Phoenix."

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