Well, this chapter's gonna be interesting, because she gets mutated! Or maybe you already knew that from this chapter's title...
Anyway, here's a new chapter! Enjoy! *Feel The Love... And The Ooze*
The men dragged Amy out of the small room they had put her in.
I want to join Daddy!
They threw her into a huge cylinder and put its' lid on. She looked around, seeing the other children in cylinders similar to hers. Amy spotted Emily and Mark. They looked so far away… fear coursed through her.
She started crying then, like she had done so many times before. Amy was scared, her mummy and daddy were back at the playground last she checked and these men might not let her join her daddy soon. She wanted to join him now. She missed the way he made her feel safe, like nothing could hurt her.
But this was different. Amy's daddy wasn't here. He was with the angels. She wanted to join him.
"Kraang is thinking this will fare well." One of the men said.
"Yes, indeed, Kraang," The other man replied, "Shall we start that which is known as the process?"
"We shall." He grabbed a lever, and with a thunk in fell down.
She heard something from above her. She looked up.
And what she saw made her scream.
Mummy! Daddy! Get me away from the green sparkly!
Right before the green sparkly hit Amy, she cried out for her mummy and daddy.
The pain was unbearable. She cried, and her tears mixed with the stuff that was oozing all over her. Distantly she could hear the screams of the other children. Somehow, without knowing, she knew that the same thing had happened to them.
It felt like something was snapping her bones and searing her skin off.
Amy felt herself changing. She brought up her hand. When she saw it, she nearly collapsed.
There wasn't a human hand. It was a paw. With claws.
The green sparkly dripped off her and fell on the ground.
She looked around at the other children. They, too, were changed. She noticed that Emily looked like a fox and Mark looked like a tiger. The other children were a range of animals.
The pain wasn't nearly as intense now. It was still enough to make her cry. Her tears seemed to fill up some of the cylinder, making a tiny river for her to sit in. She sat in it, and decided to wait.
They can't do anything worse, daddy. I'll be fine when I come to you. Don't worry.