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Chapter 2:

-Tara's POV-

I groaned as I opened my eyes to a bright light.

"Nice to see you've awakened," my eyes widened as the light began to dim.

"Where am I?" I demanded. My eyes couldn't help but widen when a guy that looked…either Chinese or Japanese looked me straight into the eyes, in his arm was a helmet…but his eyes…they seemed too robotic for my liking.

"Welcome to your new home," he stated. I thought this moment would never come, being far away from that evil step sister, and misunderstanding mother and step father. But…I didn't like it.

"What do you mean new home?" I asked in a suspicious manner.

"Do you think your friend Lori was truly your friend?" he asked, sending me a look, "she was actually a spy for me, and you have just the potential for an experiment that I'm going to do."

"What?" my eyes widened, "And experiment, me?" Yeah…that's all I could say, it isn't everyday that you find out that your so called friend betrayed you just so you could become part of an experiment. Of course I now know why her parents were never home.

He sent me a look, before putting the helmet back on his head, and exiting the room. I am seriously creeped out right now.

Seconds later, this African American dude entered the room, he had an eye patch over one eye, and the creepiest look on his face…and I forgot to mention the needle in his hand. I hate needles, sure, I never cried when I got shots, but they're painful.

"Hello Test Subject KM11," he smirked, "I am Baxter Stockmen."

"That dude that created the mouser robots," I said in a confused tone, "you do realize that it's a waste of time to get rid of all rats."

"Silence KM11," he sent me an if-you-don't-shut-up-I'll-kill-you look, before injecting whatever what was in the needle in my arm.

I thought getting shots at the doctor hurt…this hurt even worse. It felt so strange, I wasn't visibly changing, but it felt like I was.

It hurt like hell. I was actually screaming in pain, as Stockmen just watched in amusement. If I ever got out of here he was the first on my list to die an agonizing death, then that dude that was in here earlier.

Suddenly I felt my world go dark once again.

I woke up with a groan, inside a prison like cell, I felt this annoying feeling in the back of my neck, and I reached back there only to feel a shock. I winced, and I looked around my cell. It was the size of the room I had to share with my step sister Nyssa, so I couldn't help but be happy that I had all that space to myself.

"So, KM11 survived?" I strained my hearing.

"Yes Master, she did," that was that Stockmen dude.

"Stockmen, if you fail me, you will loose yet another body part," that same voice hissed.

Wait a second…KM11, what's that supposed to mean?

"Bring her in for her first test run."

"Yes Master."

The next thing I knew, Stockmen was walking to my cell, with a remote in hand. He pressed a button, and I ended up standing up, and I wasn't even doing anything to cause myself to stand up.

"Come KM11," he said as he opened my cell door.

"I have a name," I stated.

"Sorry, Tara, but I prefer to call you KM11," he knew my name, and he wasn't even going to use it…dumb butt. I wasn't going to move. I crossed my arms over my chest, and then with a flip of a switch I was following him.

I was brought to this room, where some gansta wannabe was standing there. He sneered at me, crowbar in his grimy hands, his green hair in disarray, and multiple piercing.

Not to mention he was the ugliest guy I've ever seen.

"Attack," Stockman's voice ordered. My eyes widened when the guy charged me, crowbar in hand.

"Are you out of your freakin' minds!?" I cried as I lifted my arm up to block the attack. The next thing I knew I heard the sound of metal bending, and I opened my eyes to see the man staring at the crowbar wide eyed. I did that…

It must have been that shot that freakin' dumb assed dork gave me, he some how made me super human. Not that I don't mind and all…but I really don't want to be some killing machine.

I have morals too ya know.

"Very good KM11," his voice rang out, "now finish him off."

I gulped, "I can't kill an innocent person."

"Do as I say KM11," his voice growled. Suddenly I felt something controlling my body, and I went charging for the guy. I really didn't want to do it…and I just couldn't kill the guy, even though it pains me to say that.

I felt a pang of electricity, making my right arm send the guy a right hook. He literally flew ten feet backwards, crashing into the wall…and leaving cracks. I felt my legs going faster and a green ball of energy form in my hand. I threw the sphere at the guy…and my eyes widened when I heard his cries of agony.

The moment the eerie smoke cleared, I paled. I just killed a person…but someone was controlling me. I wanted out, and I wanted it now.

Too bad that's when I blacked out again.

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