Fast enough for ya'? Warning: The following scene is ummm well you'll see.

He came over to me and grabbed my arm. Seconds seemed like eternity as he got the strange looking knife ready. The blade was dull, which wasn't good for me. I tried to prepare myself but when the cool metal finally touched and tried to slice my skin I yelled as loud as I could. Mom and Dad always told me cursing was wrong. It showed profanity and stupidity and I was neither but right now at this very moment I screamed every nasty, profane, disgusting thing I could think of and knew which wasn't much considering I'm only ten. You would too if a man was sawing your arm off.

"Gesh kid I didn't expect all this screaming already. I barely made a cut." Barely? Barely? He says he barely made a cut? I didn't dare to look at it but I could already feel my skin tearing apart. And he said this was barely anything; only the beginning. I tried struggling against the chains and failing to do anything other than make my arm hurt even more. Good thing was that with all my movement Dr.D couldn't hold me still long enough to make another cut. I tried screaming again. Louder this time.

"LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! SOME ONE HELP ME! ANYONE PLEASE GET ME OUT!" That just made Dr.D call the Normbots to help restrain me. They gagged me.

"Come on kid. I thought you would be better that this. I was hoping you could stand at least some pain. That's why I waited till you were awake. I thought maybe while we were going through the less painful parts we could-you know- talk. Get to know each other better since I am going to be your supreme ruler and boss." TALK? He wanted to talk! While he's taking over my home, hunting down my friends and family, sawing my arm off, he wants me to talk to him?

"MPHPMPHPHM!" Stupid gag.

"What was your name again? Francis? Frankie? Phineas? Hey, yeah that's it! Phineas. Well I guess it really doesn't matter now. Your new name will be Borg 1-0-4 72. Or maybe just B72. Ahh well pearls before swine. Let's continue." He started sawing again after his little ramble. It hurt worse now on the new wound and I tried to scream despite the gag for what I would think to be half an hour. Hot tears ran down my face as he started reaching bone. The doctor started to be more delegate now keeping all large veins intact. He had a steady hand but he did slip every now and then causing me to give a loud yelp of pain. I saw my blood trickle down and stain the table. Some of it even seeped into my clothes.

There was numbness in my arm (or where my arm should have been at least). The great loss of blood made my mind fuzzy and unclear and I was close to closing my eyes until a new pain swept over me coming from the top of my thigh. He was starting on my leg now. My shorts were rolled up so he didn't have to take them off me or get one of the Normbots to. The pain only lasted for a bit before the numbness came back again.

"Mmphm…" That's all I could muster. He looked back at me with a face that made it seem like he actually showed pity for me.

"Well I have to admit, ignoring the beginning, you are more cooperative then that platypus was. This next part is pretty painful," More painful then what I've already been through? "so since you've been so good I'll put you under for this part." All I saw was a long needle then felt it jab my neck. I got a sudden burst of energy like I could do anything and then blackness again.

Argg curse you short chapter…well I hope you don't hate me for that little bit but do you really thing being turned into a cyborg is fun? Please review (and whoever can figure out why I chose 1-0-4 72 as Phineas's new name will win…something I guess)