AN: I was wondering if it should have wings too... I think i will let The Experiment, who is presently nameless... still, discover it does next chapter. Thanks!

-_-_-_-Chapter Three-_-_-_-

The experiment's POV

Trickery is but a fine and easy art for those with no conscience...

Simple. All I had to do was destroy this stupid bubble of captivity that was in encasing me in my own personal Hell. At least I think this is what 'Hell' would be like. Hmm...

I kicked out my hind legs, as stated before, they are quite well muscled despite my lack of activity. They cleared straight through the aerogel glass bubble, the shattering cracks that were streaming through it from my strange 'sonic-screech' now imploded all together, allowing me to drop to the bottom of the bubble with a 'OOF!'

They gasped in surprise as I spoke for the first time, even if it wasn't a real word. Some scribbled things frantically on notepads, others edged towards me, nervous but to inquisitive to resist.

The glass had broken in a little more than half, showering me in shards. The larger upper half had imploded in an impressive explosion of shards while the half-sphere bottom part held me; sitting calmly as my eyes had passed the instant faze of retina searing pain moments before. Now they looked around with the same curiosity about ten scientists held in their expressions as they creeped towards me.

One had the nerve to reach out its hand to me and touch my armored shoulder. I released a warning snarl from my stomach and he jumped back in fear, stumbling over my mess and falling. I chuckled, realizing this was humor, and watched the rest stop about 2ft away. One, a woman, out-stretched her arm, holding her hand to my hand-like... thing.

"Hello...," She murmured, not able to speak above a whisper in her excitement. "We have been waiting for quite some amount of years...," She whispered frantically while I stared stupidly at her hand.

"What do I do?" I asked in confusion, watching her jerk it suddenly to remind me it was there, though I was fully aware.

She grinned like a excited fledgling. "Shake it, of course!" She piped up, bobbing it once more. "It's our way of saying 'Hello!"

I narrowed my eyes in suspicion. "Is it a friendly gesture?" I nearly growled but tried to remain somber.

She swallowed nervously, aware of the power they had gifted me with, but obviously not aware I had gained free-will in the process of whatever it was they did to me. To make me.

"It's... Yah...," She said tentively, her forehead breaking into a sweat as she put it down.

I glared angrily. "Well don't be a fool; you are no friend of mine. Where am I?" I snarled, watching some mutter about something called 'Security.' Once walked towards a button and clicked it several times, a high pitched keening each time struck my ears with an annoying tingle.

I gritted my teeth as he continued, growing impatient and, suddenly, throwing out my hand/paw thing, on instinct and feeling my power and thought drain into the palm of the three fingers, clenched tightly together. A beautiful but mysterious orb started to grow and several people screamed, jumping under things, others tried desperately to get out of the air-tight room.

"NO!" Wailed the woman in a high-pitched voice that struck my ears even worse than the 'button.' I aimed my ora at her, face set hard in concentration as I realized I was scaring them.

"Will this hurt you?" I asked mischievously, enjoying my position.

"Yes!" She yelped frantically, backing up slowly. "Please don't, you'll kill us all and blow up everyone and thing in the laboratory, you'll kill thousands of innocent beings...," She trailed nervously as it grew to the size of a bowling ball.

"Aren't you bad people?" I asked innocently, confused of how the world worked. What was 'The Laboratory?" Was that where I lived? Is this my home? Do I want to blow up my home, my creators?

"We gave you life...?" She seemed to suggest.

I frowned in thought, lowering my hand and letting guilt stretch across my expression. "Teach me," I murmured, "Teach me what this all means, what I am, how I am what I am, how things are what they are... Can you?" I pondered, tipping my head cutely.

She looked happily excited once more and scientists creeped out of hiding. "Yes," She spluttered in relief. "We have much to teach you, but in return, you must let us use you, for good!" She added hastily when my eyes narrowed.

"For good?" I pondered over the sentence. "Good...," I growled it and let my hands grow a orb of energy to the size of one of my 'finger-tips' and played with it. "But I get to play," I said cheekily, looking up once more and throwing the orbs at a bottle of orangey-pink liquid.

The liquid was definitely of some strange chemicals in relation to my ora, for it grew to a incredible size and lit up the room in a incredible shine of purple-silver. I watched it proudly and forced out both of my palms, concentrating on the power and energy in the growing explosion, and closed my eyes, drawing it into myself through my palms.

The scientists watched on in amazement and I felt the last of it drain into my hands, just as someone from behind me hitched something around my thin neck.

I snarled in surprise and whipped around to backhand a middle-aged man who was caught with sudden surprise. I ignored the one I had struck, and the fact that he was sprawled on the floor, and let my hands explore the thing around my neck. It was jet black, like most of my flesh, but it had razor sharp blades jutting out from all around it. It was dangerous.... but beautiful at the same, in its own strange way...

I looked to the woman who looked hurt. "What is it?" I grouched at her, tired of things I didn't know that they all seemed to.

"A present," She grumped in the same tone. "But you didn't have to hit the man that gave it to you...," She growled.

I rolled my eyes impatiently, still slouched cross-legged in my dome and touched it carefully, caressing the dangerous blades.

"We should get you fixed up, you're bloody from you 'accident'," She mumbled. "If you don't act up again, then you can come with no restraints but you're going to freak the Hell out of everyone, and they'll gawk..."

I smiled. Being the center of attention, as to my knowledge it was called, sounded enjoyable... "Maybe," I sneered, just to annoy her. These humans seamed week, easy to trick and lead on. Though their technologies may be incredible, I am more exceedingly brilliant than any of them... And I knew it.

But I had yet to find out, that strange tension in the air, the strange tension that seemed to scream: 'Secrets are being kept...'

AN: Anyone else smell a filler? I think I do! I'll make something more interesting happen next chapters. Swearies it!

-huggles baby Experiment-

Soooo cuteness! Like a baby wallaby! Only more alien cuteness...

-baby Experiment looks at her like she's crazy- "Pwease review and swave meh...."