Chapter 4

Sarge parked the jeep, and the three of us hopped out. Doc walked over to me, "C'mon lets get you inside."

I nodded, and decided it would me pointless to try to put up a fight, seeing how a tank was on it's way here anyways. The purple soldier led me into the building. It opened up into an open kitchen area that led to what looked like to be a living room. Further down the base were six doors that I figured were the bedrooms, three on each wall of the hallway.

Doc walked over the third one on the right and opened the door. He motioned in,"Here, you can change into something a bit more comfortable, extra clothes are in to closet if you need it. And feel free to take a shower if you want one. Meet me in the kitchen when your ready."

I nodded,"okay...thanks." He nodded and left me to the empty room. I stepped inside and looked around. A single bunk bed was pressed against the wall an the right, and to the left was the closet Doc had been talking about. Pressed against the center wall was an empty desk.

I strolled over to the closet and peeked inside. Stacks of shirts ranging in all the colors of the rainbow with gray sweatpants were neatly folded on two of the shelves. Inside the small right cabinet was the regular pain killers, toothpaste, and a medical kit. Inside the left was the shampoo, conditioner, body wash, etc.

I grabbed a green shirt with a pair of sweatpants and made my way to the personal bathroom. Taking off my armor was a bit of a challenge on my own, but I managed to get it off without having to ask for any help. I shimmied out of the black under-armor and stepped into the shower.

I'm just going to have to say, taking a hot shower after what I've been through so far, was a pretty great feeling.

I sighed, wondering what I was going to say to the others when they got back."Um ya, don't freak out, but I can morph into anything I want and kill you all in a matter of seconds," didn't seem like a great thing to say. And the fact that I can barely control it wasn't an awesome fact either.

I came to the conclusion to just not tell them was my best bet so far, so I would stick to that.

I stepped out of the shower, quickly dried myself, and got dressed. I looked into the mirror. A five-foot-seven woman with blue eyes, wet brown hair, and a large bruise appearing on her forehead stared back. I closed my eyes and turned away.

Making my way back into the kitchen was easy enough, turning the corner, I saw Doc sitting at the table, fiddling with some items in the medical kit. He had changed into a purple shirt with gray sweats as well. He noticed me and gestured for me to take a seat next to him.

Obeying, I went to sit next to him. A bit nervous because I haven't exactly had a great past with doctors and scientists.

"Feel better?"

"Very, thanks."

He began to poke around my bruise on my forehead."Tell me were it hurts the most."

He touched around the outer part of the injury lightly, then the closer he moved to the center, the more it hurt.

I spoke up when he reached the middle,"there, it hurts most there."

Doc nodded,"Well its nothing to serious, just put some ice on it to keep the swelling down, and it should be fine."

I nodded, as he turned his attention to my right shoulder."How does it feel, can you move it okay?"

I rolled my shoulders and answered,"It's sore, but It doesn't feel like its dislocated or anything serious."

"That's great, anything else I should know about?"

"Other than I have a massive headache, I'm fine."

He laughed,"Okay, here's some Tylenol, and some water, I bet your thirsty."

Smiling, I swallowed the pill, along with the water in a hurry.

"Thanks...when do you think the others will be back?"

He shrugged,"anytime I guess."

I nodded, and looked around. Doc spoke up,"You can watch T.V if you want, or grab a bite to eat, I'm guessing your gonna have to stay with us for the time being."

"Do I have much of a choice?" I said, strolling over to the counter where a stack of bananas lay. I grabbed one and peeled it quickly.

"No, I guess you don't." Doc answered.

I took a bite out of the banana then spoke, "so, am I supposed to be...your prisoner?" I asked with sarcasm. "Your not exactly chaining me to a wall and trying to get information out of me."

He shrugged, "I'm just the doctor, I don't get decide those things."

I nodded and looked around, "When do you think the others will get here?"

"I would say in about fifteen to twenty minutes now...Oh wait, I forgot to take a scan of you!" Doc grabbed the small scanner off the table.

"Just stand still, this will only take a second."

The small device hummed to life as Doc began at my feet and worked his way up, scanning my entire body. The scanner let out a small beep, and transmitted the results to the tiny screen display.

Doc furred his eyebrows, "What the heck?"

As he looked up, the door swung open, and in walked an orange, a maroon, and a pink armor clad

soldier. "I am never, EVER, riding in that stupid tank again."

The three took off their helmets, "Oh come on Grif, it wasn't that bad, me and Caboose were playing I Spy!"

"That's what made it so bad." The orange soldier mumbled, apparently called "Grif" answered.

I stood in the kitchen, chewing on the last bit of my banana before Doc spoke up, "Hey guys, looks like you made it back in one piece."

Grif nodded and looked over to me, along with the other two.

The Pink one spoke up, "Hey! Isn't she supposed to be chained up or something?"

"Doughnut!" Doc cried

"What? That's what Carolina said..." He trailed off.

Weird. I thought Carolina was dead. "Carolina?"

Doughnut answered, "Ya! She's a crazy Freelancer chick who likes to kill people..."

"I know who she is!" I cut him off.

"Ya...She's sorta a Freelancer to..." Doc said, referring to me.

"Ohh that's just perfect, another Freelancer is here! Because all the Freelancer's we meet are both totally sane, and not complete freaks here to kill us all!" Grif replied with a childish amount of sarcasm.

It took everything I had not to completely loose it. "Pfft, whatever, its not like I crashed my pelican on purpose just to kill some weak simulation soldiers."

"Hey! Us "weak" simulation soldiers were able to kill the Meta!" The maroon soldier retorted.

"The Meta? Wait...do you mean Maine?"

"No. We mean agent Cupcakes. Yes of course we mean Maine!" Grif said.

"How did you manage that?"

"We threw him off a cliff, why does it matter?"

"It doesn't, forget I asked." I muttered. It did matter. I needed help from an AI. I needed to figure out how to control my stupid ability, and if I'm lucky, be able to get rid of it forever.

I wanted nothing more then to live my life as a normal human being, but I'm beginning to think I may not be human at all anymore.

Grif shrugged, "Whatever, I'm Grif, the pink one's Doughnut, and the Maroon one's Simmons, pleasure to meet you, if you need me, I'll be taking a nap...And do me a favor: don't need me." He walked off, leaving the four of us alone.

"I'm...I'm gonna go find Sarge." Simmons broke the awkward silence and made his way back outside.

"Hey. Whats your name?" Doughnut asked.

"California."

"Cool...can I just call you Cali?"

"Ya, sure, whatever." I couldn't care less what they called me, as long as is isn't experiment number 4902.

"Number 4902, is ready for another test, shall we proceed?" Marcus asked.

"Proceed." Scarlet answered, she glanced over she shoulder at me, before leaving the room. The doors slid shut behind her, leaving me chained to wall with energy cuffs strapping my wrists against the metal wall.

It had been about fifteen years since my parents left me here, or at least that's what they tell me. I was eight years old when I arrived here. I've lost count of the number of test's, and augmentations they've run on me. Each one hurts more than the last, and now I wish they would just kill me.

Two people dressed in full white armor walked in, as usual, ready to shoot me if anything went wrong, and I tried to escape. Don't know why they bother, I have nowhere to go anyways, though any where's better than here, sitting in my own blood.

The computer's voice began, "Beginning energy surge test."

I gasped as the energy cuffs began to vibrate quickly, making a small humming noise, drowning out all other noises. For about one minute this went on, until a terrible pain filled my wrists, and slowly, the pain moved in waves,all across my body.

I screamed as the waves became faster, and more pain filled my body. My vision began to blur and a small ringing filled my ears.

Tears rolled down my face as I screamed again. Never before had a test lasted this long...or hurt so badly.

My wrists began to burn, and the ringing in my ears turned to a loud screech. My head was pounding when all of a sudden everything stopped, I felt no pain, no screeching, no burning.

It took me a moment to realize I wasn't in control of me. The energy cuffs broke from the wall, and I stood, still not in control.

Green codes were spiraling all around me. Wrapping themselves all around my limbs, clinging to me like a vine.

I watched in horror as the codes made their way to the floor, and to the two guards like snakes, wrapping themselves around, and with a bright flash, they died. They just sorta collapsed to the ground.

My body made its way around the corner, where more guards stood with their guns raised, prepared to fire.

Random Guard's POV

This was scarier than the worst horror movie...because it was real. Really, really, real. Energy cuffs were unbreakable, and not only that, but Experiment 4902 was extremely dangerous.

I raised my gun to her when she turned the corner. Her eyes were glowing a bright green, and what looked like green codes spiraling around her. Her face had no emotion.

She had just slaughtered to guards without even touching them, but for some reason I didn't shoot, none of us did. None of us could. The codes spiraling around her began to quicken, and instead of being woven around her, made a perfect circle, like a hula hoop around her. Then the codes stopped moving, and flashed. Then disappeared into her.

What I saw was probably the coolest thing I ever saw, and the last thing. She hunched over as and fell to her knees. Her back grew longer, and a tail sprouted. Her back legs grew longer, and her arms grew a bit to. Her right hand stayed normal, but her left arm transformed into a part arm part sword thing.

She stood upright, taller then before, her eyes sill glowing a bright green as she lunged at us.

Cali's POV

Many things were awful, but watching as your body ripped open about twenty people's guts and organs was awful. Terrifying in fact. I was now officially afraid of myself.

I began screaming for me to stop, to stop killing people, but I couldn't, nothing worked. I was helpless.

I heard a faint voice, then my world shook. Then I heard a louder voice calling my name...Then I woke up...Still screaming.

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