The Fuzzy Dudett
By Skye-Chan
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men: Evolution or any of its characters, they belong to Marvle (I think).
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Chapter 3: Captured
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I opened my eyes slowly, but squeezed them shut when a bright light greeted them. Slowly I remembered the events that had taken place at school. I remember blacking out, but nothing that would have to do with her being in a room with a bright light shining in her face.
"You can open your eyes now Kimberlee." A male voice said, "I turned the light off."
Slowly I opened my eyes, allowing them to adjust to the now dim room before I studied my surroundings further.
I was in the middle of a large medal-looking room, hooked up to more monitors then I thought possible. Standing over me was a man who looked to be in his 20 or 30 but his white hair made it hard to tell. He whore a white lab coat and was looking at some of the monitors and making gesturing motions with his hand.
As I looked closer I could see a meddle clipboard floating beside him, a shiny silver pen moving across the paper with each gesture he made.
"Who are you? Where am I?" I finally worked up the courage to ask, "and what do you plan on doing to me?"
"You don't need to be concerned with my name or your ware-a-bouts, and your question shouldn't be what am I going to do, but what have I done." The man said smirking.
"Ok then, what *did* you do?" I asked slightly ticked.
"I needed someone to try my invention on, and you happened to be handy. After my last 'test subject' left, I have been rather pressed for time to find someone new."
I just glared at him.
"Well then, I'll see you tomorrow." And with that he turned around and started heading towards one of the medal walls, which with a gesture of his hand slid apart.
I sighed and looked around some more. I noticed that I was apparently in a hospital bed, which would have been pretty comfortable, except for the fact that I was being held by medal bonds, that were attached to the beds sides. I was wearing what appeared to be a hospital gown, but was to tired to really care. I slowly slipped into unconsciousness.
By Skye-Chan
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men: Evolution or any of its characters, they belong to Marvle (I think).
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Chapter 3: Captured
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I opened my eyes slowly, but squeezed them shut when a bright light greeted them. Slowly I remembered the events that had taken place at school. I remember blacking out, but nothing that would have to do with her being in a room with a bright light shining in her face.
"You can open your eyes now Kimberlee." A male voice said, "I turned the light off."
Slowly I opened my eyes, allowing them to adjust to the now dim room before I studied my surroundings further.
I was in the middle of a large medal-looking room, hooked up to more monitors then I thought possible. Standing over me was a man who looked to be in his 20 or 30 but his white hair made it hard to tell. He whore a white lab coat and was looking at some of the monitors and making gesturing motions with his hand.
As I looked closer I could see a meddle clipboard floating beside him, a shiny silver pen moving across the paper with each gesture he made.
"Who are you? Where am I?" I finally worked up the courage to ask, "and what do you plan on doing to me?"
"You don't need to be concerned with my name or your ware-a-bouts, and your question shouldn't be what am I going to do, but what have I done." The man said smirking.
"Ok then, what *did* you do?" I asked slightly ticked.
"I needed someone to try my invention on, and you happened to be handy. After my last 'test subject' left, I have been rather pressed for time to find someone new."
I just glared at him.
"Well then, I'll see you tomorrow." And with that he turned around and started heading towards one of the medal walls, which with a gesture of his hand slid apart.
I sighed and looked around some more. I noticed that I was apparently in a hospital bed, which would have been pretty comfortable, except for the fact that I was being held by medal bonds, that were attached to the beds sides. I was wearing what appeared to be a hospital gown, but was to tired to really care. I slowly slipped into unconsciousness.
