© Autumn Raine
A/N: Doo doo. Another chapter. So you know, there's a OC in the mists towards the end, but, don't worry about remembering him as a main character. He's just sorta..there for some plot juicy-ness. ^.~
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959458-75 on the loose. I repeat, 959458-75 on the loose.
Alex was next after the blonde haired, blue eyed girl who walked out of the room with hurt, pain, and anger written all over her face.
"Next.." The young woman called out, and Alex went into the room. Having her seat on the doctor's table, she dangled her legs over the side; eyes looking around at the needles and such that were about the room.
"So, what am I here for? Phsyical?" She raised a brow.
"Well, no not really." The woman looked to the girl and handed her a set of light blue clothes. "These will be your clothes for when you are working. Those clothes your wearing could be worn whenever." She smiled, then slipped a new pair of gloves over her hands. "How many more are out there?" She raised a brow.
"Me and two others." She held the clothes, and looked to the small logo on the breast of one of the shirts. It had her new name, Current in bold letters. Her voice became a bit shaky, and she looked worridly up to the woman; "What are you going to do to me?" Whitish-yellow energy began to glow about her petite figure; wide, framed eyes looking frightened and scared.
"Now..Now..Stop that power of yours." The woman tried to calm her down, and Alex shuttered out a sigh; and the energy fizzled into soft puffs of grey smoke.
"That's much better." The woman smiled, rolling up her sleeve. Swiftly, she injected the syrup for the chip; then she grabbed the tattooing needle. Black ink went to met her soft skin as Alex began to tear slightly. The ink's firey feeling shot from her arm to her brain, her throat aching to shot out in pain. Biting her lip, she whinced, and looked quickly to her arm. Black numbers appeared, along with a pattern of black liines; each mark leaving a feeling of burning from flesh to bone.
"Now, 642031-76, or Current, you will be rooming with two other girls; 93727-04 and 460309-26. They have the larger room in that wing of the Farm. You will have to come back shortly for a screening, and tagging soon; so that you are ready for the Petting Zoo. Until then, 642031-76." The woman slipped off her rubber gloves, and began to place on new ones. Tear swelled eyes looked to the curtain, and slowly, she walked out of the room. Looking down to the blue skinned girl, she mouthed the words, "Run away".
But, that guard came, and with his metal bat like-thing, he motioned the girl down the hallway and to the left. Coming to a steel platted door, along with a bright light infront of the door; she was pushed inside, landing on the damp floor on her hands and knees. Her uniform fell to the ground, along with her glasses.
A figure appeared from the shadows infront of her, that fizzled image appearing as another girl tossed a sheet of light energy towards the middle of the room. In the fizzled image's hand were her glasses, strands of white falling over her shoulders; and the most striking eyes she'd ever seen. "Ah'm Alana, Floating Darkness, 460309-26...what's yer name?" That Southern thwang excaped her lips, her complete image finally appearing infront of her.
Alex reached for her glasses, and put them shakingly on the bridge of her nose. Moving strands of brown from her eyes to behind her ears; lips trembled a bit as she tried to stop crying. "Alexandra...Current...642031-76." She said softly.
"Welcome to the Farm, Alex." Sue illuminated a sheet of light energy in her hand that glew dully and tinged with pale yellow flare. "I'm Sue, Star, 39727-04. Call me Sue in here; call me Star out there."
Nodding, Alex crawled to an empty matress near by; and drew her legs to her chest as arms wrapped around them. Her head was placed on her knees as she became withdrawn.
Sue looked to Alana, her energy sheet fading away. "Day two in this Hell...By day 14, I say we're out."
"Oh really, Shuga?" Alana lifted her body into the air, laying comfortably on the 'air matress' on her stomach as she looking down to Sue; strands of white falling freely down into the air.
"There's already, what, 5 new ones. Soon there will be more. We can get out, ya know. We can. I've been praying and-"
"-To that God of yers, huh? Ah told ya, stop doin' that. No one's gonna hear ya prayers, no ones gonna see yer tears, no ones gonna know ya exsist; only place fer us is here."
"Your wrong!" Sue cried, "You're wrong! There are better places!"
"Sure. You keep believin' that, Shuga, and Ah'll keep dreamin', 'kay? Tell me when this dream is all over, and Ah kin return to Kansas, Toto." Alana closed her eyes, pretending to sleep; but she knew deep inside, she had just as much hope as Sue. Even if she hoped and prayed ever since she were 12, then gave up. There was still hope.
Alex looked to the two, then couldn't help herself to speak. "Maybe she's right, Alana."
"What?" Dark eyes darted to the new girl. "Ya think she's raight?!"
"Why not? Even if they seem like they want us to die here, don't you think there are mutants who live normal lives?"
"Once Ah see it, Ah'll believe it!" Alana cried, her body quickly fading into the shadows.
"Oh no ya don't." Alex began to collect energy from about her, a bright glow appearing about her. "Yer gonna believe it, Alana!" She released an energy ball out towards a vacant, shadowy corner. And behold. It struck Alana to the ground, instantly making her image appear. She fell to the ground, her back thrown against the wall, then her body layed completely flat on the ground.
"..I'm..I'm sorry.." Alex said softly..
"Don't be, Alex. She needed that.." Sue looked down to Alana as she stirred on the ground..."..She need someone to knock herself out of her corner and welcome her to the world.."
"Could you make a pretty little flower? I like flowers, not numbers. And lines. Numbers and lines make patterns, did you know that? Colin! Shut up! I'm not talking to you!" Holly cried out as the woman inscribed numbers and lines on her pale skin. Placing the tattoo needle on the side, she picked up a piece of gauze and taped it to her arm.
"Well, 249036-92, Invisible Physco; You'll be in a special part of the Farm. You get to have your own room." The woman smiled warmly, handing her a white outfit, as well as a white straight jacket.
"Colin gets to come too? DOn't let her in. I don't like her. Shut up Colin! Oh! A new straight jacket! This one's clean...nice...clean..soft.." She rubbed the fabric over her cheek.
The woman smiled again as a guard came into the room, scooping up Holly in his big arms. As he carried her out of the room, she waved to the woman; then she looked down to the blue skinned girl who was next. "They give you clothes! Nice clothes!" Her lips pulled into a twisted, wide grin; then she looked up to the man carrying her. "My knight in...blue armour!" She tugged at his shirt, even though his face was a bit worrisome. "I love you, Knighty. What, Colin? She doesn't have to know about my hubby!"
"Next..." The woman's voice rang, and the blue skinned girl entered the room; having her seat on the table.
"My, aren't you the different one." The woman's eyes widened as she pulled up the girl's sleve and injected her with the chip syrup. Then, she continued to etch at her blue skin with the tattoo needle. She looked to the girl, quite suprised as she came to an end of tattooing. "Wow, you're the first who didn't seem like crying, 859485-22, Psyclone." Like routine, she placed the taped gauze over her arm and handed her set of black clothes to her. "Well, he'll show you to your room, 859485-22."
Another guard had came, and took her by the arm. Taking her to the hallway, he turned right this time, and continued down that hallway. Opening a door, he let her in; giving it a slam behind her.
Ruby eyes with those yellow pupils that began to slowly dilate in the dim, yet well lit room.
"Hey there." A voice called out, and her gaze went to the boy in the corner. Dusty brown hair mopped the top of his head, along with a set of pale green eyes. His peachy skin began to slowly turn to a puddy like substance as it inched along the ground; reforming into a solid as he stood infront of her, his height about 5'7". "I'm 959458-75, or Puddy, or Greg; whatever you wanna call me. Who are ya?"
"I'm 859485, Psyclone..." She said softly, looking at the boy quite oddly. Why was there a boy in her room? Weren't they separated.
"Well, Welcome to the Farm, Psyclone. See that window over there?" He pointed to the front of the room, and there was a mirror.
"It's a mirror." She said simply.
"So you think, look closer." He said softly.
And so she went, leaving her clothes on the matress near her; then barefeet patted along the ground to the window. A claw-like hand placed itself on the mirror/window; ruby eyes narrowing for a better look through the glass. "Theres...people...staring in here." She said softly, blinking as their mouth's moved for gasped, and worried comments; few little children giggling.
"Yup. The way you got in this room, and like all other rooms; is by the back way. Once you realize that that mirror is really a window; you start to wonder what kind of people do this." He said lowly.
"Why are to whispering?" She turned back to him.
Pointing to a near speaker in the ceiling, his eyes were fixed on hers; trying to be as casual as he could for the crowd outside their window.
She slumped her frame against the mirror, then slid down until she was sitting on the floor. Ruby eyes looking blankly to the carpeted floor below her.
Puddy sighed softly, his mud-like body inching towards the door; painful friction heating up between him and the rough carpet. "I hate carpets.." He gurbled, and stopped infront of the door.
Looking back to him, she raised a brow; a hand brushing strands of her bangs out of her face and behind an ear. "Where are you going?"
"Shh..." He whispered and hushed her, then began to slip his puddy like body below the small crack below the door. Psyclone watched silently as he was..making his excape. His whole body had made it outside of the door, nothing but his hand left.
Just then, there was pounding on the window; and the mirror went clear. Gaping eyes were wide with horror and some with pure, sick enjoyment. A woman was pounding on the glass, screaming wildly, "He's loose! He's loose!"
Surely enough, in a matter of seconds, the Farm employers were on it. Muffled screams of the boy whipped Psyclone's head back towards the door; the smell of burning flesh seeping under the door as well as little puffs of smoke. Puddy's once oozing hand was hardening into a stiff, cracking clay piece as the heat from the other side continued to char at his body.
She pressed her back further against the window in fear, feet scrambling on the ground as she went to a corner; huddling her knees close to her chest. His screams came to a soft hush, then nothing; silence flooded the room. Cracking and breaking sounds were heard on the other side; and that rock hard, burnt clay hand remained on the other side.
"Should we clean up on the other side too?" A muffled voice came from the other side of the door.
"Naw; Just let it be a lesson to whoever else is in 'dere to not try n' leave." A husky voice sneered, and sets of footsteps followed and softened as they got further and further away.
Tears swelled in her eyes, lids blinking and causing tears to roll down her cheeks. That black aura began to glow about her frame, 'protecting' her from the evils of this...this Farm.
What is wrong with these people? Scientists...now this?
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A/N: Aww, I feel bad about little Puddy guy. Oh well. Teaches them not to leave! Bwuah ha ha! ; I mean, how sad. Anyway, I will not kill others OC unless they say it's ok. And if they want to say how they want them to die, that'd be neato 'cuz I write..to please. ^_^
Chapters are usualy short, because, I don't wanna ramble on and on with detail because I'll just bore you to death. So, I'd rather just give ya the cold, hard info.
Oh, And if you think I'm doing a bad job introducin' your charries, please E-mail me or something or hit me with a bat. ::runs away:: WEE! :D!