SHORT FLASHBACK:

…She wanted to cry out his name, to express her helplessly feeling in the hope of getting a respond, even though she knew he would never respond to anything again. She opened her mouth and cried out, but it wasn't his name she uttered. It were a bunch of sounds that made no sense. She tried again, and again, but the same thing happened over and over. No sensible words escaped her mouth, not one, just arbitrary sounds.

She then realized she didn't know how to speak anymore. Fear hit her when it became clear to her that a huge amount of information which was once stored in her mind, had disappeared. She wanted to run away from this situation, she wanted to hide, but knew it wouldn't change anything. It made her knees weak, not knowing what to do. She stepped back but tripped as a result of her fear and confusion…

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I own nothing except this particular storyline. So there, no one's gonna see me in court.

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CHAPTER 2: FIRST CONTACT

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Everything was checked; it took her two whole days to find out what she still knew. The reason for creating her was the strongest of her memories. The rest was either gone or somewhere in her mind. She had to go through it all to find out what she still had, for all of the remaining information which used to be stored so perfectly, was now completely disarranged.

It took her two days to get every bit of information she had left, back to its place, but she couldn't fill the gaps in her mind, because there wasn't anything to fill it with. Those gaps were a result of the electrocution. The information was erased due to the fact of the machine going haywire. Information had simply disappeared.

It took two days sitting completely still and rearranging her mind. Finally, when she was done, she stood up, knowing what she had to do. After all, it was what she was made for in the first place. She narrowed her dark eyes and looked in front of her, as if there was something written on the wall with tiny letters. She did see something, but it wasn't on the wall. It was inside her mind; a map to Suburbia.

She picked up some items, which were there on the wooden table in the corner from the beginning, to take with her on her journey that would take two days. Maybe one day if she wouldn't sleep. She didn't need to recharge, yet, anyway. Twenty-four hours of rest equaled six days of action for her. She always rested on a Sunday and seen as it was Thursday, there was no harm in keeping the move on without resting. She had already taken lots of time of this day to organize her mind, so moving on was a really good idea. It was getting dark soon anyway.

She put the items, consisting of the pair of hands for Edward and the tools needed to replace the scissors with hands, into a bag she would carry on her back during the trip.

She took one last look behind her, seeing Doctor Hall, her father, still lying there, right where he died. Because she didn't know what to do with him, she had left him, wanting to say how sorry she was about all that had happened, for she knew how hard he had worked on her. But again she realized she wasn't able to speak anymore. He wouldn't hear her anyhow.

She left with a guilty feeling, but also with pride. Proud to finally do what her creator always wanted her to do, though his obsession made him forget, and finally killed him.

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Once outside, she kept thinking about Edward. What would he look like? She had a notion he would not be so much different from what she was, for they were both made.

Because she was too busy trying to picture Edward's face, she didn't notice the three guys and their two girlfriends standing by the car, looking suspicious. One of the guys, the tall blond, came closer to her.

"Hey you!" he called to her. "You have anything on you which we can use, darling?"

She kept walking, not hearing him call.

"Hey! I asked you a question!" the blond insisted.

"I guess she never even heard of the sunlight." the red-haired leaned against the color matching car. She was talking to her friend who agreed giggling.

"I see what you mean." she answered. "She is like, glowing in the dark." she laughed, referring to how pale the girl was.

"Jason! Leave her alone." the guy with the brown ponytail said to the blond who kept getting closer to the pale girl.

"I do whatever I want, Nino. You should now that by now." the blond answered with a grin.

The last guy, who had a piercing through his eyebrow laughed anxiously, knowing what his blond friend was about to do. "Get her Jase!" he encouraged him.

"Shove it, Max." Nino warned him but couldn't get him to stop chuckling so he hit him once at the back of his head.

"Hey!" Max called out annoyed and rubbed his head.

"Are you gonna answer my question or should I kick it out of you?" Jason shoved her a bit.

She scared by the sudden movement and looked up, wondering what it was that hit her. She gazed in the dark-blue eyes of the tall blond.

"Well?" Jason drew his pocket-knife.

She backed up as he made the sharp point touch her chin.

"Give me all you got." he pointed at her backpack with his other hand, but she refused. She needed it to help a friend, so there was no way she could give it to someone else.

"I said: give it to me." Jason grabbed the iron ring around her neck and pulled her close to him, making her gasp in fear. "Now." he hissed.

"Jason, that's enough!" Nino interfered, pulling the blond away from the girl.

"Hey, whattaya think you're doin'?" Jason called out offended.

"One of the rules of this gang is: we do not steal anything from women." Nino cleared out.

"Bullshit man!" Jason obviously disagreed.

"Is it? Let's see if you still feel the same way when I throw you out, boy."

"I'm no boy, and you can't do that to me."

"Watch me." Nino threatened.

"O yea? I wouldn't call that over there a gang anyway." Jason pointed his knife at the rest around the car.

"I don't think your friend Max told you all the details yet, cuz 'that over there', isn't even half of my gang. It's early, the rest is still on their way for the meeting. Check with Max before you open your mouth and say stuff that aren't true. Because this is your first day here, I'll go easy on you, but don't think you're an official member, yet."

"Whatever." Jason said, walking back to the red car.

Nino turned to the girl." You ok?" he asked.

She was still shocked but nodded.

"What is your name?"

She cast down her eyes. She didn't have a name, nor could she tell him that.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" Nino tried.

She looked up again and shook her head firmly.

"Well, whoever you are, I'm sorry he scared you, but it won't happen again." Nino said it with a tone in his voice that almost made it sound professionally.

She nodded once in a "never mind" way and walked on, faster now, to make up for the time she had lost.

The situation she had found herself in just a few seconds ago confused her. Were all people so mean to each other? But the guy with the ponytail helped her, though he handled the blond quite roughly. They were all so different from each other.

She knew she had much to learn about people, but she would learn it on her way to Edward…right?