Hi guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I stayed up until, like 12:30 writing last night, so I'm really tired.

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I struggled against the ropes that kept me tied to the table, my scream muffled by the piece of duct tape carelessly slapped across my mouth. Questions raced through my mind, matching the speed of my erratically beating heart. Where was I? What did they want with me? Where were mom and the others? Were they okay? Was Iggy okay?

My thoughts were interrupted by the realization that I wasn't the only kid in this room, there were two others, both unconscious. I yelled at them, which was useless, because hello, tape? I was so scared that I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. A man in a white coat walked towards me, holding a scalpel, and I freaked out. just freaked out.

I realized that my slipper was the only thing tied to the table, not my foot. I pulled at my foot, trying to slip it off. I bounced around, and managed to slide it off, leaving one foot free. I jerked it upwards and into his stomach with all the strength I had. Surprised, the scalpel slipped from his hands, coming towards me, pointy end first. Even I was smart enough to know this wasn't good. I tightly closed my eyes, and waited for it to make contact with my face. I felt a sharp pain on my cheek and blood began to trickle out, but my pain censors were on pause, reason: it had cut the tape so that I could actually talk. I began screaming bloody murder, and saw one of the limp bodies move slightly. It was the girl, the boy was still unconscious. As her eyes opened, she saw me fighting, and began struggling against her bindings as well.

Yes, I thought, if both of us struggle, we might actually accomplish something. I closed my eyes and focused my remaining strength on my hands. One was almost free, when I felt something poke through the skin at the crook of my arm. I looked over, and saw a needle protruding from my arm. I got tunnel vision, and began hallucinating. I saw strange creatures coming towards me, bursts of different colours I didn't even know existed. Eventually, everything went black, and I heard someone screaming, just adding to the eeriness of it all as I faded.

My eyes opened to blood, and I screamed. I kicked, only to hit walls that seemed to be closing around me. My hands were covered in blood, and so was the rest of me. I screamed again, my voice raspy. "Shh! Shh!"

I heard a soft voice trying to calm me. Unfortunately, I was so freaked out, I just kept screaming. I heard the voice sigh, and say "They shouldn't have given you drugs on your first day. It totally screws with your head, messes up your internal clock." I realized she had some kind of southern twang to her voice.

I kept screaming for at least an hour, until my voice gave out, but the whole time, the soft voice stayed with me, comforted me. When my screams gave way to sobs, a different voice asked " Is she still awake?" I could tell it was a boy, but didn't open my eyes to check.

"I think so. You awake, Honey?"

I nodded.

I eventually bit by bit slid my eyes open, taking in my surroundings, before laughing, well, wheezing, since I couldn't talk.

I was in a dog crate.

Last night I had been with my friends, talking about boys like girls my age should be. Now, I was living out their worst nightmare.

I looked at my companions. I checked out my female friend first. I could hardly see through the haze in my brain, so, some of my info may be incorrect. I thought she had full lips, red hair, and, wait, red eyes? no, my mind must have been playing tricks on me. I could only see her face though, thanks to the solid walls of my medium dog crate. How come the others got large?

I looked at the guy next, silver hair, red eyes. Okay, I was really freaked, here, I was the only one who didn't have red eyes, I couldn't see his body, either. What other kinds of mutation did they have?. And, who was that screaming after I got the needle, was it me?

The girl, as if reading my mind, answered. "It was me screaming. I was just so scared you got put down like…" her voice caught, and she began sobbing.

The guy pushed his fingers through the metal at the front of his kennel, and just barely touched her. "It's okay, Missi, he's at peace now." he said kindly.

Missi reached her fingers to him, and they held hands. "I know, it's just, Mom said I was supposed to take care of him! Oh, Michael!" she began sobbing again.

Michael looked pained. "He's with Marlo and Andi, now. He's happy, I can tell."

How many people had been 'put down' before I got here?!

Both Michael and Missi immediately stopped and leaned back in their cages. "Someone's coming!" I barely heard Missi hiss. I didn't hear anything. Why did they seem to? These kids were just too strange.

But, as I soon found out, they were always right. And, sure enough, a couple minutes later, I heard footsteps coming down the hall. I braced myself against the back of the kennel, mimicking Missi and Michael. A set of legs entered the room, but since the cages were close to the ground, that was all I could see. They leisurely strolled towards me, the clapping of their soles painfully loud in the silence of the room. They slowly walked past Missi and Michael's cages, and stopped in front of mine. I strained to see his face, but to no avail. The man began leaning down, and my breath caught. It was exactly the way Max and Fang had described him.

It was Jeb.

I was too stunned to say anything. "Leave her alone!" I heard Missi snarl.

Jeb held up a hand to silence her, still looking at me. "Ella Martinez."

How did he know who I was?! I worriedly thought, my eyes must have looked wild right then, 'cause he laughed. how could he laugh while I had dried blood all over me? I angrily thought.

I was about to say what I thought Max would say, but the words got stuck somewhere in my throat, when his next words came.

"It's nice to finally see you, Daughter."

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Whoa! That took me two days to finish! A new record!!!!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!

I know that this is eggy, but I have to tell her story right, with all the things I think happened. And her story isn't all romance.

PLEASE REVIEW!!! I NEED AT LEAST THREE REVIEWS BEFORE I CONTINUE!