Introduction pt. 2
Tenshi woke with a start. She tried to get up, but failed as her head started to spin. Where am I? What happened? Her vision was clouded, she couldn't think straight, and a small headache had started to come. She diagnosed her problem as effects from a tranquilizer. Wait wha-? Tranquilize- oh…right. Sarah did that, haha. But why keep me alive? What do they want? They must want something. Especially if I'm still alive after all this, especially after all I've found out.
She finally got the strength to groggily crawl over to the wall and had it support her back as she was sitting. She did her normal room check; the room was empty and white. Probably a detainment room of some sort, she couldn't find the door. And of course there were no windows; I guess they know I'm not an idiot.
She looked at her clothes. She still wore her hacker uniform. She had spiced it up to match her preferences. It used to be a stupid polo shirt, a tacky skirt, and a small hat, but with a little Tenshi added it looked quite better. She added small scarfs around the hat and collar. She also had a laptop attached to her belt, but they took that away. THEY TOOK HER BABY AWAY! OH THEY WERE SO GONNA DIE!
The fact that they were white did not help at all in the room that was completely white. The clothes practically incinerated Tenshi's eyes as she looked at them. She decided it was best to look away from the blinding white.
"I see your up." A women's voice echoed throughout the room. Tenshi turned her head to see the source of the voice. Her hair was blond and cut neat and short. She wore glasses that looked like a diva threw up on them! Her lab coat that was required to be worn by all research and development personnel flew out behind her. On her face was the creepiest look imaginable. It looked as if she wanted to dissect a baby, and she probably did, if she hadn't already done it. Tenshi recognized her immediately.
"Yuri…" she said her voice sounded distant and strange even to her own ears. Now don't get the wrong idea, Tenshi didn't have the strength to say what she wanted to say next. Go die in a pit of hell, then get reincarnated, have a terrible life then go to hell again and burn for eternity.
"Ku ku ku! Now look at you! You look wonderful. All messed up from a simple tranquilizer!" Yuri pulled out a clipboard and took avid notes "Tenshi is a weakling that can't even stand a tranquilizer. Oh and her tiny idiotic laptop, seems to be completely useless." She held up Tenshi's laptop, Kyoku. Her grin widened when she saw Tenshi's face.
"I see you have a soft spot for this laptop." She dropped the laptop and crushed it under her high heal. The laptop seemed to shatter in slow motion. Tenshi stared in shock at her laptop, her pride and joy, being in pieces.
Anger swelled up inside her, and before she knew it she held Yuri by her collar pushing her against the wall.
"You're so predictable!" Yuri laughed. Tenshi looked down at her stomach. Her face paled. Yuri had stabbed a syringe into her stomach. A florescent green liquid sloshed around inside the syringe. She pushed the syringe handle and the liquid entered Tenshi's body. "I'll be sure to study the effects very carefully." She slipped out of Tenshi's grip and walked to the door, and waved with her back to Tenshi right before she closed the door behind her.
Tenshi just stared at the shot that was sticking out of her abdominal. Suddenly she lost all her strength at once. Her knees buckled and she fell to the floor. Pain ran through her body, she felt as if she was placed into a fire and left to burn. She squirmed, and spasms happened in her legs and arms. She lost control of her whole body. Suddenly she was terrified. I'm going to die! No! Not yet. I can't die! Please not now…Her body stopped spasming, and her eyes glazed over. She couldn't feel anything; her whole body had gone numb with the pain.
An alarm blared somewhere, but Tenshi barely noticed. Her senses where getting dull. She was losing her touch with reality; patterns started dancing around her vision. Then all was silent.
