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-Slinky762

Its in the eyes of the children, as they leave for the very first time

And its in the heart of the soldier as he takes a bullet on the front line

Its in the face of the mother as she takes the force of the blow

And its in the hands of the father yeah as he works his fingers to the bone/

This is why we do it this is worth the pain

This is why we bow down and get back up agian

This is where the heart lies, this is from above

Love this is, This is Love

~This is Love : The Script

Oh god that hurt. Oh ha ha I got my memories back! A whirlwind of memories flashed through my brain. A survey on the computer, strange men at my door, and a needle the size of a small dog. Explains a lot.

Haha ah Wait… why is it so dark in here? I could have sworn it was daylight when I fainted…?

I used my elbows to prop myself up off the floor and examine the darkness around me. I could hear the faint breathing of someone in the room. It sounded like raspy breathing, you know like you would here if an asthmatic person tried to run a marathon, and they didn't have an inhaler. It got annoying after a while so, as any civilized person would do I got up and felt around in the darkness for something to beat it with. You know just in case they decided to lock me in a place with a human-bird eating experiment. What? It could happen.

Hmm I wonder what it would look like. Mutated balls of slime or something fierce like that. Oh or maybe… wait focus, umm whats my name again? Oh yea the dog tag around my neck says it. As I felt around the room with one hand I used the other to feel on the dog tag to see if I could make out the name. My hand on the wall came across a torch like you would find in your every day Egyptian crypt.

YES! A torch! Now just to find a way to light it. Hmm fire, fire, fire what could I use? Come on think! Fir…

"OUCH OMG!" I shouted as the torch burst into flame up out of nowhere, burning a bit of my hand in the process.

"WHAT IS IT, WHATS WRONG BELLA?" I heard Edward shout as the flame subsided to a normal size.

"Wuht? WHATS WRONG WITH BELLA!" I heard another voice say, and saw a large object quickly unfold in front of me.

"EEEEKKKK!" I screamed and used the torch to beat said object.

"WAIT. OUCH! BELLA…OUCH…BELLA IT'S ME JASPER! I WAS JUST UNFOLDING MY WINGS!" The object shouted at me.

Jasper? Oops, my bad. And my name was Bella huh? Wow the closest I got from the dog tag was Edgar. I quickly stopped beating Jasper and leaned down to get a good look at him with the torch. He seemed fine, just a few bruises on his face and total shock.

Oops his wings on fire, I'm just gonna put that out… there. I smiled happily at my work. Man if a person tried to attack me I would go all spider monkey on their ass.

"Wait. Jasper you can read minds right? That's how you knew what I was thinking. So how come you didn't read my mind to know what was wrong? I might not have attacked you if you did." I tried to sound completely reasonable after my little beating-Jasper-with-a-stick fiasco. I felt kind of stupid now, so I had to come up with something smart. I couldn't have them thinking I'm stupid now could we?

"What you expect me to read minds in my sleep? No way, there is like a 50% chance that at least 2 people in this building are having a wet dream that I don't want to be a part of thank you very much." Jasper said as he stood and brushed off his jeans and t-shirt.

"Ok that's something to keep to your self Jasper, no need to share. Now, while we are all awake and here, why don't we look for a way to escape. I mean we have another brain to work with here." Edward interrupted Jasper before he could explain the wet dreams. Do scientists really not get that much action?

"Cool sounds fun I- wait escape?" I whispered. Goody this day just can't get any worse. " Escape? Please tell me we're not in hostile territory." I prayed crossing my fingers.

"Sorry to inform you, but yes. We're all trapped here with I don't know how many other experiments." Jasper said picking up a stick and drawing a diagram of the lab.

"How did you know what this place looked like?" I gasped in awe. They must have slipped up blindfolding him or something.

"Guards. I read their minds, I mean someone has to know their way around this place." Jasper said off handedly finishing his map.

"Someone please tell me what's going on here!" I muttered slamming my head into my hands.

"Well since about a year ago these crazy scientists have been trying to create half human and half animal creatures." Edward said calmly patting my shoulder.

"They did it to ensure that if everyone were given extra attributes, say flying, the human population would be able to avoid the world ending and achieve a longer life span. The man who came up with this concept went to D.C. with his idea. But the government denied his idea. That made him mad and he still continued his experimenting, as you can see, and evidentially we are the last experiments he did and he finally found what he was looking for." He stopped and looked at me.

"What, that's it? How do you know all this?" I was amazed that, that was all they knew. Really if your gonna do something to escape, do it right.

" Esme, she was our nurse, if you want to call her that, she would come in and make sure we ate properly and all that stuff." Jasper sighed looking back over his map.

"Something happened to her, right?" I said using my words carefully.

"Bite me." Jasper stuck his tongue out at me.

So I took his arm and bit it.

"OUCH! She bit me! Bad Rosie bad!" He scolded me.

"What? Rosie? What the hell are you on about?"

"Alright, alright chill guys, and Jasper, drop the arm." Edward said eyeing Jasper as he was about to gnaw off my arm. " Yes Bella something happened to her. But on a happier note what do you say we introduce ourselves, I mean obviously we're going to be stuck together for a while, might as well learn to like each other." He shot Jasper a look.

"Fine I'll start." Jasper grumbled. "Me and Edward are brothers, we were born in Hollister California, and we both worked here before our good friend who decided we were better off as pigeons. Any questions? No? Well the quiz is on Monday."

"Good friend? Who is th-" Just as I was about to get more out of them, the door swung open revealing two very big men who have not heard of nor know the definition of the words "Self Hygiene". They stomped in the room looking grim and tired. They were both around 5'5 and were wearing white wife beaters and cargo pants with all the pockets stuffed full with bullet cartridges. Scary.

Before I said something stupid, one of them turned to Edward and the other to Jasper and each used a hand gun to whack them over their heads, immediately knocking them out. (Wow I wonder where he pulled that from?)Then they each took hold of one of my arms and drug me out of the cell.

I kicked and fought but to no avail, they were made of pure muscle or something, so it as like I was fighting a brick wall. Exhausted and feeling defeated I surveyed my surroundings. The hall was unnaturally bare. I mean has anyone in this place heard of interior decorating? The only things on the walls were windows, and out them you could see the beach.

Ah so we are close to the waters edge. Well not surprising, I mean California is mostly coast line.

They drug me past several windows all displaying some type of beach scene, down winding halls to a large, beige door labeled: "Physical Training Room". Which would terrify anyone my size and build. They threw open the door and yanked me inside, throwing me on the floor. My head spun and my knees hurt from the impact of the floor. I stood up shakily and looked around. There were weights and equipment of every shape and size filling up the whole room, one door which was now guarded by Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee.

"Well I have been waiting to test your abilities Experiment B-52E-6L-2L-4A-78. You look very promising. Ok first your martial art skills." A mysterious man just finishing up on his bench press stood and gave me a once over.

Oh man, oh man this is not gonna end well. The only martial arts I have come into contact with was once when I was 7 and I tried to karate kick my older brother after watching The Karate Kid. And guess what? I ended up missing him, kicking the coffee table and falling backwards and landing in the old fish tank my dad set on the floor after changing out the old one. Case closed.

I was about to speak up and protest against this crime against clumsy people everywhere but I was too late. The door was opening again and more guards were coming back with another experiment. Just as they did me, they dropped him on the floor and left. Surprisingly this guy looked about one or two years older than me.

He had dark black hair like midnight and even kneeling on the ground looked significantly larger than me. With a grunt he pushed up off the floor and got up looking first at the bench press man, flipped him off, then stared at me straight in the eyes. Hatred of the deepest kind still lingered in his gaze. He walked or more like sauntered towards me and looked me up and down. Why yes my muddy kicks do match my eyes thanks. I looked at him puzzled.

"Hello there. The names Jacob." He said to me with what I can imagine as a wolfish grin.

"Um hum." The bench press guy who addressed me before cleared his throat as he slipped a lab coat on.

"Ok fine you uptight bastard. My names Experiment J23-A991-CO9-B97." I took his hand and shook it. It was really warm, like his body was on fire or something. Whatever it was I didn't want to let go, the room wasn't exactly warm and inviting and my brain was yelling for warmth.

"My names Bell- oh wait I mean Experiment B-52E-6L-2L-4A-78." I said resisting the urge to jump him and get acquainted with his chest.

"Well now Bella I think we want to start fighting before you know who blows his cap." Jacob said.

And with that he walked to the other side of the room. Addressing the man in the coat as he walked by him. Seconds later all the equipment in the room suddenly sunk under the floor with a door closing over them. Then grass started growing on the floor at a rapid pace until the whole room was just a giant meadow.

I was dumbfounded by this feat. I mean come on have you ever seen grass on steroids grow over your floor, with flowers and everything? I think not. It was so peaceful, well until I heard something like a sword being taken out of its sheath. I looked towards the sound only to be greeted by Jacob standing on the wall of all places with three, one-foot blades on each hand.

"WHAT, IS THIS THE X-MEN OR SOMETHING?" I shouted across the room.

"No my dear, he has simply been given the genes of a wolf and those are the powers the genes have decided to give him. Remarkable isn't it?" He said as he marveled at Jacob's long wolf-like claws.

"Oh wow. Ok that's nice now what do you want him to do with those things?" I was hoping it had nothing to do with ripping me to shreds.

"Why rip you to shreds my dear what else?" He stated like it was obvious.

"Ok just making sure." I kind of figured that was going to happen. I mean what else right?

Dammit. Without warning Jacob rushed at me and my reflexes took over, as soon as he got close my legs propelled me into the air and I preformed a elegant back flip and landed on a beam that was supporting the ceiling. I stood there too stunned at what I had just done to move.

Wow. I defiantly didn't see that coming. God that would have been so useful in 7th grade when Paul Chapsky tried to kiss me and I ended up kicking him in the nuts and having to serve an hour detention. Story of my life. That kid would seriously stalk me.

I then decided to look down realizing that I was now about 20 ft off the ground. I don't like heights. Sad I know but its true, so I froze. Then I heard someone climbing up the beam. Just as I was dreading Jacob's head popped up from around the beam.

"Come on Bells, let's get you down from here." He whispered as he grabbed me.

I didn't fight it when Jacob put his arms around me and lifted me up. Even though I knew we we're supposed to be fighting. Something about him just made me feel safe. Though I have to admit it was a weird feeling walking down the wall. As soon as we got to the ground I got down on my knees and kissed the ground. After a few more tests I was informed that it was noon and sent back to my cell to eat. Edward and Jasper where happy to see I was unharmed and told me that they had a plan to gather more information.

"Do we really want to know more?" I whined like a 5 year old.

"Of course, so there is a vent on the wall opposite of the door that leads to Dr. Grant's Dining hall." Edward explained between bites of his (not kidding) bread and sunflower seed lunch. Jasper and I had the same.

"Who's Dr. Grant?" Seriously, they hadn't mentioned any Dr. Grant before.

"Didn't we tell you? That was the man in the lab coat you saw, he is the brains of all this." Jasper said spraying seeds everywhere.

"Oh man, if I knew that earlier I would have punched him one in the face when I had the chance." And I started pouting at the fact I didn't get the chance to give him a piece of my mind, the part that he hasn't analyzed yet.

"Well all the violence aside, the vent is too small for me and Jasper to fit through so that means…

Cough

Cough

Damn, why me? This vent is so stuffy. And there are cockroaches having bible study right there! Ewww. I continued my crummy crawl through the vent to come across various groups of bible studying cockroaches, even one in a wheelchair that glared at me when I was grumbling to myself about Edward.

Finally, after much squealing and cockroach squishing, I made it to the end of the vent, and thankfully fresh air. I peeked out to see Dr. Grant sitting at a glass table with his 5 star lunch in front of him in a room as white as the rest of this place. There were a few potted plants, obviously dying, and very little furniture.

Dr. Grant was eating a steak and talking to a man across the table. I couldn't make out the other man's features from where I was but I could tell he was really eager to hear whatever the Dr had to say.

"Well now Winston I have prepared something for our revenge on the people who shunned our ideas." Dr. Grant announced proudly.

"Oh well they will regret the day they shunned us. Please tell me what it is that we are going to do to the government? Sabotage? Espionage? Economic Collapse?" Winston asked eagerly like a little kid waiting for his birthday present.

"Oh so much worse. I have created bombs that explode in the air. They will release toxins that have been infused into the "experiments", and whatever animal the person has last had contact with is what they will slowly and painfully gain attributes from. Unlike our friends in the cells, those who inhale the bombs toxins will painfully grow lets say a pair of wings out of their own body instead of just popping out of nowhere. The whole world will suffer for shunning me but better yet everyone will have the power I know they all want. I will be honored like a god." Dr. Grant grinned evilly showing his inhumanly sharp teeth, all sharp and pointed like those of a tiger but sharper and slimmer. Like they were meant for murder. Winston gasped and looked appalled at the idea.

"That is far too harsh and uncalled for. Why must we do that? The whole world doesn't need to suffer. There must be a less painful way." Winston pleaded with him like his life depended on convincing the Dr not to do this. Dr. Grants face fell. Kind of like the look your parents would give you if you brought home three Fs on your report card, which I kind of know from experience.

"I see that you are no longer in support of my ideas Winston, and since you don't agree with me, I no longer have a use for you." The Dr said wiping his hands and mouth with a napkin.

"No please!" Winston pleaded.

"Goodbye."

And as soon as the word left his lips five shots rang out and all hit Winston at the same time with inhuman accuracy and precision. Dr. Grant then stood up and pushed his chair in, walking around the table to Winston's limp body bleeding all over the white floor. The scene was revolting and closely resembled red paint splattered on a white canvas.

"Hmm I guess some final words are in order. Lets see. You were the saddest excuse for a son I ever had. Oh and it seems I lost my appetite. Pity." And he walked out of the room without looking back. I sat in the vent holding back tears.

I couldn't stay there much longer. I crawled back to our cell not even caring about the bible-studying cockroaches that looked at me with concerned buggy eyes. Once I got back to the room I stepped out of the vent and turned towards Edward and Jasper, collapsing into their arms crying.

I cried for Winston for having such a father, I cried for my parents not knowing where I was, and most of all I cried for myself, Edward, Jasper and even Jacob for having been given these horrible attributes by that monster.