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Every morning they would bring me back to that crazy doctor and everyday he would manipulate my body. He kept on telling me he was helping me. He was making me into something the world could benefit from and that I could help save lives. My duty to my country.

Yeah right. I'd rather sign up to the army than deal with this crap. That's how to really serve your country, fight for it. Soon I just blanked through the sessions, unable to even register the pain as they continued to try and increase my health stats or whatever. I hardly understood any of it.

At one point I was aware of more test subjects being brought in but several days later I heard the doctor getting angry at someone because they were all out of victims again. Not for the first time, I was physically sick in the corner of the room. I don't know why I was still alive. I wanted to be dead. I should be dead. No one could go through this amount of pain and live, could they?

I know I said I never had a right to complain but…I think I've earned it now. So I'm complaining. Why me? Why do I have to have so much bad luck? I want to die so I can go and find my mom and Sabrina. Oh dear god Sabrina…she didn't make it.

I cried myself to sleep, curling up into a tiny ball as I struggled to move from the position that the guards had thrown me into. I know they were trying to manipulate my body into some sort of super human being but seriously, after every session I never found the strength to even lift a finger.

It went on and on until I had completely lost sense of time or human thought. I was a shell. Broken. Alone. Afraid. I was becoming a monster, they were making me into a monster. Deeper and deeper into the void I went until I felt that there was never again going to be any light in my world. Then, an angel appeared.

As usual I was laying crookedly on the ground, unable to move as my mind fell into blankness, unable to think or feel when I heard a voice. A voice I hadn't heard before. It was a woman's voice, which was what caught my attention because I had no recollection of women around here at all.

"Guys, there's someone in here. Snake, get this door open!" That was when, a few moment later and after a heavy crash, my angels appeared. I wanted to look at them, give them a smile and ask if they knew my mom but I couldn't even blink. So I just lay there as they both crouched down beside me, my eyes staring into space as if I were merely a corpse. Someone checked my pulse. "She's alive but barely. We need to get her out of here Snake." Someone curled their arms around me and I could smell the scent of leather. That's when I began to panic. The doctor wore leather. I remember it distinctly as its pungent odour was often my only companion aside from the agony.

My body began to twitch as I somehow found some small degree of strength to fight back, to get the monster who had manipulated my body and twist off his head. However I soon fell back into the void as my energy soon depleted and I was left feeling just as empty before. The only difference was the fear I felt. It was something, so I grasped onto that and refused to let go as it kept me feeling alive.

I could feel us running, the sway making my tangled, loose hair float on the breeze which was another sensation I embraced, the floating. It was easier than laying on a cold hard floor. Keeping my energy conserved I did my best to relax, somehow understanding that the person holding me, although wearing leather, was not going to hurt me although for a long time I found it very difficult.

Around me I heard explosions and gunfire, the shouts of men as they tried to fight or run. I wondered where the doctor was, I hoped they had got him. Because when I get my old strength back and I can move, he'll be finding my fist in his mouth.

Suddenly I was welcomed into heat and sunlight, a cool breeze blowing onto my body which made me sigh and finally relax fully, my skin welcoming the warmth as it kissed my cheeks, breathing life back into me. I felt movement in my fingers as they twitched, beginning to move with my toes.

The light and warmth disappeared as I was carried into some sort of vehicle and I slumped slightly in disappointment as it suddenly felt cold again. "Come on guys! Move it!" The female shouted and I flinched from the sudden noise, eyes still closed. I heard the pounding of feet as people poured into the vehicle which confused me. Were they climbing steps?

Without warning the vehicle moved forwards, the engines humming softly as it rose into the air then streaked forwards. So we were in a plane. That makes sense. Someone had propped me up into a comfortable position with a blanket around me but after disappearing for a moment, they returned. When a hand gripped my right wrist and lifted it up, I began to twitch again, trying to pull it back. All I got was a pathetic twinge.

A needle was gently pressed into my skin and something injected into my bloodstream. All of a sudden, I was wide awake. My eyes flew open and I cried out, pushing the black leather clad figure away from me with wild eyes of fear when I saw the mask. "Get away! Don't hurt me again!" I covered my face with my hands, retreating back into the corner as I tried to make myself as small as possible.

"Hey take it easy, please trust us. We're not going to hurt you." A soft female voice informed me, her soothing tone encouraging me to look out through a crack in my hands. She was bright ginger with warm, welcoming eyes and smile. Instantly I felt myself calm down.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Scarlet. You're alright. You're safe now. Can you remember your name?" I blinked at her, slowly coming out of my shell. What was my name? It seems so long since I had thought about it.

"Subject Forty Three." I recalled but then frowned. That couldn't be it, it didn't sound…human. "That's…that's what they called me."

"I see." Scarlet mused then glanced over her shoulder to a larger man with dark skin. Instantly I shied away from him. "What do you think?"

"She might know a something about what was going on." He replied simply, dark eyes fixated on me. "Cobra Commander blew up everything he didn't take with him."

"Yeah. I have no new data to work on." A smaller guy with glasses grumbled in the corner, pushing the frame back up his nose whilst peering at the screen. I felt a small throb of pain in my left arm but I ignored it as I looked around the team.

"I know this is a lot to deal with but we're going to need your help." Scarlet said to me and I swallowed nervously before nodding. "What can you remember?" Suddenly I remembered something, just as a twinge happened in my head and my arm.

"Robyn!" I blurted and Scarlet blinked at me as if I were crazy. "I think my name is Robyn." It certainly felt right.

"Okay, Robyn it is." She nodded. "What can you remember?"

"Let her rest first. Her body has suffered trauma to the head and survived in poor conditions for a long duration of time." A lightly accented voice spoke quietly, drawing my attention to the good looking Asian man sitting in the corner, wearing all white and spinning a strange metal star between his fingers. His eyes slyly slid over to meet mine and I frowned ever so slightly at him before looking back at Scarlet who sighed.

"Alright. You get some rest…" I didn't hear the last part. I lurched forwards with a strangled cry, gripping my stomach as I felt it contort painfully then set alight with flames. "Robyn! What's wrong?" Instantly Scarlet was next to me, trying to pull me upright but as she lifted me up, I leaned into her, my head rolling forwards as my mind began to seemingly melt. My arm felt like it was ablaze with repeated stabbing pains as I gripped it. A memory flashed through my mind, a gun being pressed to my skin before another sharp burst of pain hit me like a gale wind, throwing me backwards.

"Snake! Bring a sedative!" No, don't sedate me! I'll die! Unable to speak except to cry out in utter agony I pushed forwards, groping for the medical bag which lay next to Scarlet. I tore it open, searching for something sharp. When my thumb brushed against the blade I quickly grabbed it, barely able to see through the tears as everyone crowded around, unsure what to do.

Scarlet tried to wrestle the scalpel from my hands but I shrugged her off and changed grips, sucking a deep breath before plunging it into my arm. Scarlet cried out but the warrior in black held her back, tilting his head curiously. Once I had drawn a deep cut into my skin, the blood pouring from my wound I dropped the scalpel then lifted my arm to my mouth, burying my teeth into the wound without thinking. "No! Stop it! What are you doing?" Scarlet demanded as everyone else all took a step back of disgust. All I knew was that I had to get rid of that chip which was in my body, threatening to tear me apart from inside out. My teeth gripped it and with all moment of hesitation to draw my courage, I ripped it out along with the pain.

Blood stained my mouth and I could taste its rustic nature on my tongue, making me shudder as I spat it out, wavering on my knees before collapsing forwards into a heap, unable to see, hear or sense anything more as I was dragged once more into the void.

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