Hello again! Fast update, but not a very long chapter. I've been thinking of ways to make my chapters longer, and I will try hard to do that in the future. A special thank you to andrewrodriguez6433; for reading my story and reviewing. It means a lot more to me than you will ever know. I hope more of you who read this will give me the pleasure of at least reviewing, so I know if you like or dislike. Even one word would be amazing.

Last chapter:

I sat around for a small bit, reading, and messing around. With my short attention span though, I didn't get long before needing to do something else. So I went for a walk. The walk that would forever change my life.

Come to think of it, I could blame all of this on my attention span couldn't I?

"It's nice to get some fresh...ish air every once in a while" I said to myself. "And now I'm talking to myself, again! This happens way too mu- oooooooo" I said as I was drawn to a huge tree. "Whoa, the things I could do with this. I could cut it apart, or let it go, or MAKE A BADASS TREE HOUSE but that won't work." Little did I know there were two people in that very tree, watching my every move. "...Come on man, I'm so bored, let's just get him here" "no! We can't risk the mission to you being bored..." Walking away from the tree, out deeper into the forest my ADHD came into play. From rocks to a tree to a meadow until finally I came to a small stream.

I still remember that point like it was yesterday.

From when I got there, it happened so fast. I heard yelling in the trees, and a soft *thup*, as well as the dart hitting my neck. I immediately became woozy, but I was still able to stand and go towards the sound of the yelling voices. I pulled the dart out of my neck and smashed it in my fist, all the while the world starting to become dark. The last thing before what I call, 'The End', was "He's falling, quick get him!"

I woke up to silence. Struggling to regain my senses, I tried to sit up… only to hit my head on something metal. I was trapped. Hoping they didn't hear me, I waited for my eyes to adjust, and then surveyed the room. It was huge, and it really looked like a warehouse, but it was filled with cages and boxes. From where I was, I couldn't see or hear anyone. Then I realized I was human, and had vocal chords. I opened my mouth trying to yell, but no sound came out. Reaching up to my neck, I found a metal 'collar' on me. That was about when I started panicking. Hitting the top and sides of my cage, praying for someone to find me. Little did I know that was exactly the opposite of what I would want later.

As time wore on, my strength began to deteriorate, and I fell asleep. There wasn't much else I could do.

*CRASH*

"DAMNIT JENKINS THAT'S THE FINAL TIME YOU'VE FUCKED UP, GET OUT OF MY SIGHTS!"

That was certainly interesting to wake up to.

My eyes snapped open, then closed in response to the bright sunlight pouring into the warehouse. I immediately realized that it had been night when I first awoke. I mentally face palmed. As I lay there, just thinking and listening, I pondered what would happen back at home. No doubt they would be searching for me, but to no avail they would pronounce me dead, and move on. Only a few close friends would continue. It really crushed my spirits thinking about that, but right then I heard footsteps coming closer.

"Are you sure he's the one? We can't afford a failure. We only have one try at this, unless we want to postpone the project for a few more years."

"I'm positive sir. I have checked, and double checked all the criteria. He fits all of it."

"You'd better hope so."

I pondered the option of them not talking about me, but seeing as they were getting closer and closer every second, I knew that it was me they were coming for.

"Here he is Sir."

"Excellent. Dismissed"

My eyes narrowed to mere slits as the strange new man pressed a button and the cover of my cage flew off for my eyes to meet his. I have to say though; he looked just as surprised as I was. Where I expected to see harsh eyes, I saw soft, 'cuddly' eyes. Judging by his expression, when he expected to see water, he was met by fire.

"Well this is certainly interesting."

I opened my mouth, but then remembered that I literally couldn't speak, so I let my fists do the talking. At least, that how I wanted it to go. Turns out my arms didn't want to move, so I was rendered completely harmless.

I was moved out of my little box prison, and made to march through the warehouse (they enabled movement because they had guns). We came to a small room, which honestly looked like a dentist's office. There was the chair in the middle, and lots of tools that looked like they could kill you.

"Sit" The man said.

So I did the only thing I could think of doing, I kept on my feet.

"Are you not hearing us? Sit down!"

I stayed completely still, while staring through him with fire in my eyes.

"Sit or we will be forced to make you"

Being totally honest, at this point I was scared out of my mind, but I honestly didn't care at that point. So I started to walk to the door. Big mistake.

If I was able to produce sound, I would've screamed bloody mary. But I couldn't, so all I could do was take it. An electric shock that brought me to my knees while I heard my tormentors laughing.

I was taken by my arms and forced into the chair. The force behind their motives was really unnecessary because I could barely move.

"I assume you want to know why you are here, and where is here. Well we ain't gonna tell you!" the man taunted. "I'm kidding; I'll at least give you the pleasure of knowing what we are going to do to you. You are going to be transformed. Into what, we don't know, this is our prototype."

"Amazing" I thought

"We'll explain more when you wake up. But for now..." he clapped his hands as a syringe was brought to him. "This is for you," he said as he pushed to syringe into my skin and started injecting me with the thick serum. "Nighty night little boy."

The last thing I remember before passing out was thinking; "This day is not going as smooth as I thought it would when I woke up".

Hey, Thank you all for reading my newest chapter of TMP, it really means a lot. As stressed in last chapter please review (and maybe answer those questions), it will help me become a better writer so that my stories can progress longer and longer.

As you can probably tell, I like cliffhangers, so stick around for my next update (hopefully on Christmas, depending on my mood) and you'll see what happens to Nova. Again, thanks all for reading, and please review.

Adios!