TW: Abuse. This chapter is heavy, and I only recommend it for older readers.
I awoke in a different room. When did I get there? The events of the blackout rushed back into my head. The lights were blaring in here so they must have gotten the power back on. There was a sudden jiggle at the door's latch.
"Probably my handler." I thought. I froze realizing what that meant. The last time I had broken he had to stay after work to work on repairs. Let's just say, I ended up more broken then fixed. As the door opened my fears were confirmed. But, instead of grumbling and carrying his usual tool case, he wore a sinister smile and carried a syringe of ichor. No. Every so often, when a toon got broken instead of repairing them, Delilah ran ichor testing before repairs. My eyes widened in fear, only causing his smile to get wider.
"Delilah needed some test subjects for her new experiment, but you already knew that didn't ya girl?" He grinned. God, I hated it when he talked like that. Like I was some sort of dog. I backed away from him, which only made me closer to the wall. He chuckled menacingly, closing in on me. In my desperate attempt to get away I crashed into the other wall. I heard a loud cracking sound and grimaced as the left side of my face exploded with pain. Ichor poured down from the large crack in my head, smudging my clothes and the area around me. He shook his head as if I were the one doing something wrong. "Tsk tsk. Delilah won't be happy about that mess, will she?" As I scrambled away from him, ignoring the growing pain in my head, he grabbed me by the scruff of my shirt. "Don't worry." He crooned. "This won't hurt a bit." I slumped over, finally just giving up. I knew when I was caught. I felt the small sting of a needle in my arm, knowing that ichor was already coursing through my system. I squeezed my eyes shut. I felt myself slam against the wall. Through the blurry haze I could make out my handler crouching beside me. "You're nothing." He hissed in my ear, before walking out of the room slamming the door behind him. I curled up in a ball, waiting for the ichor to take over.
"It will all be over soon" I thought.