Chapter 1

The scientists
scurried around in their white lab coats around their gigantic lab. The tension
in the air was high. Their final subject was being injected with the last dose
of their latest drug. She was their last subject to survive. There the beautiful
girl lay on the icy cold surgery table. She was strapped down with metal clamps
to hold her in place. She was a brilliant piece of work. They had found her as
a child and nurtured her to be a weapon. She had fought off many others and
with the drug, she excelled in letting it combine with her natural body
chemistry. A clean cut looking man took a syringe and poked it into a small
clear jar. The green liquid inside quickly was transferred into the syringe.

Mark: This is
gonna hurt, but when you wake up you’ll be fine.

The girl’s eyes
were full of anger and hate. Her hands clenched tight. Mark administered the
injection and stood back watching her cringe. Her body burned her as she
screamed from the pain. She felt every little breath of air that wafted to her.
She pulled on the restraints.

Mark: Turn up the
voltage on those restraints; I don’t want her breaking loose.

The group of
scientists hurried to do what he said. They turn up the power of the
restraints, but Mark was getting uneasy seeing the girl pull even harder. Maybe
she was too much of a success. Her body was bursting with power. There was a
nasty sound of metal breaking. Mark grabbed a tranquilizer and immediately
tried to administer it on her. But it was too late. She broke free slamming
Mark in the stomach sending him flying to the opposite wall.

Mark: Restrain
her! Don’t let her get away!

Everyone grabbed
tranquilizer guns as she got up. She had only a white thank and long pajama
pants on. It was all what their subjects wore. At least the ones that were
alive, which was one. She got up dodging all the darts being shot at her. Her
senses were so keen to every movement in the room. Mark knew she was searching
for an exit. He grabbed his shotgun.

Mark: If you’re
not going to cooperate, I’m going to send you to your grave.

He knew she could
hear him. His gun was on her. She stopped destroying the lab and looked him in
the eyes. She growled and took off straight at him. He took a shot. Then
another. Her rage had taken over her. Her eyes black. One of the bullet hit her
shoulder. She didn’t even wince. She bashed through the wall with Mark. The
night air hit her and she knew she was free. She ran away at full speed.
Finally one of the scientists got a shot at her hitting her in the back with a
tranquilizer, but it wasn’t enough to slow her down. She crashed through the
forest and inched closer to civilization. As she ran, she could feel sleep
creeping up on her, but it didn’t stop her. Turning the street corner, she
crashed into a girl.

Carmen: Ow!

The girl let out a
yelp. They were both on the ground surprised. It was dark where the girl had
fell. Carmen strained her eyes to see. Bright green eyes stared back at her. There
was a mix of fear and frustration in those eyes. Carmen inched closer to the
crouched figure.

Carmen: Come here,
I won’t hurt you.

She cooed at the
person in the dark. The test subject had never heard such soft words. Not even
in her dreams. It was always commands. No one treated her like a human being.
She was a tool, an animal, a weapon. She backed away from Carmen. She felt
cornered and the cold wall pressed upon her back. Carmen reached a hand out
towards her. The green eyes were desperate. They were tired. She was tired. She
looked at Carmen’s hand then back at the brown eyes, she finally moved out of
the shadows and took her hand.