You had been a POW for a few years before you were shipped off to a KorTac lab. You had heard rumors that the lab was worse than the POW camp. Of course, like many others, you hadn't believed that until you had arrived.

It had been five months since your first arrival. You had dropped a lot of weight, you smelled terrible, and you were filthy from not having any sort of hygiene. On top of this, you weren't fed properly and every day you were prodded with needles, tubes, and sometimes even cameras.

A sudden ding of a bell pulled you from your day dreaming. You slowly looked at the front of your cell, watching as a tall man in uniform and a doctor walked up to your cell. The two scientists who usually held their experiments on you, walked up behind them. The meaner scientist unlocked your cage and stepped aside to let the tall man in.

"Du armes ding." The man muttered under his breath as he crouched in front of you.

You watched helplessly as he freed you from your chains, throwing them to the side. When his eyes returned to yours, he cupped his hands on your cheeks.

"I'm König. You are not an experiment anymore, ja?" König asked you. "You're going home at the end of the week."

Tears pricked your eyes at the sound of that sweet word.Home. You were finally going home. König gently wiped your tears with his glove before he moved aside for the medics. They were quick to wrap you in blankets and ship you off to a medical center.

In the medical center, König sat beside your bed, examining you closely. The experiments done on you had changed you a lot. You were missing a finger on one hand, your skin was turning different colors in a few places, and the hair on your body had started to lighten up. Not everything had changed physically. Some of your senses had been heightened, like your sense of smell and hearing. Other senses like sight, worsened.

König gently reached a hand out to brush back your hair from your face. He gave you an apologetic look through his eyes, clearly not pleased with your treatment.