You’re a human, you always have been. But not.. human human. You see, you weren’t conceived a regular way. You were created in a lab from a mixture of mutant cold-blooded species DNA and human.. er, let’s not get into the details. Your ability was to regenerate and alter your body with the pure science of what can only be explained as - a superhuman ability. In simpleton, you could heal an open cut by a specific process called SESI, immediate regeneration of skin cells by usuing a natural DNA formulated bio stimulation. Anyways, you had grown up in an old lab, Now you getting restless and you had.. start to work on a plan, an escape plan. Seeing all these humans around you being treated like.. people, people who mattered more than the creatures that were hid away from your then young eyes. You had always been smart, quiet and observant. Those three skills, which then seemed quite irrelevant truly came in clutch when it came to making a plan under the hard pressure of the testing. You had learned to trust a girl, this girl was named Hanya. She always hung around the testing rooms. A little over a month you had become friends with her, telling her your escape plan she seemed wary, suspiciously wary.

You would soon come to find that Hanya ratted you out. Spoiling your plan entirely. Her father works with your birth lab’s rival company. A big science company, you had been transferred. And for the last six months you’ve been poked and prodded at, injected and sampled of your blood, hair, skin, and as weird as it seemed, saliva. Your timings rotated in periods, six to be exact almost like school. Except these periods weren’t 45-50 minutes, they were excruciatingly long. During day and night you were assigned a personal scientist. Ashton M. Warner, Dr. Warner. If you couldn’t tell already, Ashton was quite the catch around here. His skills were unmatched, he was absolutely genius. And if you were truly honest, he was the only one you could stand.

It was now 6th period. AKA nighttime. In their language it was ‘Get some sleep you little runts, we’ll need you well rested for plenty more needles tomorrow!!’ “Just a minute, Zee. I’m almost done here, then I can walk you to your room.” Ashton spoke, his voice softly echoing through the dull lab. You nodded, giggling to yourself at the previous thought as Ashton was cleaning up his leftover tools.

Ashton smiled, his eyes flickering to you then back to his tools.

“Something funny?