Darkness, hate, pain, imprisonment. That's all I had known for.... How long has it been...? Does it matter....? No, I don't.... I don't think time matters.... An experiment, that's all i known myself as, just an experiment. I was always kept away from the others, left alone in my Confinement Chamber, pondering who I was. I dont remember who, what I was. Only faint memories come and go, but I barely pay attention... I barely know. I barely can sleep, nor even eat. These... Two-legged walkers, humans I think their called, always observe me, always keeping a close eye on me for anything. I'd only awoken on some sort of operating table, or experimentation table, not sure what it was or is, around... Maybe 10 minutes ago? I lose track of time easily, I don't think a part of my mind can handle whatever has been done to me, no recollection of who or what I was before... What was i again..? I dont think I matters now, as its only been 10 minutes, yet i feel like ive been here for years.. did I forget something...? Have I...? No, no... I was only made 11 minutes ago, yet feels longer than that, but I don't need to focus on.... Whatever it was, if it even was there, I only need to focus on what's round me besides my usual, empty confinement, only thing emptier than this is how I feel.... Can they just leave me to my pondering....? Despite me sitting here, and there strange, clear barrier, I can still hear what they say....
Researcher 1: "-st continues to sit there no matter how much Experimentations and augmentations we do on him, it just, sits there, that it!"
Researcher 2: "Calm down, its most likely trying to remember things, after all, i- he's, special. The dna in him, is special."
Researcher 1: "precisely is why we must know what it can do; it's Hyperion Laboratories research! And why do you insist on calling it a he? IT is an IT, a Hybrid we ma- you know what? Just put a pin on this conversation"
Hybrid... So that's what they call me.. a hybrid.. an it, or, he? Those two don't seem to get along, I only turned my head slightly toward the clear barrier, though can't really see them from the blinding light as I'm sitting here in the dark, not wanting ro be really seen. What makes me Special...?
Subject-002: *clears throat* what makessss me sssspecial, aye...?
I can already tell they were surprised that I talked to them, as they quit their arguing and both looked at, well, what they can see of me. The first researcher, who looks like he was In his fifties, looked at some sort of device, being confused already, before the researcher turned on a speaker.
Researcher 1: I-im sorry, what did yo- wait, did you hear us...?
S-002: I heard your argumentsss.... I barely paid much attention, why would I when ssssomeone doesssnt resssspect onessss wishesss...?
The two researchers had stayed silent for a couple minutes, before leaving their room that always watched me. After they had left, I looked around my cell, only to see multiple scratch marks around it, almost like someone's been keeping track of how long hey been here.... From the looks, the scratch marks are almost everywhere around my cell. Their isn't really much in it, infact there's nothing, only the clear barrier and metalic moving wall beside it.... I think it's a door is what it's called.... I've already tried going through it- surprised I didn't break my head- to really no avail..... Although, in the closet corner of the room directly to my right is some sort of secondary access on the wall.... I think it's called a vent? Didn't notice it there... That's one option. Instead, I sat there for a few moments before slowly crawling more into the shadowsz starting to fall asleep... Perhaps tomorrow I'll get some answers...
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???'s POV.
I've watched from this vent for a bit too long... And to think that they wouldn't remove his memories was a false hope. Well, seems I might have to reintroduce myself yet again to 02. Come to think of it, they had not given him a name at all.. I wonder if w-

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"Of Two Bloods"
Ciencia FicciónHyperion Labs, one of the many Greatest Gene Companies made after a colony was long forgotten, left to rule by itself. Or is Hyperion Labs all that they seem to be on from the perspectives? Follow the eyes of one of the Many Hybrid experiments made...