Gifted (AOT x Nonbinary!!Reader)

The Experiments

A/n um..... Hi.
So I am rewriting this entire book because it's trash and I've been rewatching the latest seasons so I felt inspired.

**The reader is gender neutral so They/them pronouns are used.**

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Y/N POV

The world has always been very black and white to me. It lacked color, it lacked meaning.
Maybe that's because it was never allowed to be.

Since I was small my world has been four total rooms; a lab, an office space, a closet, and a small cell where I slept.
I knew very little of what was outside when it came to humans. But the doctor made sure I knew everything there was to know about the Titans outside what he had called "the walls". And to say I am curious is an understatement. What I would give to see one in the flesh.

I woke up every morning to see the same grey ceiling with the same white floors and the same chemical smell. It became monotonous and dull.

I would then walk down the hallway to the office next door, with supervision of course, in order to greet the doctor and to thank him for all his hard work.
The conversation always went the same...

"Ah, little one, is there something I can assist you with today," he would ask while closing his leather bound journal and pushing up his glasses that glinted in the yellow toned light of his lantern. He was a seemingly kind older gentleman that wore high end slacks and a crisp light blue dress shirt under an almost blindingly white coat. Like it never saw a day of work in it's life. He looked normal in that, until one finds out what he enjoys doing to children.

I would slowly get down onto my knees and bow with my forehead to the floor.
"I could never burden you with my lowly troubles, Doctor. I simply wanted to welcome the morning with you and express the gratitude I have for all the blessings you have gifted to me throughout the years."

He would then reach down and place his massive hand on the back of my head, working his way down and under my chin. As he lifted my head I would be met with a controlled and stiff smile. His attempt at fatherly affect that used to give my life purpose over the passed ten years.
"I see, rise little one, it is time to open the next present I have for you," his voice sounding sickly sweet as he began to stroke my head.

It always felt strange to be treated this way, Like a pet or a prize. One would think now that I am about to turn thirteen it would feel normal, that I would simply believe that it is what every child endures. But my heart knows that what these people are doing is wrong, what these men are doing to me is morally unacceptable.

These men guide me back into the hallway after I rise from my position on the floor and make the stiff journey to the laboratory right across that hall. As we walk in my nostrils are hit with the harsh scent of sterilizer, metal, and burning chemicals from the many chemistry sets that line the counters.

This is where they hold the experiments. Both on me and on animals. To them I was their greatest accomplishment, I was special, some would say gifted. Ever since I was two years old this lab has been where I spent majority of my time. This room held all the major events that made me who I am today; injections, surgeries, skin grafts... branding

The list could go on for days.

But today was different.
Today was the day I reclaimed my life and finally stepped foot into the sun. I had a plan that would change my world for the better.

Right as I lifted my frail body onto the cold steel gurney a loud boom was heard followed by screams.
The doctor looked to the guards by the entrance to the labs in confusion, nodding at one of them to go check it out.
Said man left swiftly and his footsteps could be heard down the hall, A firm clomping noise as he made it farther away from us. The door squeaked itself open with a few hard pulls on the locks that sealed the thick, heavy oak door.