○MCYT○ Mini Stories

{The Labs. . .2/2}

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The new kids came in today, must say they're very nice kids and how they have no idea what's to come.
Expect for one kid, who doesn't trust any of us and you know what, I'm glad.
So far, he's been hiding in a corner while the guards get their ID and put them in the system.
Oh, this is going to be a rough week like any other.

The way system works is simple but brutal; The kids will wake up at 6am for breakfast, at 6:30am they'll be taken to the training room to have their strengths tested against training dummies, machines and themselves, when 8am comes around, they're taken to the lab to have some new liquid tested on them, at 8:30am they'll be put in machines to test their mental health and put them in a simulation, at 10am they'll be given a 15 minute break, after that it's back go training which lasts for 2 hours, so at 12:15pm they're then taken into the lab again to be tested with machines for sicknesses or diseases and then training again till 1am.
. . .
I feel like Jones has really lost his mind with this project, but maybe the stress with his child on the way is what is making him go to extremes??

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Dr Innit's POV~

The kids all woe these hospital gowns as they training, having a name tag to identify them, I found it heartbreaking to watch kids train like this, especially kids that didn't even know what they are.
I looked at the ticking clock and I dread the time it hits 8am, cause I have to give give some type of new pill that allows them to be completely obviously to how we operate this system.
So, after #Ray642 left, a hybird of a bull, a smaller boy came in. He had blonde messy hair, blue eyes, glasses that had been broken and grey bird wings, I smiled gently as he climbed up on the stool and sat down,"Hello, you must be #PHZ49. I'm Dr Innit.", he didn't reply at all, maybe he's mute? I wrote down the possibility and held out a pill to him,"Please take this.", slowly he took the pill, I nod and he jumped down and left without a word. And I don't blame him, it's all so confusing for a little boy.

~1 Week Later~

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So far, things have been going. . . Decent I guess?
But of course, kids are still crying and begging to go home, but the medication they are taking it enforces them to stay and think this is normal for their kind.
Jones as asked me to work on getting the mute boy to talk, but what the heck do you expect me to do, I'm not Jill Dr. Jones, I'm not good with kids even if I have a child, the boy always loved his mother more but I knew my boy loved me.
So far, the kid has not breathed a word. He still cries but doesn't say word but just cries.
. . .

~3 Weeks later~

. . .
I flinched as a Guard was shot and put down, they were caught trying to smuggle a hybird out of here.
The cat hybird cried as a guard dragged her away to probably be punished, Jones left the body not caring who he shot, as long as his family and his experiments were okay, he was okay.
I went to give the food out to the other kids in the canteen, since we had cooks but they couldn't hand anything to the children in case they help them escape so I have to do it.

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So, kids are eating and some were trying not to cry, I felt so bad about this and I hated it, but I couldn't quit or speak out, it would either get me killed, fired or even get my son in danger.
I can tell Jones was getting more on edge with the feeling of becoming a father soon, but also because of the results these kids are giving us which shows that over time hybirds could get stronger and even go against humanity for what they've done to them.