3rd POV
The children are shoved into a large room then freed of their shackles. From there a nameless grunt shouts.
Man: "You kids stay here and shut up. The doctor will be ready soon."
He exits the room. Going to the center of the room we see Y/N. He looks to his left to see a girl with sun yellow hair crying into her knees. He gets up taking a seat next to her.
Y/N: "Hey."
She looks at him.
Girl: "Hi."
Y/N: "I'm Y/N."
Angela: "I'm A-Angela."
He holds out his hand.
Y/N: "Nice to meet you."
She shakes his hand which slightly soothes her sadness.
Angela: "These people are so mean. Why would they take us away from our parents?"
Y/N: "I don't know. But they won't get away with this. Our parents will save us and take us back home."
Angela: "You think so?"
Y/N: "I know so."
He offers her a smile trying to give her hope. It works because she returns it. But the nameless grunt reenters the room.
Man: "The doctor's ready. Any volunteers?"
He scans the sea of children who remain frozen, fearing what awaits them.
Man: "Fine, I'll just pick one of you."
He trudges through before landing on one child.
Man: "You'll do."
Angela: "I don't wanna go!!!"
He grabs her arm dragging her away. She tries to break free but it's all useless.
Y/N: "Leave her alone!!!"
He jumps wrapping his arms around the man's neck choking him.
Man: "Damn runt!!!"
He grabs the back of Y/N's hair and tosses him into the wall.
Angela: "Y/N!!!"
Man: "Let's go princess."
He continues dragging her away. Y/N looks up groaning in pain. Angela gets closer to the door making Y/N shout.
Y/N: "You won't take her!!!"
A shine surrounds him. His body vibrates as he switches versions. This amazes the other children when Y/N leaps at the man. Then with a right hook he's sent flying into the wall. This commotion draws the attention of the dreaded doctor.
Doctor: "What's with all this racket?"
Man: "The punk I threw into the wall hit me. He should be wailing with a broken back."
He eyes Y/N placing his hand under his chin.
Doctor: "You'll do nicely."
He grabs Y/N's wrist dragging him to the laboratory. He's strapped onto a bed as the doctor uses a special device to check Y/N's genetic makeup.
Doctor: "Fascinating. You possess a powerful ability. You pose the highest probability."
Y/N: "For what?"
Doctor: "Of becoming perfect."
He taps several keys which makes a machine draw closer to Y/N. A needle then forms injecting itself into his arm.
Doctor: "Let the test begin. Don't go dying on me."
He taps a key starting the procedure. Y/N screams in pain as a blue liquid is pumped into his body. His screams amplify as the liquid begins breaking down the atoms in his arm only to rebuild them. The procedure spreads to his whole body. He continues to scream as his entire DNA is rewritten.
Doctor: "Procedure at thirty percent. Forty percent. How're you holding up?"
Y/N screams like a banshee as the veins in his body burst open then reform.
Doctor: "I'll take that as a good sign."
Three more brutal minutes pass before the doctor smiles in glee.
Doctor: "Procedure complete. DNA completely rewritten."
He taps a key making the machine shut down. The needle exits Y/N's arm as his screaming finally calms down.
Y/N: "What'd you do to me?"
Doctor: "Made you stronger. Now you're free to grow without the worry of refining your semblance. That opens the gateway to all sorts of things. Oh enough talk. Next child!!!"
And so the other children underwent the same procedure. But not all of them were successful. The large group of forty six children were reduced to a mere seven. They now stand in a line with a wire hooked into their lower spine. They all grit their teeth as the pain continues to grow.
At this moment their auras are being stretched and molded to inhumane degrees. This allows them to have larger aura reserves and use up less of it when fighting. Slader shuts off the machines allowing the children to relax.
Slader: "That'll conclude your aura training. Tomorrow begins the real training."
They're led to their rooms. The next morning they're showed to the training room.
Slader: "Congratulations on making it this far. You're no longer simple children. You're soldiers in training. In here you'll work on your bodies. You'll build them up to handle your growing power. When you've done it then you'll be the best fighters known to Remnant."
*timeskip*
It's been over ten years since the seven gifted were formed. In that time they've each grown into a remarkable fighter. They've grown from crying children to machines of war. Right now they stand side by side as a much older Slader paces back and forth in front of them.
Slader: "I want to say good job to all of you. You've shed your weak childish skin and transformed into strong adults. You've given it your all and today is the day it pays off."
Seven men stand in front of the seven brandishing an iron. They're then branded.
Slader: "This will be your marks. Each is unique to you. They'll be the thing that describes you."
The men walk away.
Slader: "You all make me proud. Especially you Y/N."
He remains stoic. But one of the seven stares with a look of absolute envy.
Slader: "Now go my children. Go out into the world."
They salute leaving the compound. While they grab their bag and leave that particular seven storms away muttering to himself.
Boy: "Just you wait Y/N. One of these days I'm gonna make you see that I'm the strongest."
He smiles and flees into the world. Meanwhile Slader smiles as the local authorities storm the building holding him at gunpoint.
Man: "Where're the children!?!"
Slader: "You just missed them."
The man grits his teeth before pistol whipping Slader.
Man: "Your little operation is over."
He looks at his men as they cuff Slader. Meanwhile he just smiles as he's taken into custody.

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Lost Father
CasualeYears ago a little girl was in a not so pleasant home. For her everyday was miserable. Her one desire was for Oum to turn her into a bird so she can fly away. Thankfully one day a kind man would grant her desire of leaving.