The Only Girl for Me~ Eleven x Reader

#012

Y/N- Your name L/N- Your last name B/D- Your birth day

Play the song above ^

Running, running, running. Don't look back. "Twelve! Run!" Eleven cried. I ran. I tripped. Eleven stopped. "Go!" I yelled. She looked at me, her eyes full of fear. "Go. Please..." I whispered. I could see the tears in her eyes. "I'll find you!" Eleven screamed. She turned around and ran. I felt big arms wrap around me as I struggled to get up. "No!" I screamed. I swung my arms around wildly. "No, no, no!" I screamed. I kick around. The man stabbed a needle into my neck. "No..." I sobbed 

1 year later- Present time

I lay on the floor of my small room in the new lab. The walls were covered in pieces of papers with drawings.  They were made by me. There was a little bed, just the right size for me. Beside the bed was a small table with drawers. There was nothing in the drawers, except paper and markers. There was also also a door to a bathroom. I get and walked to the door that lead to the hallway, then turned the handle. It was locked. I groan, frustrated. The door had been locked for two hours. 

I take a deep breath and close my eyes. I let all my thoughts drift away, and focus my everything on opening the door. There was a click. I open my eyes again and tried turning the handle. This time, it opened.  I laugh and jump up and down. It worked! I peeked out the door down the hall. No one was there. I cautiously walked out of my room and down the hall. I wandered around, surprised no one had come chasing me yet. Papa didn't like when I left my room without permission. 

As I wandered, I found a door I had never seen before. I slowly opened it. Inside, it was full of cabinets. There was a desk and chair too. On top of the desk I found a set of keys. I looked at the cabinets each a letter on it. "A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L." I read. There was more letters. I tried to open up a cabinet that had the letter B on it. It didn't open. 

I thought about using my powers, but then I remembered the keys. Could they open it up? I grabbed them and stuck it into the keyhole. The key turned and there was another click. The drawer opened up. Inside, the was a bunch of papers folders, each one labeled with a number. It started at 010 and went to 020. I grabbed one that had the number 012  on it and opened it. There was a bunch of writing on a paper.

Subject: #012

Full Name: Y/N L/N

Date of Birth: B/D

Current Age: 13

Gender: Female 

Powers: Telekinesis, some sort of telepathy, and  emotion manipulation 

Notes: Ever since #011 has disappeared, #012's powers have been limited. Perhaps her powers are connected somehow? Dr Cherish and I have been working with #012 but haven't gotten very far. #012 tends to try and escape quite a lot. However, she never gets very far. 

...What was this? I couldn't really read it, but I knew it was about me. There was a photo of me attached to the page. I begun to flip through them, when I suddenly heard loud footsteps. Panic surged through me. I slammed the drawer shut, locked it, closed the door, turned off the lights, hid underneath the table and held my breath. The footsteps got nearer and then paused. Then they started again and slowly faded away. I let out a sigh of relief. Maybe it was time to go back to my room. I grabbed the folder and slowly opened the door. Then I ran back to my room as fast as possible.

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