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// Chapter Thirteen //

Uhh.. late-warning ahead I guess for any new readers, let's just say it's a start to a 🍋
That may or may not continue in the next chapter
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Mochi finally awoke in a very... very dark room, there was nothing but pure darkness, and you'd think someone who got kidnapped would be tied to a chair but no. She was strapped to one of those hospital beds whatever you call 'em that you'd find in a lab.

The dragon felt frightened, darting her eyes all across the room trying to find where she was exactly, but no luck. There was only pure darkness.

Suddenly a very dim light lit up over her, blasting right into her eyes and Mochi let out a painful cry, tightly shutting her eyes.

"..We're sorry Mochi that it had to come this way.. But you know Dr. Quinn.."

Mochi turned her head to the voice that spoke and in the dim light she could see Toxic Lang.

"..What..- do you mean?.." Mochi gave an expression of confusion but looked away, her ears flopping around before pinning and her tail curled between her legs as a sign of fear/submission.

"..Sadly Dr. Quinn couldn't be here so she left me to do the work.."

Toxic Lang walked off and grabbed a tool from a tray, which looked to be a hatchet, a shaded hatchet due to the darkness surrounding the room.

Mochi felt her body heavily tremble, her pupils dilating and her mind went into a panic, there the brown dragon tried to break the straps but was out of luck. Toxic Lang went back to the bed and stared. "Ahh.. ahh.. Ahhh. ." They held Mochi down with one hand and lifted the hatchet up with their other. "WAIT- PLEASE.. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.. WE COULD STOP THIS!. . .'' Mochi cried with a plea, tears escaping out of the corners of her eyes. But no mercy was going to be shown..

And with a sudden SLAM the hatchet fell on Mochi's arm, a clean cut through the bone. Mochi screamed body murder and flapped her wings violently, but Toxic Lang wasn't gonna stop there, they used the same hatchet to remove the skin of Mochi's stomach/torso, legs, and her left wing, leaving the bed to be drenched in blood. Mochi wasn't looking so good however, she felt.. Weak.. tired.. And drained. . . blood continuing to gush out of her newly made wounds. Was it over?.. Oh no... It wasn't. Toxic Lang went back to the tray and grabbed a Kusarigama, returning to Mochi.

Finally the Toxic Lang held the Kusarigama over her right eye, and Mochi's pupil shrunk til it was nothing but a dot.

The Kusarigama would be lowered much closer to her eye and all she could see was the blade, getting closer.. And closer. Without any more patience Toxic Lang would press the blade of the Kusarigama into her eye right before slicing around it. Mochi kicked her legs but felt the pains of agony rush through her body from the amounts of removed skin.

Shortly after Toxic Lang had removed one of Mochi's eyes, right before doing the same with the other.

Mochi was losing a whole lot of blood, so of course she ended up fainting.

Toxic Lang sighed and grabbed a metal box, filled with robotic parts, and one by one they replaced the wounds with robotic-like features, as they were turning her into more of a cyborg, a bloody cyborg.

Once the process was done..

. . Mochi woke up. .

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Shade was running down the hallway, trying to escape from what seemed to be his sister, except it wasn't his sister at all.. I mean it looked like it. Buuut she was mostly skeletal now.