Black and White Tv's and Toxic Blue Liquids

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 A nine-year-old Anya sat facing a small, aged T.V. surrounded by other girls who were slightly older than her. In her hands she held a small juice box, watching the pictures on the black and white screen. This wasn't an unusual sight, every week all the girls would sit and watch a movie, well all the girls who had made it that far. This week they were watching Cinderella. Anya didn't like the movie much. More specifically, she disliked Cinderella's helplessness, and of course, the awkward moments when words like murder, submit, loyalty, and they popped onto the screen, it made her head hurt, but she continued to watch intentionally, unable to tear her eye from the film.

She didn't know what it was, but Anya felt like something was off, so she let her eyes wander away from the black and white film long enough to notice Madam B's absence. It was odd, never in her years at the red room had Madame B not been present while they watched the odd films.

Suddenly, Anya was pulled out of her thoughts as Madame B walked into the room with a devilish smirk painted on her face. Behind her were Dreykov's little foot soldiers, wheeling in IV drips containing a thick, toxic blue liquid. Anya furrowed her brows in confusion, this was...new.

"Девочки, сегодня мы будем делать что-то новое. Эта жидкость определит вашу ценность для красной комнаты, она превратит вас во что-то особенное, во что-то мощное. Если это не так, ну, вы просто не будете продолжать программу. (Girls, today we will be doing something new. This liquid will determine your worth to the red room, it will transform you into something special, something powerful. If it doesn't, well you will simply not be continuing with the program.)" Madam B stated with an evil glint in her eyes.

Anya's stomach fell to the floor, she had a feeling that there was more to this "mystery liquid" that had Madam B riled up with dangerous excitement. No good could come from this, but she could do nothing to stop the men who attached the IVs to the girls. Suddenly, the toxic liquid began to flow through her, filling her body with unbearable pain. She felt as though she was being burned alive.

The screams of all of the 18 remaining girls filled the room Madame B stood tall above them, and a devious look formed on her face as her eyes landed on Anya. "Ты, дорогая, это что-то другое, ты сделаешь для нас великие дела. (You darling are something else, you will do great things for us.)" said Madame B quietly to no one in particular.

Anya couldn't keep her eyes open, whatever was in that liquid was doing something to her, she could feel it changing her. The loud ringing in her ears was not able to completely drown out Madams B's voice, "Отведите их в камеры пыток, чтобы подготовить их ко второй фазе мутации». (Take them to the torture chambers to prepare them for phase two of their mutation.)" Anya was completely and utterly terrified, what was Madame B droning on about. She felt someone lift her up and strap her to a gurney, "when did they bring gurneys' ' Anya thought to herself.

As she was rolled out of the room, she heard the strange words coming from the colorless T.V. once again, "KILL, SUBMIT, OBEY!"

Once she reached her next destination, Anya felt fear as a man dressed in a lab coat came up to her, " Hmm, yes you will do nicely, strap her down and let us being to have fun." said the strange man with a thick Russian accent as he walked towards a small tale filled with several torture devices. He picked something off the table and walked back towards the terrified girl, "Don't worry, this will only hurt like hell." he spoke slowly with false kindness.

Hours passed, and all that could be heard in the deepest parts of the red room were the screams of Anya, by now, they were done with the other girls, but for some reason, her agony was elongated, it seemed as though it would never end.

It when on for weeks, and the poor girl had long since lost track of time as every possible method of torture was inflicted on her. She was barely alive when the deranged scientist amped up the volts that coursed through her body. She was barely alive when her eyes snapped open revealing electric blue eyes, sending an invisible force toward the mad scientist slamming him against the wall, instantly killing him.

After hearing the commotion, Madam B walked into the room with a sinister smile gracing her face, "Отлично, даже лучше, чем я мог себе представить, Дрейков будет гордиться. (Excellent, even better than I could have imagined, Dreykov will be proud.)" she said, idolizing the man as if she were a King. Anya knew this was the beginning of the end for her. 

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