Stephanie's Pov...
I stretched out all my tired limbs and walked around the lab trying to get the pins-and-needles feeling out of my legs. I was itching to try out my new 'transformations' just as much as the General and Doctor were - more so actually, but first I had to go through certain procedures and check-ups to make sure nothing went wrong. Apparently, this was mandatory.
I stood up and admired my new self in the mirror. I looked more like something out of the books I loved to read; and I liked it. I felt different. More confident and stronger than ever. My body was already used to some of the changes, and I could feel I needed to get used to the others - whatever those were. I wanted - no needed - to get out of the lab to train... and something else but I couldn't put her finger on it... I just wanted out.
The Doctor took notes and pictures of all the physical changes that could easily be seen. He asked me questions and I answered them truthfully; there was no reason for me to lie; I had no desire to lie. Strange.
He was impressed and excited to test all my new abilities I had; especially the ones they weren't able to see; which he was sure that I had.
I was different from the others.
***
The General loved the idea of me on the field and listened attentively to the answers I gave.
"Do you feel different?"
"Yes."
"Do you know what is different about yourself?"
"Yes."
"Can you tell me in detail what is different?"
"The obvious change is my wings, though I cannot fully control them as yet; I didn't expect them to be so... big. My eye colour has changed fully. My eye sight is better too, so is my hearing. I feel very energized and ready."
"Feel ready for what?"
"To do what I am supposed to do – what I am meant to do. I'm not entirely sure about that part."
"Okay. That's good but first we must test your skills and see to what extent you have been... changed."
"When do we start?"
"Tomorrow." chided the General happily before the Dr could say anything...
They walked out of the lab and I could feel all the other's eyes on me. I looked at the team and felt the energy they all had; the kind of energy we all shared.
I noticed that Ripper and Oblivion stood side by side and watched me very carefully. They caught my attention because their changes were similar to mine. I felt drawn to them. Perhaps because we were from the same serum.
"Can you hear what they are thinking?" asked the doctor curiously.
I took a deep breath. I didn't want to answer that, but it came out of me as if is forced its own way out.
"No."
"I see. Do you know why you cannot hear their thoughts?"
"I think so... Yes. We can... communicate through our thoughts if we want to, but we can't hear thoughts of our own kind."
"How do you know that?"
"It's a feeling."
The Dr nodded his head and looked very impressed as we walked on, passing the training arena and towards the killing arena.
***
I stood in the middle as the gate locked behind me.
Once again, the General and the team sat in the audiences' seats and watched very attentively along with the Dr who had kept a note pad in his hands and a pen at the ready. The gates opened once again to release the men expected to come out; except this time only two bulky creatures walked out.
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Heathen Series - Changed
FantasyHaunted by trauma, Stephanie seizes an escape through an army scholarship program, only to uncover a sinister plot that transforms her into a Heathen at the cost of her memories. Battling inner darkness and the General's twisted obsession, she must...
