Vampire queen

chapter 3

My eyes blink open slowly. My vision is a bit blurry. I see florescent lights rolling by. They aren't rolling, I thought, I am. I am rolling down a dark, cement walled hallway. they put me in a room. The room was dim just as the hallway was. I try to get up, the only problem is that I can't. I look at my wrists to find that they are strapped to the table. I hear the door creak open. "Who is there? Can you possibly tell me where I am and what the hell is going on?" I ask. I heard someone laugh. It sounded familiar. It was Dr. Wickerson. "What are you going to do with me?" I asked. I could hear the fear in my own voice. "Oh, I thought that you would have put it all together by now. I took you from the school because you are the one we have been looking for." He said with a wicked smile on his face. "What? there is nothing special about me at all. So, why would it be me?" I asked. He nodded slowly as if to agree with me. "You are correct. You are not special but I am going to make you special." He said as he started walking to the door. "What? How are you going to do that?" I asked frantically as he walked out the door. I jerked around as though I was a mentally ill person is a asylum. "Let me go, please!" I scream. I kept screaming until my throat burned.
I opened my eyes to find scientists running around me. "What are you doing to me?" I ask. My voice was raspy after screaming for so long. Dr. Wickerson leaned down to my ear and whispered "Waking you up." I bit my lip to keep from crying. "Go ahead and inject her. Make sure to watch her and write down what changes." Dr.wickerson said. He stood over by the wall watching them do their jobs. I winced as the needle slid into my arm.

My heart beat started to slow. I tried to breath but it became hard. I just gave up. One of the female scientists looked over at me. "She has paled." she said. Dr. Wickerson walked over to me. He touched my hair. "Good that means it worked. It is time to change her appearance." He said as he walked away. He stopped at the open door and said "I will leave it up to you ladies to change that. Oh, be sure to make her have one noticeable feature preferably her hair." As soon as he left the room, they rolled me out and into a room with a sink.

"I think we should do this color it would stand out more in a crowd. Like pink!" The blonde one said. The Asian lady shook her head. "No, we are not coloring it pink. We need to do a darker color. Here, we are going to do maroon." The others agreed and got started. "So, the color we pick will be her new natural hair color then?" the Asian nodded. "yes she is in the transformation stage so anything we do will become permanent. Like we are going to give her a dark grey eye color contact and they will absorb into the irises and become the natural color." I can't believe that this is happening.

When they got done with me they had a man drag me off into a room and shut the door. The room had no lights, no windows, and it was extremely cold. Maybe the cold was just me going though this change. This so what they have done to me. They have stripped me of my old identity. They have taken away my old life and changed me into some other monster.