MEKA BORN: UNKNOWN

005

Doctor Ann came to pick up Kade, and led him somewhere new. She didn't speak as they walked the halls. She stopped and pressed her hand onto the wall. A door slid open and Doctor Ann lead him inside. It was a small room, with a treadmill and regular medical machines he's been hooked up to all his life. But this felt different, Doctor Ann was quiet and wouldn't make eye contact with him.

"What's up?" Kade asked suddenly.

"I...can't say. All I can do is give you a thorough check up again, and put you in a room with your class," Ann said, and sat down on a small stool with wheels. "You know the drill, strip."

Kade took off his shirt and pants. Ann looked at him, then looked down at his standard issue white boxer briefs. Without having to say a word, Ann got the message to Kade. His boxers were to go too.

He completely stripped off his clothes, and now stood nude. His hands clasped over his genitals.

"Stand on the scale," Ann said, and pointed to a small white rectangular platform.

Kade stepped on, and faced Ann.

"Weight is... 113 pounds. Still skinny but your muscles are showing up quite nice," Ann said. She pressed on her tablet and a metallic stick rose up from the front of the scale. It pressed against Kade's back and rear, almost making him jump from the Icey coldness of the metal. "Height is pretty good—"

"What is it?" Kade said with excitement. "Did I get taller?"

"You did," Ann smiled softly. "You are now 5....11. Just on the cusp of 6'" Kade grinned. "Now... you're not going to enjoy this next part. Please move your hands, and cough when I say."

Kade did not enjoy that part.

"Alright, you are in perfect health. Obviously. I mean I am your doctor," Ann said smugly. "Put your clothes back on, I'm sick of looking at you."

Kade quickly got dressed. And Ann sat him down on a stool. She gave him a few shots in each of his arms, and legs, and butt cheeks. His whole body felt sore after those. She then went through the usual checkup stuff.

"Ok, one last thing," Ann said. "Since your main skill is speed. I'm going to have to clock your current max run speed. Don't worry, they've upgraded the treadmill's because of you. And tested them with Cheetah's."

"What's a Cheetah?" Kade asked as he stepped onto the treadmill.

"It's a big kitty that can run 80 miles per hour, and remove the flesh off your body for you," Ann answered quickly. "Start."

Kade had to shake off her answer, and start his run. He quickly built up his speed, his legs moved as fast as he could will them. His feet gently slapped on the speedy white tread below him. His heart started to pump, his lung filled then deflated, and the smile rose back on his mouth. He wished he could run as fast and hard as he could in the open. Feel the wind blast his hair back, and flow through.

During his training, Keller would have them race. It was only a 100 yard dash, that Kade won every single time. So he couldn't really get to run as fast as he wanted to. But Kade did get praise when he ran and got a time of 4.9. Kade would only get to run for a couple seconds at a time, then wait for everyone else to race so he could go again. Kade tried to run the race, then run back, but Keller yelled at him.

"You can't run back and forth!" Keller yelled. "First off it's dangerous. And second, you getting back to the start line before the other's could finish the regular dash kills their moral!"