Welcome to CROWN pt 1

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  3rd person's pov.


"Project 11107," a man said as he stepped into the room, the lights flickering on. A cage sat in the middle of the room, its occupant hidden from view. "Species: human, age 4, elven-wolf years 1," another scientist stated, pulling open the cage door and gently lifting the child out, setting them onto a chair. "Gender is female," he added, nodding to his colleague.

The two scientists looked down at the small, trembling child with clinical detachment. She had been taken from her family, her freedom stripped away and was now the subject of their experiment - Project 11107. Her eyes were wide with fear, darting between the two men in white coats towering over her.

One of the scientists approached, removing the rope that had been tied around the child's mouth, cutting off her ability to cry out. "Please let me go sir I'm scared" she mumbled with teary eyes down at the floor Dr. Liam Harrington took a deep breath "Well now, let's have a look at you," he murmured, circling the chair as he studied her features intently. The girl flinched as his hand reached out to tilt her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"Remarkable," the other scientist breathed, jotting down notes on a clipboard. "The elven blood is quite apparent." He leaned in close, peering into the child's eyes, noting the subtle points of her ears. "If the procedure is successful, we can move on to adding the stormglass'80 heart and demon eyes last Dr.Harrington."
The first scientist nodded in agreement, a gleam of anticipation in his eyes. "Then let us begin." He gestured to a tray of medical instruments, the sharp tools gleaming ominously in the harsh lighting. The girl's breath quickened, a whimper escaping her lips as she realized the horrors that awaited her before a quick poke in her neck brought darkness. -

Over the years, more than 2,000 children have been abducted by CROWN, a top-secret human organization set on taking over the world from supernatural entities. CROWN's goal is to seize the "crown of the world" before toppling the existing power structures, without anyone powerful enough to stand up to their genetically modified, mutated creations.
CROWN has been systematically capturing children with inherent supernatural abilities, subjecting them to grueling experiments and intensive training regimes. The goal is to create an army of genetically enhanced, superhuman agents to carry out CROWN's nefarious plans for global domination.
So far, CROWN has only succeeded in perfecting four of these genetically modified, supernaturally endowed individuals. The others, unable to withstand the harsh conditions of the experiments and training, have been killed. These four "perfected" agents possess incredible, almost god-like powers, making them formidable weapons in CROWN's arsenal.
CROWN's reach extends far and wide, with operatives infiltrating governments, corporations, and even the highest echelons of power. The organization operates in the shadows, carefully concealing its activities from the public eye, while systematically dismantling any potential resistance or interference.
The fate of the world hangs in the balance, as CROWN's relentless pursuit of power and control threatens to reshape the very fabric of reality. With their genetically enhanced, supernaturally gifted agents poised to strike, the future of humanity and the natural order itself is at stake. Will these four break free or will they do as their masters command and break the world everyone knows of-Okay, got it. 

The door to the dimly lit chamber swung open, and a young teenager with bright pink hair and dark skin was unceremoniously shoved inside. The three occupants 

a siren, a fire fae, and an elven wolf - looked up in surprise, taken aback by the sudden intrusion. It had been years since any of them had found themselves in similar shoes, forced to endure the harsh experiments and rigorous training of their captors.

The siren, his poker face betraying no emotion, simply continued shuffling his cards, his gaze fixed on the newcomer. The male fire fae, choosing to abstain from the card game, busied himself with assembling a complex puzzle, his keen eyes darting towards the unconscious boy every so often.

The elven wolf remained silent, It wasn't long before they were summoned for their daily regimen of training, starting with hand-to-hand combat without the use of their powers. Each was paired with a different instructor, honing their skills in a variety of disciplines - from the siren's mastery of hypnosis and charm-casting to the male fire fae's control over the element of fire, to the elven wolf's agility and martial prowess.

When they finally came together for their joint exercises, the trio found themselves blindfolded, gagged, and forced to read each other's minds as they fought against wave after wave of armed assailants - dodging bullets, arrows, and knives, all while sustaining multiple injuries.

The male fire fae, his body wreathed in flames, fought alongside the siren, whose hypnotic commands had been disrupted by the holy magic permeating the chamber. The elven wolf, her heightened senses rendered useless by the darkness and holy barriers, relied on her training to anticipate her opponents' movements and counter them with precision.

Through it all, the unconscious teen remained oblivious to the trials his fellow captives endured, unaware of the harsh realities that awaited him in this world of genetically enhanced operatives and sinister, all-powerful organizations.

Exhausted and battered from the relentless training, the siren, fire fae, and elven wolf stumbled into the dimly lit living quarters they called home. They collapsed in a tangled heap on the floor, bloodied and bruised from the day's ordeal.
As they lay catching their ragged breaths, a faint sound caught their attention - muffled sobs coming from the new arrival's room. Exchanging a silent look, they mustered what little strength they had left and made their way over to investigate.

Peering into the small, sparsely furnished space, they found the young pink-haired teen curled up on the narrow cot, shivering under a threadbare brown blanket, tears streaming down his cheeks. The fire fae, his face still bearing the angry red scars of previous experiments, made a gentle coughing noise to announce their presence, hoping not to startle the already terrified boy.

At the sound, the teen's head snapped up, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and mistrust as he pressed himself further against the wall as if trying to disappear. "I-I'm not going to hurt you," the fire fae said in a surprisingly soft tone. "We're... in the same situation as you are."
The boy's rigid posture slightly relaxed, though his gaze darted warily between the three older teens. "Where am I?" he asked in a small, quivering voice.

The siren stepped forward, his normally impassive features tinged with a rare empathy. "You're in an underground lab and military complex owned by humans," he explained, tapping the CROWN logo emblazoned on his tattered shirt. "They call it CROWN - all caps."
The elven wolf remained silent, her sharp eyes scanning the boy, assessing him, before nodding in acknowledgment. Though they had been through unimaginable horrors, she recognized the same lost, terrified look in his eyes that they had all once worn.

Sensing the boy's growing curiosity and the slight lessening of his fear, the fire fae continued, "We're... different, like you. They brought us here, experimented on us, trained us. But we're going to get out of this, I promise." He extended a scarred hand towards the boy, a faint flicker of flame dancing across his fingertips.
The pink-haired teen's eyes widened at the display, some of the tension leaving his body as he tentatively reached out to grasp the fire fae's hand, an unspoken understanding passing between them.

For the first time since being thrust into this nightmare, he felt a glimmer of hope.

A/n
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Hello, everyone, I Hope you like this it's my first serious work please tell me what you think and have fun lovelies
this story will contain GxG and some BxB but it's not the main focus
   (if you don't know what that means It means there'll be faggots, lesbians, and gays)

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