Naturesse (book 1 of the (supposed) Evealutions trilogy)

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Chapter One:

Beginning of my End

Thalia

When they first brought me into the Research Centre, I looked like a wild thing. Then again, I guess I was, in their twisted, barely human eyes. They had me in a cramped metal cage loaded onto a trolley that was supposed to glide along on tiny jets of air, but instead it dragged slightly on the floor since I had damaged it so much. Those damned metal bars were keeping me from escaping and running like hell-fire to the nearest forest. Not to mention a second form of escape prevention, small, grey bulbs attached to the empty space in between each bar which shot out a tiny yet incredibly potent ray of electricity. One false move between them and you were incapacitated entirely. The now roughened floor scratched and cut me with glee whenever I moved about, so I mostly sat still. I glared at the bars with my slitted eyes. Tempered and re-enforced, the bars were far too strong for me to break through and escape, even without the fact that the only door had been permanently welded on, and the rays of super compressed electricity as my threat. If only they had used a simple, non re-enforced cage, I could have broken my way out of one of them any time.

Oh, if only.

They treated me like an animal; a creature incapable of complex thought, a mundane beast, an unintelligent creature.

The fact that I was more human than they would ever be seemed to escape their feeble minds.

One of my eyes was black and puffy, created by a flying punch I had received in return of a continuous week of nothing but pain, fear and trouble. I had to limp when I wasn't held down in a cage, because of the time I had nearly escaped but got caught by my ankle as I was leaping over a log. My hair ran down in matted spirals, copper brown turned dull, the result of many scrapes with some drone-like soldiers.

One drone of which, was currently prodding me with his pain-creating contraption. It was a pure black rod with a metal cap that pulsed cripplingly painful electricity through the tip and into me.

A taser.

I spun around and hissed a warning at him, baring all my teeth in a hideous snarl, awe inspiring, fear inspiring, deadly and real. However, he only snarled back at me in his own guttural language and kept his eyes firmly on the outside of my prison.

Huffy and more than a little angered at the fact that I couldn’t stop him from zapping me with his damned black rod, I turned back to my usual position. Hunched over, protective, scared. Angry.

Angry at this new hole that Fate unceremoniously chucked me into.

But my black brooding was short lived, cut out by a pulsating pain in my back. Infuriated, I spun back to my previous position, facing the drone I'd snarled at.

He was holding his taser again, grinning at me, his slightly crooked teeth mocking me. The shit excuse for space and matter had just set the power level up higher, to even more volts than before. He had set much more than their incompetent leader had ordered. Gripped by a sudden shot of pure rage, I shot my hand out, trying to wrest the rod from his grasp, but, unlike the other seven of his kind I had successfully knocked out, he had reflexes. He taunted me, keeping the thing just outside of my grasp, leaving my hand to grope hopelessly in thin air. I retracted my hand, there was no point in looking like I had no hope, and trying to get something I couldn't. I was so infuriated that I didn't even realise I had found a gap in the bar where there was no electric shock awaiting me. His mouth opened again, crooked teeth flaring to the world, and his gleeful laughter echoed around in the empty hallway, laughing at my small defeat. The defeat didn't feel so small to me, though...