The Lights Went Out... [Short Story]

I'm on the run. I am a Freak. I am a Monster. A Freak Monster that is on the run.

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You may be wondering what's going on here. Well i should probably point out that i have no memory of my early life. I have no idea who i am or where i come from. I do know that i am somewhat more stronger than your average 13 year old girl, also i have a much larger learning capacity meaning im a lot smarter than most. The reason for this is simple yet sick, Human experimentation.

I was genetically modified by some mad scientists at an illegal lab, in which they were trying to make their own ultimate army. The Project was soon found out about.It was taken care off, and everything- including everyone- was disposed off in the explosion. Of course i got away.

I eascaped and have been roaming the streets of birmingham (UK) for over the last 3 years. I remember when i first escaped, I think i was 10 years old, I ran off with only one thing on my mind, a new purpose, a new reason to live. I was going to find out who I was or I would die trying; and so after 3 years of non-stop search I finally found out that a scientist is still alive and well form the project. I heard that he's pretty old and retired but im happy to have a lead that'll hopefully get me one step closer to my goal.

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I grab a taxi that will take me to York, where the scientist is living. I give the man the money with an extra £50 note to keep him from asking questions, wouldn't want him asking about what a 13 year old girl is doing travelling to York on her own in the middle of the night would we now?

I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror as we drive along. My hair has grown from when i last cut it. It is Dark brown and shoulder length. I also have hazel eyes with long eyelashes. My face is angular with high cheeckbones; added with my short yet toned body, i almost look pixie-like. An added side-effect to the experiments was that we came out to be good-looking; they even had plans to use that to their advantage, using us as spies and stuff. The nerve. I know my name is Alexis and that im 13 years old, female. I have no other personal memory of my childhood or who i am, which if you've never felt before, can be really frustrating. 

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We finally reach York, and im at the proffessor's house.

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End of Chapter. Well not really, just need to take a break.. To get more ideas pumping. 

Please dont be afraid to criticize my work, i want to hearyour opinions! Thank you!

Next chapter tomorrow hopefully! (fingers crossed)

-Fatma El