Away

Meet Cloudy

Oh, hi, welcome to Danny's lab for bad girls and boys! Here they get transformed into creatures, of all kinds. If I where you, I would stay away. Only some survive the form they get put in...

Cloudy (The new Dove) POV

I woke up to the sounds of screaming. Danny, my creator and abuser, is transforming someone again. I know who I used to be. I always will do. I was one of my creators, as he would say, finest creations. Danny is really sick though. Stealing young children from there parents. He did that to me. I remember some of it as clear as day...

August 17 2900

Two men, both dressed in coal black came close to me. I giggled thinking it was a game. That lasted two seconds though because the put a fucking gas filled cloth over my mouth. Then I blacked out. When I awoke all there was were rattling noises and the disgusting smell of petrol filling up my nose. If you haven't guessed I was in a van. Panicking, I started to cry, calling out for someone. That's all I remember though.

There are three creations he has. One is a bell cat. They pretend to be nice, that is until the damn cats bring out a pepper spray knife and try to hit you. Like, I'm sorry to swear but, What the fuck? The second creature is a robotic dog. Now they are scary! They run the lab and if they must, the dog's can kill someone is a heartbeat. Lastly there's me. I am the only one of his kind. I am a Drailee. I know, weird name right? A Drailee is a fluffy creature. With a bandana. Don't ask me why though, Danny's the creator!  His original purpose for me was to become his personal slave. And it worked! He would ask for stuff and I would respond from my voice box saying things like,

"Oh yes master."

Or,

"I'm on right away."

It's horrible though. I'm alone, and only my creator, the guy who I absolutely HATE recognises me.

Oh, but one day I will escape. You can count on that. Another thing is that my bedroom is practically a prison cell. The windows have bars around them and the walls are crumbly grey slate. The best thing about the room though, is my bed. Only because when I fall asleep I can dream about a better place. Oh, and of course the monthly craft sessions. Even though Danny is a ruthless scientist, stealing children and creating them into creatures, he enjoys to sow.  Yup.

Such a weird man...

Speaking of which, a craft session is being held tonight. I might go, just maybe. I mean, maybe I could look properly at one of those creepy Bell cats knife. It looks awesome. Ha, all I have is a bandana with a peace sign on.

A small scream escaped the mouth of what seemed like a fifteen year old guy, the same age as me. He'll be turned into a robotic dog, I swear. The last time I went to the creature get together, (Another one of Danny's stupid ideas) I counted 590 Robot dogs and 53 bell cats. God Danny collects to many children.

I've seen pieces of stray newspaper with the words, Child missing; Have you seen him? on it, several times. I can't believe that no one has found out what this evil man and his gang have been doing for the past fifteen years. 

Another scream echoed from the walls. It sounded robotic though. Oh no, seriously, another killing machine? Ugh. Why did my creator build my room right next to his bloody operating room?

And now blood is suddenly starting to seep through the wall, leaving tomato red stains on the wall...

I'll have to discuss how the blood doesn't actually vanish. It actually appears on my wall. Silly Danny. He should know that after fifteen years of chainsaws and knives going through internal organs. Oh, how disgusting...