Gema

First years of 2cbz

The first years of my life were a scattered mix of different homes, different doctors and different tests, the years I can remember that is.
My name is Gema or 2cbz depending on where I am, and who I'm with. I don't completely understand what happened, or why I'm so important to Snow Corporations, I just am. With multiple people telling me I am going to make a difference in the world, I figured that part out.
"Gema, Doctor McMillan is ready to see you now." Voiced a short plump nurse from a now open white door in the corner of the waiting room.
The waiting room was full of children and their fed up parents, other girls and boys her age, and pregnant woman. Ever since Snow Corporations had perfected their genetic alterations system they because very popular world wide. Everyone wanting to have the perfect baby with blue hair or clone their dead gramma.
And with all this technology around me, all I  was here for, was to get a pointless monthly check up. I slowly stood looking at all the jealous eyes in the room, wishing I hadn't been called first, and made my way to the door with Nurse Mary waiting for me. She lead to my normal room in the very back of the office through a labyrinth of hallways and stairs. Until we reached the black door that looked more menacing than inviting and stepped through to a very bright, stark, white room.
With a black mirror on the Far East wall and a marble block for a table on the west.
Waiting for me, like always, was a tan, medium sized man, wearing a hearing aid in his right ear, a pair of glasses hanging from his neck, in a white lab coat and sporting the best poker face in the world was Doctor McMillan.
As always,with out asking I walked as silent as possible to the marble block and sat down waiting for the initial examination. In each one of these visits he would ask me the same questions with out fail.
"Okay Gema what color am I thinking of?" With great strength Gema pushed through McMillan's first defenses in his mind and read his surface level thoughts.
"Blue with the swirl of white spread through out."
"Correct," he said with the most enthusiasm as he could muster, "thought lets try another one"
"What's The nearest mood?"
My mind can only stretch to a half mile now but McMillan knows, or thinks, that it can go further. I closed my eyes and could feel the faint, feeling of peril. It was growing strong though. "We need to get out of here." Sharp spikes of revenge and fluffy joy started getting closer.
Doctor McMillan held his hearing aid closer to his ear.
People started banging the door with something. Urgent voices could be heard outside our reenforced steel door. I have never been so happy to be inside this bleak white room.
"Oww" their suddenly was a sharp pain in my lower back.
My veins were suddenly filled with lead and my eye lids became impossible to hold up despite my best efforts. Doctor McMillan was the last person I would see for a long time, holding a very long
, and needle tipped syringe.

-I will be publishing my chapters parts at a time. Each section will be very short but hopefully you will enjoy.

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