Scientists Don't Give Second Chances

Another Lost Story piece?...

After searching practically every direction she could remember,Abby was at a loss for words. Both literally and mentally she had hit a dead end. She tried her best to breath,but seemed to be gaining no oxygen. So she shakily dropped to the floor,weak and weary.
Curling up clutching her knees and burrying her face within them,she lay there motionless except for the constant shivering as if she were cold.

"I-I'm never gonna find t-them...Or get out of here..." she whispered. Tears started to form at the edges of her eyes,but refusing to cry just yet,she kept her mouth shut. The sounds of people roaming the other halls or the constant cries or groans of other possible captives seemed to remain there. Never leaving,they differed in the conversations,but all the same was that they wanted freedom. From this accursed h*ll. How long had they even been stuck here anyway? Abby hadent counted the time nor could anyone have.
I mean you never saw the light of day again after you were brought here.
So why try? You don't.

Meanwhile though,all the way on the other far side of the lab Mixed was recovering from the blow. She really had never gotten into a physical fight. Better yet,been punched that hard,so this was a bit to take in. She flinched putting a bit of pressure on the bruise. Luckily it hadent hit her glasses or that would have hurt worse,still it was stinging pretty bad.
"I can't believe I didn't see her! She was right in front of me! Ahg! Fool! That's what I can be sometimes... The best thing to do now though would be to either track her down or go and check the others... They can't be holding on much longer. Its been forever really,no possible way." Mixed noted to herself.

Pridefully she started to mumble to herself,all the meanwhile taking off her labcoat and hanging it up on a hook ingrained in the wall nearby. She huffed angered now walking away from the coat and sat down on a chair. Propping her head up with her hands,her elbows sat on the pale gray,granite desktop. Her eyes drooping a bit for some odd reason,her elbows slid a bit untill next thing you know the scientist had her head down resting on her folded arms. That's when she dozed off,not even trying to stop herself from sleeping. She hadent slept in nearly two or three days,so this would have been expected from her.
However she didn't expect another flashback. Her face scrunched up a it,but she couldn't seem to wake up and this is what she remembered.

~Flashback~

Little Mixed sat and shivered in the cold dumpster for days. Crying,hoping some one would hear her,yet obviously no one seemed to respond(or even care for that matter). As such a young one she was only about the age of two. So she couldn't just get out by herself. It seemed nearly impossible. So she just gave up,still crying.

Yet as a young man walked by the ally of the dumpster his ears caught the sound of the child's cries. Being only 18 or 19 years of age,as well as being new to the country he moved to,he decided to run to the sound quite curious. He gripped the lid and grunted trying to lift it up,but it wouldn't budge. He huffed a bit and thought a moment.
Then getting an idea he reached over searching in a pile of junk nearby. To his luck he found a crowbar and went over prying open the lid of the dumpster.
The light flooded in and Mixed sorta flinched blocking her eyes with her paw- like hands. The man's eyes widened shocked as he quickly yet gently lifted her up and took her out closing the dumpster with his foot.
The poor girl seemed frightened yet thankful for him to have found her. Yet she didn't know his name.

"E-Excuse me?..." she studered.
"Yes little lady?" the man said with a strong yet British accent.
"What's your name?.."
He paused a moment before replying with a small smile.
"My name is Blackshine,Blackshine Stone. What is your name?"
Mixed looked at him a bit more cheerful now feeling safe,her original troubles forgotten.
"I'm Mixed!" She exclaimed.
"Well isn't that a unique name" he ruffled her hair a bit,"Why were you in here?"
Not even caring due to her age she told him what happened. "My mommy and daddy abandoned me...they threw me in here b-because they hate me.." she wimpered.
Blackshine looked at her sympatheticly with his voice low. "Oh my dear I'm quite sorry to hear that... Have you no one else in your family to take care if you?"
She simply shook her head with a simple answer of 'no'.
"No one would want some one as different as me..." she said to herself. Even though she was only two she seemed to be quiet intelligent,but that might all go to waist if she were left here. Blackshine refused to let this little soul suffer her whole life so he set down the crow bar and held her up with his other arm.
"Now that my little friend is lie straight from the pits of fire and all things dark. You have potential,something I can see quite well. That is why in fact,I will offer to take you with me to my home. You can live with me,would you like that?" He asked her quite determined.
Mixed understood only half of what he said,but either way it was the important part.
"I'm going to have a home now!!" she thought.
"Y-Yes sir if you don't mind!"
Blackshine chuckled.
"Of course I don't mind. Now Come and climb onto my shoulders. I will carry you home" he insisted.
So little Mixed climbed up onto his shoulders and he clasped her little hands in his own walking away from the ally and turning the corner.
No longer was Mixed going to stay in such a nasty place. She was going to have a warm,cozy home and an adoring gaurdien who will do anything to protect her.
Finally she was found...
~-End Of Flashback-~

The scientist soon awoke from this about two and a half hours later with a look of disgust and anger. Her eyebrows knitted in a tight yet stressed look,while there was still fresh tear drops puddled on the desktop. She had been crying in her sleep again, what fun.
Lifting her head she glanced over at a screen showing the visions of security cameras. A lightbulb flipping on in her head,she bolted up and dashed on over pulling out a holographic keyboard. She, franticly typing in a number or camera name,searched the computer till there she spotted Abby curled up on the floor all the way in the east side of the lab. At the end of a hallway with nothing in plain sight,to her at least. Mixed cracked a smile of insanity mumbling,"Oh this one seems to be tired,She has to go back to her cage...I'll have some one retrieve her-"
That moment on another camera screen she saw Vincent,his arm sticking out of some bars on the door that kept him locked from the outside in. This made her groan and she just facepalmed.
"Oh god Vincent why. I rely on you,dam it you idiotic buffoon!" she complained.

So with out any further augmenting with herself she retrieved her labcoat and picked up her gun like object that had apparently skidded across the floor when she got punched in the face. She put it in her lab coat pocket then left the room walking away to go and find the room Vincent was trapped in so she could let the man out.
Also though,she pulled out a tablet and typed something up and sent it to some one.

It said. "If you want to see her go teleport your way over to the east side of the lab. I need you to grab her and take her to one of the containment tubes. I will meet you there with Vincent. Harm her and your done. And you obviously can know who this 'her' is. So no fooling around."

Now with that sent and everything hopefully taken care of Mixed continued on her way. All the meanwhile who she messaged,read it and a smile on there face grew wider by the minute. So they to,went to do what they had to.

_________________________________________(A/N)
Here is yet another chapter! As well as another piece to Mixed's "lost story". You will understand things eventually I assure you. It may not make sense as to how she is now compared to everything you learned about her so far,but trust me. It will!

Anywho I think that's all for now my little testies~ So I will work on another chapter eventually. I hope you enjoyed this! Bye!~