Team Adoption

The Stimulations and Girl Squad

Lizard's POV

When I awoke, I saw my family. I ran to hug them, but smacked straight into a wall that hadn't been there before. My family turned and I saw their now grotesque faces. Like melting wax, or burnt meat. They reached out for me, I screamed and ran. They moved silently but swiftly, floating just above the floor. Then everything dissipated and I was falling. I tried to turn into a bird, a dragon, something that flew, but I couldn't. I fell into a giant pit filled with... bodies. I got up and tried to get away but I tripped and fell face first onto- Glimmer?! I looked around, and sure enough, all the bodies were those of whom I loved. I heard a hiss and turned around. There he was. My only friend for the biggest portion of my life. Sandfire. A legendary, one of a kind, LizardOwl. A hybrid of sorts, with the body and head of a bearded dragon and the wings of a twilight owl. But instead of hearing the normal comforting hoot, he hissed as he did when facing an enemy. I reached out my hand, and he snapped at it. I drew it back in quickly. "I'm sorry, everyone. I wish I could've saved you." I looked around at all of my loved ones, letting my tears spill. I fell to my knees and threw myself down before Sandfire. I looked up at him. "Please. I have nothing to live for." I heard a almighty hiss, felt a sharp pain, then nothing. Then I was jolted back to reality. I was in the torture room. Dawn came in with her machine. "Hey there! How'd the stimulation go?" She said cheerfully. I was ready to go twilight owl on her arse but I restrained myself. I felt as if I should keep it a secret for now. Instead, I threw myself down to her feet. "Please, I beg of you! Don't hurt me! I have a family back home!" Dawn snorted. "You're 11. You can't have kids." I smirked while looking at the floor. "Or can I?" I looked up and saw her face go white. "You little wh* re." She growled. That was when I made my move. I thrust out my arm, making her fall. I grabbed the cage that held my friends from her belt. "I got you guys!" I yelled, running for the door. "Not so fast." I heard a voice say. "Aren't you Team Crafted's children?" I heard another voice ask. "Uh, yeah?" MZ replied. "Then we need you." A squad of girls appeared from one of the doors. "Dawn wants you as wedding cake toppers. But we just want you as slaves. Your choice." I looked down at my friends. We didn't even have to speak. "I'm sorry, but I ain't nobody's slave." With that, I kicked down the lead blonde and made a run for it. I heard the outraged shouts  behind me but I kept running. Then I realized that MZ, Nerdie, Nade, and Glimmer would stay tiny if I didn't reverse the machine's affects. I whipped around and ran back the way I came, surprising the girls. They darted away, then realized what they did and gave chase again. As I ran inside, I saw Dawn there. Oops. Forgot about her. I skidded to a halt, and realized I was trapped. I put my hands up in surrender, silently shifting my jacket to hide the cage. "They're ours." The blonde said, stepping forward with a busted lip. Wow. I never thought that I could kick that high, especially considering the fact that this girl was about 5'5. "Are they?" Dawn asked. She tapped her chin. "Well, here's the thing. I don't care who you are. I need them for my plan to work." She thought for a moment. "Well, maybe not her. She would just be a pretty decoration for the cake. Not as important as the rest of them." My mind whirred. She thought I was pretty? My whole life I had been bullied. Band geek, nerd, weak, fat, ugly, lazy, an 8 year old boy, bloody mess. I was a nerd, band geek, weak, and lazy. I was a late developer. And I did often end up bleeding somewhere or another, and not from cutting. I used to have a disease, a disease that puzzled all my doctors. Why? Because it came with my Animus magic. Random bloody noses, blood welling up in my ears, scabs that never went away because I always had an urgency to pick at them. It was hard, but I made it through it. Now, I use a spell that I created. Blood, blood, dripping from my pores. Blood, blood, seeping from my core. Blood, blood, stay inside to explore. It worked. But soon enough, It would return with these magic-constricting walls. My thoughts were interrupted by group's argument. "It would just be dead weight!" "We need them, not her!" "I just want the boy. He's pretty hot." "But she could be useful." "She could be a slave." "Wait! What about Elliot? He needs a girlfriend, otherwise he's going to go stir-crazy!" The group fell silent at that, thinking. They huddled, whispering. Then a redhead straightened up. "We'll take her." They put chains on my legs and wrists, then stuck a pole through them. The pole was then carried by 2 brunettes. They draped a blanket over the pole, blocking all of my vision except for the 2 ends. "And one more thing," I heard the redhead say. Then I heard punching and they ran. With horror, I saw my friends starting to slip. I tried to reach for them, but my hands were bound. The next leap the girls made, the cage slipped completely and it bounced away. "No!" I screamed. I lunged, but that just made one of my carriers kick me in the face. "Shut up." She growled. I tried to escape, but after awhile I just gave up and cried. I had failed my friends.