Adam's POV
I really think that Fern's poems will work. My friends are smart enough to figure out the clues, so, why shouldn't they? As long as the guards don't get suspicious, we'll be ok. She wrote all the poems before hand, so if she gets experimented on again she won't forget. She hides them in a fold of her jacket.
Everyday it seems, same old, same old. I remember one day we got carrots instead of oatmeal, and for once I was thankful. I mean, they tasted horrible, but for something other than oatmeal, it was like manna.
I stood up, and looked around. Fern was in her corner, she had sent a note a few minutes before, and she was now attempting to groom her wings with her fingers. I peered through the bars of the cage, and noticed a guard coming towards us. We already had lunch, didn't we? But he wasn't bringing food. He was here for Fern. I knew better than to resist, so I flattened my self against the wall and waited as he flung open the metal door with a clash, and grabbed her by the wings, dragging her out.
"Oww!" She yelped. But she didn't resist, either. They disappeared around the corner, as I, once again, sat in silence and fear.
Unknown's POV
"Is she unconscious?" I asked desperately.
"No sir, she's still awake."
"Well, bring her over and strap her down!" I said impatiently.
"Yes sir."
"What are you going to do to me?" She asked.
"Oh, nothing dear!" With that I put a chloroform cloth over her mouth, and she passed out.
"Alright, do you have the tracker?"
"Yes sir."
"Bring it to me, along with a scalping knife." As soon as I got the tools, I set to work, placing a tiny but high-tech tracker in the back of her neck. I also took her dog ears, and replaced them with cat ears, so the boy won't get suspicious. I took her unicorn horn and replaced her ender eyes with.... different eyes. I also got rid of her cat claws.
"The procedure is done. Begin to prepare them for departure." I ordered the guard.
"Yes sir." He picked her up off the table, and carried her to the cell. From now on, I will accustom their taste buds to more, normal foods. I have the boy to teach her how to survive in the real world. After about one more week, they should be ready.
Adam's POV
After about two hours, they finally brought her back to the cell, and threw her on the floor. But she was, different. So I waited for her to wake up.
When she finally open her eyes, they were different. Like, her pupil was black as usual but her iris was galaxy colored. I mean, she had little stars and even a nebula. She had cat ears, which was cool.
"Are you ok, Fern?" I asked.
"Excuse me?"
"Are you ok? How are you feeling?" I asked again.
"Do I know you?"
"Very funny. But seriously, Fern are you ok?" I asked a third time, thinking she was just joking.
"Yes, Adam, I'm fine now. I was kidding!" She giggled. I think it's cute when she laughs. We talked all afternoon, until we fell asleep.
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Remember <On Hold>
ФанфикA story about a girl named Fern, who is treated and experimented on when she meets skydoesminecraft, or, Adam. Will they find their way back to team crafted? Or will they get kidnapped again?