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I was seven and both my brothers were asleep. It was late, probably 11, but I couldn't sleep. I thought I heard...tears.
I walked down to Professor's white lab and looked around the room. It was as it had been the first day my brothers and I had come into the world, but the screen was off and there was a door slightly cracked open. I walked over to it, squinting my eyes at the bright light and saw the back of Professor's white lab coat. He was hunched slightly and I thought he was sick when I realized he was looking down at something, gripping to the railing. I had never been in this room before, so I has no clue how large it was.
I slowly cracked open the door more and slipped through, tucking myself in the corner with the shadows to hide me. I peeked over the railing and saw that 15ft below in a bowl shaped put a young girl, barely visible in her mad dash and a guy. I could see that the guy was sick with light green skin and blood shot eyes, black goop falling from his mouth. He scared me, but I kept my eyes glued to it because something scared me more. He was trying to bite the girl.
The man jumped towards the pink blur but the girl stopped short, ending up with him falling flat on his stomach before her. I gaped at her in surprise. She was young, probably five, with long orange hair held up with a pink bow. She was in a sleeveless pink dress that puffed out at the bottom and had a black stripe around her waist. Long white knee socks were ripped and stained with blood but her tan skin was flawless, making her pink eyes pop.
The man growled hungrily and grabbed her foot. She screamed in alarm and blasted him with a pink beam, leaving his arm a burnt stump. She clapped her hands over her mouth, her eyes glassed over with tears, and backs away, but the man stumbles to his feet and charges at her.
I leaped into the air and bolted down, snatching the girl up before the man, allowing him to crash into the wall. I flew her back up to the landing and she stared at me with large pink eyes.
"What are you doing?" Professor screamed, glaring his dark blue eyes at me. I held the girl closer to me, but she hopped out of my arms and came next to Professor, her pink eyes wavering. "Why are you here?"
"What are you doing?" I asked back, pointing to the girl. "Making children fight zombies?"
"She is as much of a child as you are," he said calmly, grabbing the young girl's shoulder. She flinched under his grip but didn't push him away, but I could see she wanted to.
"Why would you do this?" I asked angrily.
"Because you and your brothers are not meeting my expectations, but these girls...they will do nicely," he nodded evilly and his words hit me.
"We're not meeting your expectations?" I asked quietly. "You mean you're failing us?"
The girl looked up at professor, her mouth open slightly. "You can't fail them!"
"And I won't my dear," he said, patting her head. She looked back to me, but didn't seem like she believed it. "You were not meant for the purpose of my little rose and her sisters. You are my sons, not experiments."
"Then what is she?" I asked, looking down to the girl. She sucks in her cheeks, butting them nervously.
"All in due time, now go back," Professor commanded. I watched in shock as his eyes turned darker and his hair grayed. I bowed my head and turned away, going back to my bed.
"Breakfast scumbags!" A robot hisses, rattling a can in front of my door. I jump awake, hitting my head against the wall. The bottom of my door opens and a plate slides in. I crawl over to it and stare down at the sad plastic water cup and small scoop of potatoes.
