Pain coursed through my body as electricity filled me. I wanted to yell, scream, anything. but I couldn't... I wasn't in control. "Welcome to the world, Aura." she heard a voice say. opening her eyes she looked up to see a man. "You are the first 'Alive' Robot. you're capable of everything a human can do and more." he smiled. "w-what?" I asked, looking around in confusion. the lab was perfectly clean and seemingly being monitored by dozens of cameras. I noticed she was being held by several robotic arms. "We've created you to be the perfect robot." the man told her. "Here, let me release you." he pulled out a small remote. pressing a button, I felt the arms slip away and only just caught myself. "Come with me, we've lots of work to do." the man told her. I nodded, nervous. where was I? who was I? a "robot"? "Aura"? she shook her head, no time to worry about that now.
"where are we?" I asked, glancing around the strange room he had led me in. it was small and clean and in the middle of the room was a small metal table. the man didn't respond, simply leading her up to the table. "Sit here." he instructed, turning to leave. I nodded hurriedly and hopped onto the table. I tried to calm my nerves by humming softly to myself. where'd I hear that tune before? I wondered, staring off into space. I sighed, where is the man? is he coming back? am I trapped? I looked up and noticed the entire ceiling was a mirror. I looked up or... should I say down at myself? and studied my face. small features, blue eyes, and long, white hair. I continued humming, switching tunes. the doors opened once again, a group of different people walked in. "ah, you're back!" I said, smiling slightly. "I was getting worried." then I realized, they didn't look like the man or the other people she had passed in the hall. the one in front, tall and muscled looked at me. I noticed a strange cross on his forehead. "Who are you?" I asked, scared. he didn't respond, simply studied her. I slipped off the table. suddenly noticing I was only in a small white dress. "S-Stop!" she heard someone yell. looking over the strangers I spotted the scientist running towards them. before I knew what was happening, he was dead. murdered by the strange group of people. I was shocked. I ran. trying to pushing past the group. she felt someone grab her dress. "No!!" I screamed, trying to shake free, but their grip was too strong. "Let go!" Sirens started going off, yelling started, a female voice announced over the intercom "Emergency evacuation!! Please find your way to the nearest exit!!" Still struggling I turned around and bit their hand, sinking my metal teeth into their skin. the warm blood spilled into my mouth. the hand stayed firm. "Hey, Brat!" the man yelled. "If you keep doing that I'll kill you!" I didn't care. death seemed fine in that terrifying moment. "Phinks, you can't kill her." she heard another voice answer. suddenly she was pulled off of 'Phinks'. something small and sharp was stuck into her neck. "What're you doing?!" she screamed, attempting to get away. "huh, that's strange. I can't control her." "Just let me go!!" I screamed. suddenly, all went black.
"How much do you think she's worth?" I opened my eyes, the edge of my vision was red. alerting me that something was broken. Closing my eyes again, I entered a healing state. there were several sounds of movement and even the sound of a weapon being drawn as my body started fixing itself, causing a low hum. "What's she doing?" I heard someone whisper. the hum stopped and I opened my eyes. the group was in front of me, it was a strange group, to say the least.
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there was everything from a clown to a mummy. I opened my mouth to talk, but found it had been bound. my whole body had been bound. this can hold humans but it can't hold me. I thought, easily freeing my arms from the bounds. "Stop right there." she felt a knife held to her neck. I pulled the cloth away from my mouth. "you realize I can't die, right?" I asked. "yes, but we can turn you into scrap metal if we wanted." the man holding the knife said back. "Feitan..." she heard a voice say. looking up, she spotted the strange man with the cross. "We're going to auction it off. not turn it into scrap metal. put the knife down." she heard a "tch.." behind her and the knife disappeared. "auction me off?" 'it'?... "Shizuku, can you get her into the van for transport." the man asked, looking at a small black haired girl. "yes." she said, grabbing me with inhuman strength and leading me outside. "who are you guys?" I asked. "The Phantom Troupe." was her only answer. they came up to a van. "get in." Shizuku said, opening the doors. "why?" I asked, staring at the dark room inside. "Because we need to transport you." when I didn't move she picked me up and put me inside. "wait!" I yelled as the doors closed, encasing me in darkness.
Night vision engaged. she heard a small voice in her head say. suddenly the back of the van lit up. it was completely clean, nothing else in there with me. I jumped up and went to the door, trying to open it. the handle didn't budge. Locked... I thought in dismay. I started ramming myself against the door, denting it. she heard someone pounding on the other side of the door. "Stop that! we're leaving now and if you open the door you'll go hurtling into traffic!" she heard a voice yell at her. the car started moving, I nearly fell over. I sat down in the corner, wanting to cry. but I couldn't, the tears I wanted didn't come. stupid... I thought to myself. stop it, you have to focus! you have to survive! but then I realized, I couldn't survive, because I'm not even alive.
I heard the car doors swing open but I honestly don't care. I had curled up in the corner and I didn't want to leave. I felt a cold hand grab me, pulling me out of the trunk. I didn't fight. "seems to have lost her fight." She heard someone say. she was handcuffed and led into a building. "Hello, we'd like to submit something to the auction..." she stopped listening. why? I wondered. why was I made? why was I stolen? Why am I even here? just... why? a new set of hands grabbed her and picked her up. the man carried her into a new room, it was dark and filled with crates. the man stopped. "wait here." he told her, setting her down on top of a large crate. and so she did. for hours, days, even weeks... until it was finally time for the auction.
Hope y'all like this story ^-^ In case anyone is wondering, this is the York new auction. but the year before the one they attacked... confusing? idk. so basically it's before the hunter exam Gon and Killua go to. anyway, cya! <3
