The Marionette

The Start Of A New Life...Or

Shadow awoke to a loud beep and the feeling of things in her nose. Slowly she opened her eyes to a familiar bright white wall, but this was a different kind of white wall. Shadow looked around to see she was on a table bed with machines around her. Soon after she woke up a woman in a white dress entered her room, a small smile on her lips.

"Go morning Mis.Shadow, I'm glad your awake, I'll go get Chief Clark."

The women left and Shadow slowly struggled to sit up, her body having some troubles. Soon the women returned with the man who opened her cell door.

"Morning Mis.Shadow, I see you're ok. My name is Clark Boyle, Chief of the police rescue squad. The doctors here cleaned up your injuries so now you should be in less pain."

Clark explains that they were there to stop the scientist and their inhumane experiments.

"Can I see my cellmate Katie?"

Shadow rasped out, her throat feeling dry. Clark frowned sadly at the deformed girl.

"I'm sorry Mis, you're the only one you survive."

That didn't surprise her, she survived everything. Shadow felt tears fall from her eyes, fast and hot, but she had a smile on her face. She was happy for Katie. Even though she had died, she saw the sun, she got her wish, she knew Katie died happy. Clark talked with Shadow for a bit, promising her a life in the world with there help. Because of the sheer amount of chemicals in her blood that skewed her DNA they couldn't find her family. 

In a few days, Clark came back and help Shadow out of bed and down the hall. They gave her in a lovely red and purple ruffled dress that accentuates her doll look. They put her in the back of a car and drove off, Shadow was ready for a new life. As she was looking out the window everything went black. 

When Shadow woke up she was lying on the floor of a cement cell. Shadow shot up from the floor looking around her. She was in a clear cell, with a cement floor and plexiglass walls. Shadow immediately ran at the wall, only to be pulled back with a yelp. 

She looked up to see all her strings were tied to the ceiling, or more accurately, a cross beam made of wood on the ceiling. Shadow looked around frantic, pissed and confused, trying to understand why she was here. Three men in lab coats walked into view, they whispered to each other, then one walked up to Shadows cell.