Ben 10: City of Sin

Year:??? Date:???  Time:???

"You... are to be the last.. the most perfect of them all.." 

The girl panted hard as she hugged her knees, covered in pungent nanite filled fluid, naked, cold.. afraid.. alone leaning against the metal pod. 

She appeared a teenager.. but in reality she was looking at the world for the first time. 

The sensation of touch was almost stifling. She could feel the cold metal and air against her skin.. the flesh of her pits against her ribs.. she could feel her unnaturally sharp teeth against her tongue.

Her eyes flitted through her long hair..  language erupted through her mind as she looked around.. recognizing objects, and assigning words to them rapidly.. until finally they were able to fall upon one figure kneeling in front of her.. 

A man, with strong features.. wearing a suit and tie. 

He smiled down at her. "Hello Daughter..  are you awake..?" 

"... Y.... yes.."  She could barely whisper. 

"Hmmm.. good.." The man continued to smile as he reached a hand down to the girl, brushing her head.. patting it gently for a moment. 

The first time she had ever been touched..  but... she wanted to recoil from the hand.. she wanted to bury herself in the floor and die. 

The man touching her.. felt like it could crush her and was only barely on the edge and holding back.. 

"You will be a good girl for me yes..? Number 11?" 

***

PRESENT. 

"How troublesome"  A pair of perplexed femine hands locked their fingers for a moment before they parted and one of them gently slid a finger through the handle of a small coffee cup and brought a smoking hot brew to a pair of beautiful shiny lips. 

The girl- around 17 years of age, with straight cut pink hair, shadowed eye makeup and a rather graceful bored expression one might expect of a super model on a perfume commercial.  She wore a neat school uniform, her black stocking legs crossed neatly under the table granting those around her just hints of her slender beauty and figure. 

her hands were gloved in black leather and she wore a set of black shades over her vivid violet eyes.

The sunglasses reflected the light of the multitudinous security feeds that lit brightly from across the long glass meeting table, at which her other fellow Student Council members sat. 

As she watched the footage, the other various students tapped their binders and pens nervously, as if waiting for her to speak. 

For a moment the girl took a long sip from her coffee before setting the cup down and tilting it to the side nodding at the trembling young maid nearby to fill it back up with the pot she held in her hands. 

As the trembling maid poured another cup to the girl's casually outstretched cup, her lips parted to show off sharp teeth, much like that of Olivia and Beat. 

"Well I feel like Dad's having a riot right now.." The girl said in a casual seductive voice. 

"Uh... Hey Prez.. statistics indicate that Mr. Kushinade was NOT on the Purge List, but seems to be very interested in protecting Mr. Salaz-" One of the other council members spoke up, but the girl held up a gloved hand, and the council member went quiet. 

"All of you know that this school founded our student council here for one reason- to make sure that each month, at least 20 unworthy students are purged from this world to give rise to a more darwinistic evolution of those who rule this world." The girl said.  "And right now.. 18 students have been purged.. but 2.. 2 are somehow still here."