Experiment 360

1-Abduction

"Tsk tsk, the doctors need it short though to keep track of your progress and to identify you" she said poking at my burning skin.

You glided your fingers over the new mark permanently embedded in your skin and traced out a number 360....

Time Skip
4 years, you had learned a lot about this place by walking around on your way to tests and chatter among the "doctors". This place was a secret, privately funded institution that specializes in "hybridization". The doctors spoke of it in a new light, it was a new form of science, one that broke all the barriers of scientific law, a new age science.

You were called numbers, each of you were assigned a number and only addressed through that one number. You were all marked and passed along through doctors, like cattle.

Another thing you had observed was that the scientists always referred to you as "special", you would be the one to really change the world of science and would even soar above the science of simple hybrids.

You didn't get it though, you were the most normal one there. You hadn't changed since the day you had gotten there, except for the immense mental trauma and weight that was lost. The other numbers you had witnessed sprouted tails, ears, wings, scales, and body parts of all size and manner. You had none of that, and was constantly wondering why you were even here.

Why were you special when you were the most normal one here, did they just bring you here to torture you?

While deep in though you heard a creak from the door, "360 get up" your guard ordered. Apparently you were too slow for him and he began to shake at your chains.

It's a small form of torture, at first it wouldn't seem that terrible, but from years of almost being constantly chained up, the rusty and rough chains had left their mark on you, literally.

The rough metal rubbed against raw skin withered down by the constant irritation and movement of the rusty chains around your wrist and ankle leaving you with permanent red blistering marks. 

You winced and the burning sensation it gave to your raw wounds and slowly and unsteadily got up.

You were pulled and weaved through out dim hallways, your feet dragging and sometimes tripping trying to keep up with the fast paced guards that knew well they were going too fast for a malnourished number to keep up, it's just apart of their amusement.

"Get in", as you reviewed your surroundings all color drained from your face, you began backing away bumping into whoever's large muscular body was behind you. "Hey!" one of the guards muttered in an annoyed tone and roughly pushed you back in.

"no....." you said quieter than a whisper, all thoughts and emotions were wiped away from your mind except one, fear. You began backing up to a corner trying somehow to blend in with the stark white walls

"Get it up" one of the doctors ordered with a slight flick of his hand and a straight face gesturing the guards towards you.

At that the guards began moving towards you, "no no no no NO NO NOOOO" you began at almost an undistinguishable volume and began raising your voice the closer they got bringing it to an ear shattering scream.

The table a simple name for simply terrifying room. It looked like any experiment room in the facility, it had irritatingly bright lights along with bleach white walls and floors, it contained a window of sorts for doctors to look in and study the number. And last of all a metal table. It was a place that the doctors would bring their numbers to have a "breakthrough". It was a torture room. The doctors would bring you to the brink of death bombarding your body with immense pain. They injected you with a stimulant so that you wouldn't be able to pass out from the pain. They said that if your body was that close to dying, an "instinctive reaction" would occur and you'd... change. Though this never really happened to you, so you were constantly and repeatedly brought here, and brought to death.

As the guards reached you, they grabbed anything they could. Your neck, hair, legs arms anything. They slammed your back onto the cold metal surface, you cringed from forced pressure onto your already bruised and cut body.

Tears rolled down your eyes and your screams were muffled by restraints that also reached your wrists ankles and neck.

It was like any other day at the table, although something was different. While in your dazed and almost passed out state you realized one thing, they should've stopped by now, they usually do. As you realized this you also realized another thing, they were actually killing you, they weren't stopping they were killing you.

YOOOO it's me the author, I have a general feel for how this stories gonna go but I'm not 100% sure about the details...it's still gonna be good tho so keep reading. Don't be shy to comment or reply it's really fun seeing what people have to say!!!!!