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When Vivid saw the gun, she tensed. Not this again. She shuffled to the back of her cage, hoping he would walk past. Of course not. She heard a gun fire and immediately she turned her skin rough. To late though. She screamed out in pain as the bullet impeded into her skin. She gritted her teeth and her skin took over, forming around the bullet, and pushing it out, rough almost scaly skin replacing the area where the bullet entered. She adroitly changed her skin back to normal, and immediately nausea flooded into her. She put her hands to her stomach and her head was pounding. She curled up, hugging her stomach, squeezing her eyes tight. She quietly spoke to the scientist. What was his name? Mike? Nate? Nick. It was Nick. "what do you want?" She said, pain prickling into her forehead. She turned a Bright shade of red, to match her angry mood, her hair and eyes also taking on the color. But she couldn't do much. All talk and no action. She wasn't much a fighter, an easy target. She picked up the bullet that had been shot into her skin and whipped it at Nick.