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Caught in the middle

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a part of Caught in the middle, by Akionakamura.

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Micha Marie [19] "Here...let me help..."
Brenin Powell [18] (wip) American combat medic
Aria Kristoff [3] Human experiment #4
Experiment #11 [2] (WIP) hEllo
Freya 'Fire' Mackenzie [2] Experiment no 1
Experiment 10/Moon [1] She is a mutant.
Juniper Powell [1] blind telepath
The X [1] A job is a job.
Ameya Rowan [1] "There is a method behind my madness"
Nathanial 'Nate' Winters [0] "Let's get this done."

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A well dressed man runs down an other dark alley way. As he runs he would trip over a open trash can and falls to the ground. As he turns over on he back he hears foot steps his eyes widen in fear. As he see a man dress in a black suit with a grey under shirt and a bright red tie. The mans has short light colored hair and bright blue eyes and a clam cold look on his face. With ever step the man in the black suit take the man laying on his back looks more and more terrified. The man on his back reach's into his suit jack and pulls out a small hand gun and fires it once. The man in the black suit side steps the shot and continuous to walk towards the man. The terrified man fires off more shots until his gun is empty having missed ever last shot the terrified man begins to beg and plead. With the man in the black suit saying things like. " I can buy you want every you want if you just let me live." To witch the man in the black suits answers. " I can not do that i have a 100% job success rate. If i where to accept you offer i would lose that rating." As he bends down picking the terrified man up by his collar with no effort at all. As the terrified man looks into the eyes of the man in the black suit they are cold and emotionless and the terrified man asks. " What th.... what the hell are you." And the man in the black suit replies with a small grin on his faces. "I am what they made me." As he thrust's his hand into the terrified mans chest with ease. As the terrified man spits up a huge amount of blood. The man in the black suit begins to slow twist his hand inside of the terrified mans chest until the terrified man cease's to move. The man in the black suit drops the lifeless body to the ground. And with the hand with no blood on it reach's into his suit's pocket ans pulls out a small rag and a phone. He uses the rage to clean the blood from his other hand and press and few buttons on the phone. And puts it to his ear a young women's voice from the other end of the phone asks. " You done with the job already." To witch he replies to. "Yes the target has been neutralized."And the voice on the other line replies with. "Good i will tell the client to transfer the money to our account." "Good is there any new jobs for me." To witch the voice replies. "Yes! one just came in from the European government." The man in black then says. " What would they like me to do." The voice stops talking for a moment as the sound of computer keys clicking is all that is heard." It seem they attack a America research lab a few days ago. And retrieve some intell that the facility housed 12 bio weapons. It seem during the attack they escaped and are now on the run from the Americans. They want you to find and capture them first." To witch the man in black replies. "Dead or alive." The voice is quits for a moment and replies. "It seem both are find but there is a pretty big bonus if you bring in all 12 of them alive." A grin comes over the man in black face. "That sounds fine tell them i will take the job." And the voice quickly says. " Ok but there is a catch they are sticking you with some baby sitters. I guess to make sure you don't double cross them or something." A unhappy look comes over his face. "That fine as long as they stay out of my way i don't care." He quickly hangs up his phone and begins to walk away.
(i will let the bio weapons and Americans pick how they start but do know this is a few days on the attack and escape of the bio weapons so keep that in mind and enjoy yay!!!!!!)

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A young woman yawned, stretching as she woke to the feel of the sun on her skin. She had recently escaped the facility....a blessing and a curse for her. No matter what anyone said, she couldn't truly hate everyone involved...couldn't hate all of her captors. She had a new light..a new way to 'see' her world, limited as it was.

Inching down the sloping embankment, she felt the water carefully before cupping some into her palms and splashing some on her face. She had no idea how she looked, but at least her face felt cleaner. She then walked back up, emerging from under the bridge, letting the sun fully embrace her. It felt good to be free...

Her thoughts were rudely interrupted by a loud, low rumble in her gut. Placing a hand gingerly on her stomach, Juniper sighed. She was hungry, and wasn't quite sure how to go about getting herself some food. She didn't hear anyone nearby, so she couldn't navigate that way. This was going to be harder than she thought...surviving alone.

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"Aren't you a pretty little thing" A low growling voice hissed from the darkness. A slim figure dressed in a black tank top, black skirt, and black leather knee high boots stood under the street lamp, her vibrant red hair gleaming under the iridescent light that cast a eerie glow on her pale skin. Her lips twitched as she fought a smile. Men like her target where so predictable. They fell easily at the sight of a 'fragile' and 'helpless' woman. Ameya stayed silent as she trained her face in a look that oozed fear.

"Go away, my boyfriend will be here any minute!" She said giving her voice a fearful tremor that spoke volumes. She caught the gleam in his eyes a second before he attacked. Forcing her back into the shadows and against the wall, he pulled both hands above her head and held them there as his other hand roamed her backside. She glanced up. Dagger and widow tattoo....bingo, all she needed for an identification. Her entire body tensed to react as her left eye gleamed bionic red. She saw everything in slow motion, his pulse sped up at the thought of getting some, and sped up even more as he noticed she wasn't normal. His eyes widened as he caught sight of hers, and his mouth opened in a silent 'oh' as she crushed his windpipe. She pulled her phone out and texted 'Done' to her employer, then paused. 'he was an ugly son of a bitch too, not even his mother could love him' she sent right after. 'we dont pay you to score your prey' was the only reply she got back. She rolled her eyes as she climbed on her candy apple red motorcycle and sped towards the hospital. Once there she went strait in to the elevator and up to floor 6 and into room 2006.

"Hey sis...." she whispered as she sat in the chair she sat in every night.

"I miss you....and we are almost done...i am so close to the amount...so close...." she said as she brushed her fingers through her sisters hair.

"I love you...." she said as she stood. Her phone rang and she winced before stepping out of the room and looking at the text. A new mission.


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A girl with long silver hair and bright blue eyes hesitated as she stepped into the dive bar. Food, she needed food, or she as going to faint. Micha sighed as all eyes turned to her. She didn't want to put off the victim vibe so she straightened her spine and brought her chin up.

"Food, anything please" She said quietly to the bar tender.

"Order a drink with it and i'll think about it." the bartender said with a suggestive grin.

"I don't drink" Micha said quietly.

"Sounds like a personal problem" the bar tender said.

"I'll take my business elsewhere" Micha said as she stood. A thick hand fell heavily on her shoulder.

"Awe come on, hang around cutie" a rough voice said as she was forced to sit. Panic began to well in her chest as she fought to stay calm and locate an exit. She had escaped the government she could escape this too...she hoped....

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Search! Okay, okay... Slow down. What do I do now? In movies they mostly go to a bar...
Moon felt the headache start.
Okay, don't go all zombie mode!
She stopt searching and the headache slowly went away. She sighed and sat down.
"Ugh, I'm so hungry..." Her mouth felt dry, "And thirsty." She looked around and saw a little snackbar which was about to close. "Maybe..." She stood up and runned to it.
"We're closing." The boy behind the counter said, something rushed into her head. It was a name: Tony Dickens
"Can I have some water please?" She asked.
"I said we're closing!" He said irritated.
"Oh, okay..." She turned around to walk away but looked back. "What's your name?" She asked him and he looked a bit confused.
"Tony Dickens, why you ask?" He said suspiciously and she looked down.
"Nothing, just asking." She said and she walked away.
Still hungry, still thirsty and still hiding for the government. Could this get any worse?!
She felt her feet not move and she tripped.
"Scrap that..."

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Taking a long swig of light ale, Brenin felt his muscles relax. Letting out a sigh of relief, the young man took advantage of this free time, exhausted after a long day of work. With all the chaos in recent years, he and other combat medics had certainly gotten more than their share of work. With a shortage of doctors, he and others like him had stepped in to help. He loved his work, but it was nice to relax now and then, even he got tired sometimes. About to pay for his drink, the voice of a young woman caught his ears.

Despite his mind telling him not to eavesdrop, the medic found himself listening in, frowning at the exchange. The man was clearly making the girl uncomfortable, and refusing service if she didn't get a drink! How rude! Stepping over to the silver-haired girl, he smiled at the bartender.

"She'll have the house special, and the drink will be for me, since the lady doesn't like the taste." he said, handing the barkeep a few bills. Placing his hand protectively on the girl's shoulder, he hoped he wasn't freaking her out too much.

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"She'll have the house special, and the drink will be for me, since the lady doesn't like the taste." a smooth male voice said from behind Micha.

The bartender hesitated before nodding and stepping back. She felt a slim hand touch her shoulder and she flinched. When nothing bad happened she looked up at the owner of the voice. A tall slim male with brown hair and glasses stood behind her. When the small crowd of men dispersed she relaxed and gave a small smile to the man.

"Thank you..." she said quietly as she stood.

"I'm sorry you had to get involved..." she said as she faced him and reached into her pocket, pulling out what little money she had, she handed it to the man and looked away.

"I'm sorry its not...its not quite enough to cover...to cover the cost..." She said as her cheeks reddened. She only had the money she had because she had pick pocketed a man who had hit on her earlier that day.

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The young medic shook his head, pushing the money back into the girl's hand. "No, keep it. You might need it later. Don't worry about it. Besides, you were just being harrassed, only for me to butt in and make you uncomfortable too without asking if it was ok. It's the least i could do miss." he said with a smile, fishing out his own money. He surpressed a chuckle at the shy girl, her cheeks an adorable shade of pink. Aw, how cute!

Her thanks earned a dismissive wave of his hand. "Please don't worry about it. I have..er, had two younger sisters..I know I'd be upset if someone bothered them like that. It's not right to treat a lady like that y'know?" Brenin sheepishly rubbed the back of his head, berating himself for accidentaly staring at the beautiful hair and clear blue eyes. He had a feeling she got hit on a lot.

'Oh man, where are my manners? Erm, well, I'm Brenin. Nice to meet you miss. I hope I haven't upset you too much, sorry for touching your shoulder. I really should've been more tactful." he said with an apologetic smile, only to hold out his hand in case she actually wanted to shake it.

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"I'm gonna faint... If I don't eat or drink something now, I'm gonna faint." Moon thought as she looked around for something, anything, to eat. She saw a bar and she felt her pockets. No money, but maybe they'll give her some water.

She walked to it and sat down next to a girl with silver hair and a boy with glasses and brown hair. "Can I have some water?" She asked hopefull to the bartender and the man behind the counter smirked. He bend down to get a glass and Moon looked at him as he filled the glass with water. His name is Johnny Maxwell...

"I-I don't got any money." The man behind the counter laughed and put his hand on her's.

"It's from the house." He said and he walked to the other side to help someone. Slowly she took a sip, it was warm but still refreshing. She sighed, and thought. Well, actually 'searched'

I need to find another mutant. Or a spy that can bring me back to the lab... I can find them with the map but then I'll maybe pass out again. She sighed again and turned her head. In some way the guy just looked... familiar.

"Hi, I'm Monica Sighe. You can call me Moon for short." Moon said as she stared in his eyes, she liked looking at people's eyes. Eyes can tell you so much in just one look. She hoped she wasn't freaking him out by staring that much.

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The boy pushed the money back into her hands "No, keep it. You might need it later. Don't worry about it. Besides, you were just being harrassed, only for me to butt in and make you uncomfortable too without asking if it was ok. It's the least i could do miss." he said with a smile.

Her thanks earned a dismissive wave of his hand. "Please don't worry about it. I have..er, had two younger sisters..I know I'd be upset if someone bothered them like that. It's not right to treat a lady like that y'know?" The man sheepishly rubbed the back of his head.

"You are very kind..." she murmured still looking down.

"Oh man, where are my manners? Erm, well, I'm Brenin. Nice to meet you miss. I hope I haven't upset you too much, sorry for touching your shoulder. I really should've been more tactful." he said with an apologetic smile as he held out his hand.

Micha took his hand gently in hers and shook it.

"My name is Micha, Its a pleasure to meet you....Would you...would you like to sit with me?" She asked hoping to prolong the human contact as long as she could. She missed it some much it almost hurt....

"I-I don't got any money." a frail voice said from her right. Micha hesitated momentarily as she expected the girl to be harassed as she had....but found the bartender had been cowed by Brenin....She looked over the girl. She was pretty in a exotic kind of way....and she looked familiar.....

"Hi, I'm Monica Sighe. You can call me Moon for short." Moon said as she stared at Micha's new friend.

Micha waited for Brenin to react. She almost felt disappointed that the girl had spoke to him because she wanted to talk to this kind man. She wanted...no...it wasn't her place...she didn't deserve human contact...she wasnt human after all.... She flinched at that thought and looked down, and prepared to leave...she didn't want to get in anyone's way.

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Brenin smiled, face relaxed at the handshake. He nodded at Micha's offer, sitting beside her and making himself comfortable, not in any hurry now. He liked good company, and besides, he felt protective. The barkeep made him mad, messing with ladies like that. It was rude, crude, and completely improper.

About to ask Micha about herself, Brenin found yet another young woman speaking to him. Looking at her in surprise, he smiled kindly. "Well it's nice to meet you miss Monica. I overheard you say you have no money either?" Brenin wondered if perhaps, the girls were involved in a scam. Well, no way to know, and if they were, it was on their heads. However, the idea seemed wrong, and he would assume they were for real unless otherwise proven. 'Innoccent until proven guilty', right?
Handing over some more bills, he encouraged Moon to take them. "You look famished. It's not good to avoid food for too long."

Brenin's smile instantly went to a look of concern as Micha flinched, wondering if he had upset her. He hoped not. Or was she not feeling well? He held a hand out in case she fainted.

"Miss Micha? Are you allright?" he asked worriedly, medic and protective mode activating in his brain.

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"Well it's nice to meet you miss Monica. I overheard you say you have no money either? You look famished. It's not good to avoid food for too long." Brenin said making Micha's heart soften towards the young man. He was so kind...and she would bring nothing but death and danger to him. She was an animal on the run...hunted for her ability.

"Miss Micha? Are you alright?" He asked with concern in his voice. She snapped back to reality when she heard his question.

"I...I am fine..." Micha murmured as she dropped her gaze and blushed again. When the food was put down in front of her she deftly slipped a few bills under the plate and scooted it towards Monica. She needed to leave before someone realized who...or what...she was.

"You look like you need it more than i do...." She murmured with a small sympathetic smile as she stood and stepped away from the bar. She looked at Brenin with a smile.

"I should be going....thank you again for your kindness..." She said and bowed slightly before turning and heading towards the door. She would not endanger him for his kindness.

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Brenin looked mildly alarmed. Placing more money on the table for the other girl, he swiftly followed Micha. "M-miss! What about you? You should take care of yourself as well...I didn't mean to offend you!" the brunnette exclaimed, wondering what he had done wrong. Had he made her feel akward? embarassed? uncomfortable in any way? He hadn't meant to!

Not letting Micha get far, Brenin reached a hand out in offerring. "Are you sure you're ok? You seem bothered or like something's wrong. Please, let me help. I..I might not be able to do much to help, but let me try. I can't just leave you alone if something isn't right. At..at least let me walk you home so I know you're safe, ok? Then I'll leave you alone if you want, so bear with me a little more, ok?" Brenin knew maybe he pushed it too hard, but..but he couldn't just leave her, could he? He never left a comrade behind, and he wasn't about to change that for a girl in need.

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"M-miss! What about you? You should take care of yourself as well...I didn't mean to offend you!" Brenin exclaimed as he followed her to the door. She instantly felt bad for making him feel like her leaving was his fault. She gave him a cheery smile.

"Dont be silly, its nothing you did...You have been nothing but kind and generous Brenin" She said, his name feeling beautiful on her lips. The only kindness she had ever gotten from any one came from this man, and she would never forget that.

"Are you sure you're ok? You seem bothered or like something's wrong. Please, let me help. I..I might not be able to do much to help, but let me try. I can't just leave you alone if something isn't right. At..at least let me walk you home so I know you're safe, ok? Then I'll leave you alone if you want, so bear with me a little more, ok?" He said

Micha hesitated....She didn't have anywhere for him to walk her....It occurred to her for the hundredth time tonight that she was alone in the world. She didn't have a home.....but surely for his sake she could pretend to live at some random house...if it would ease his mind. She smiled and nodded.

"There is no need for me to bear with you at all, i would be honored to have you walk me home" she said though she felt a twinge at the word home. She took his hand in hers gently and led him outside. She looked up at the sky and smiled...It had been so long since she had been able to enjoy the beauty of...well...everything. She looked at Brenin, her eyes shining brightly as she smiled at him.

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Looking immensely relieved, Brenin smiled at Micha, posture relaxing at her beautiful smile and her kind words. She was pretty sweet. He had not expected her to take his hand, and looked down at their hands in surprise. He made no move to pull away however, simply giving Micha a gentle smile, a tinge of pink in his ears and lighting his cheeks. How embarassing to get flustered!

Her bright eyes made his voice catch in his throat. Wow, but she was pretty! Admiring her in spite of his brain telling him it was incredibly rude to stare, Brenin smiled back. "Good. I'm glad to hear that. I'd feel bad if I caused you distress like the man inside. So rude he was. In any case, I'll be glad to see you home safely." the young man enjoyed the warmth of her hand.

"Anyways, do you have any siblings? What do you like to do for fun? Do you have any pets?" he asked cheerfully, eager to learn more about the woman.

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"Good. I'm glad to hear that. I'd feel bad if I caused you distress like the man inside. So rude he was. In any case, I'll be glad to see you home safely."Brenin said. Micha just smiled as she watched him turn a cute shade of pink.

"Anyways, do you have any siblings? What do you like to do for fun? Do you have any pets?" he asked cheerfully. Micha hesitated. How could she answer that? she didn't have a life outside of the government...

"I don't...i don't have any family....or pets" She said quietly as she stared off into the distance. She shook herself and smiled.

"I like to read...and sing" she said with a smile as she started walking. When she needed to pass the time when she was under the governments 'care' she would read old literature...or sing songs she knew from catching bits and pieces from the government workers.

"What about you? What do you for fun?" she asked trying to change the subject.

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Her answers made the medic pause, looking sadly at the girl. No family? What a sad, lonely thought! He squeezed her hand, looking at her empathetically. "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad. I hope you at least have good memories and dear friends to be with." he said sincerely, feeling bad for the girl.

She finally smiled, making feel a little more reassured. Her hobbies were simple but ones he could appreciate. He nodded enthusiastically at her before answering her question.
"Me? I like to read. Especially medical mysteries or medical journals. I know, kinda weird, right?" Brenin said with a slight chuckle. "Puzzles are fun too." Looking aside, he seemed to struggle with whether or not he should speak. After all, he just met Micha, he didn't want to creep her out or be akward. Finally, he let out a thought. "Maybe someday I'll hear you sing.." he mused wistfully, enjoying how relaxed he felt with the girl. She was sweet, and very cute. Perhaps she'd be his friend? He hoped so. As much as he liked other medics and his battle buddies, it would be nice to have people other than a bunch of crazy and boistrous dudes to hang out with.

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"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad. I hope you at least have good memories and dear friends to be with." Micha stayed silent at that.

"Me? I like to read. Especially medical mysteries or medical journals. I know, kinda weird, right?" Micha shook her head with a smile.

"Puzzles are fun too." He said with a smile. Micha grinned and shook her head. He was so kind.

"Maybe someday I'll hear you sing.." He said. Micha hesitated, not sure what to say, then suddenly she started to sing.

"It’s too late to change your mind
Even though this fragile world is tearing apart at the seams
We can’t wash these sins away
This sinking feeling everyday: I’m waking up in someone else’s life

Is it so hard for you?
'Cause it’s so hard for me
To believe that what we dreamed could ever come to life again
'Cause I cannot erase this lie

Not gonna let this day go by
I’m gonna save this wasted life
And nothing can stand in my way
Not enough to say goodbye
Burn it til there’s nothing left
I’m drowning in the mess that I have made" She sang beautifully only pausing for a breath before continuing.

"Is it so hard for you?
'Cause it’s so hard for me
To believe that what we dreamed could ever come to life again
'Cause I cannot erase this darkness in me

The water’s rising around us
There is no other way down
I only have myself to blame for it all

Is it so hard for you?
'Cause it’s so hard for me
To believe that what we dreamed could ever come to life again
If I could just erase my mind
But I cannot erase this lie" She slowly trailed off and turned red as she waited for her response

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Brenin was once more caught by surprise, a sweet melodic voice resounding in the air as Micha began to sing. Flushing red himself, the medic watched and listened in awe, entranced by this mysterious girl. He'd never had a girl sing for him before. The tune was both beautiful and yet.....so lonesome. It made his heart wrench.

As soon as she finished, the young man stood in awed silence, only to then clap in praise. "Miss, that was absolutely beautiful! You have a gift for music." he mused, looking at her admiringly. His eyes then took on a sensitive, concerned look almost, but his smile was still there.

"It was poignant....the song you chose...sounded so sad. Beautiful but sad. I...I wonder what made you choose such a song. But then again, it's none of my buisiness. And it was hauntingly beautiful nonetheless. Maybe you could do it professionally?"

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The ground was cold and damp as Aria slowly came to her senses. She tried opening her eyes, but as she did, the sun shined right in them and she quickly closes them. She didn't particularly remember her chamber being this bright in the morning. And what was her bed wet? It even smelled funny. Something wasn't right here. Opening her eyes more slowly, the silver hair young woman saw that she wasn't on her bed, but on the ground. Feeling dread creeping up her spine, Aria suddenly sat up and looked around her. She definitely wasn't in her chamber. In fact, she didn't recognize her surroundings at all. What happened? It was then she caught the distinct smell of blood and saw she had blood stains on her hands and chest. Examining herself, she discovered that she was fine physically. It must have come from someone else than. Looking about, she saw her daggers inches from her and they had blood on them too. What had she done this time? Horrified, Aria began to search her memory that led to this predicament.

She remembered eating dinner with others who were like her, even though they had different abilities. They weren't like any other humans. Aria wondered if they were humans still. The young woman had just recovered physically from something she would never forget. She killed someone with her mind. She remembered being shocked and cried on the inside. Feeling sick to her stomach, Aria forced these thoughts away and continued to search her memory. After dinner, she remembered going to her room before . . . . . oh . . . .

"What was it?" she asked out loud.

Suddenly it came to her. She remembered an explosion and after that . . . chaos. But then everything went blank.

"My dark side must have taken over. But . . that still doesn't explain the blood or how I got here? Did . . . did I escape?" she asked herself.

She must have. Remembering the blood on her and her daggers, she realized she must have fought someone while fleeing. Feeling sick, Aria ended up vomiting, luckily not getting anything on her. Where was she now? Her stomach growled too and Aria figured she better find some food. But where? She didn't even know where she was? Carefully standing up, Aria grabbed her daggers and placed them in their sheaths on her hip that she was wearing.

"I wonder if I was the only one to escape. Where are the others?" Aria asked herself again as she began to wander.

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Freya Mackenzie was lost and she did not like it one bit, nor did she like how anxious she felt about being out in the open. She had never suffered from a fear of open spaces but then she hadn't been outside for as long as she could remember. Yet here she stood with openness all around her and it scared her. Not enough to set her off thankfully but enough to make her very anxious.
She continued walking for a while longer before finally stopping and admitting that she had no idea where she was or where to go from there.

She pulled the remnants of her t shirt and checked shirt closer around her wishing for the upteenth time that her clothes were fire proof. Walking around in clothes with holes in all the time was not pleasant. With a sigh she looked around trying to decide where to go next and had no idea what to do. She was just about to turn back when she heard a faint rustling sound nearby, curious and confident that she was in no real danger. She walked towards the sound and it wasn't long before she came across someone on the ground who seemed to be hurt.

The girl, who Freya recognised from her time in captivity, had bloodstains on her hands and clothes. Freya knew her but couldn't remember much about what abilities she had and she didn't want to find out any time soon.

"Here I was thinking I was the only one escaped." Freya said.

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"Miss, that was absolutely beautiful! You have a gift for music. It was poignant....the song you chose...sounded so sad. Beautiful but sad. I...I wonder what made you choose such a song. But then again, it's none of my business. And it was hauntingly beautiful nonetheless. Maybe you could do it professionally?" he asked

"No....i didnt have...i didnt have a chance to have a future until now...i had no hopes...no dreams...." She paused and looked at him.

"And ive never had the chance to have a friend..." she said with a smile as she glanced at him shyly.

"I guess....i guess i should start thinking about that...." she said with a small frown....and then she realized her mistake. None of what she said made sense to a normal person considering she was a government escapee.

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Brenin froze, looking at the girl in stunned surprise. What on earth was she talking about? Then his eyes widened, a troubled look on his face. Something bad had obviously been happening to her. It bothered him.

Placing his hands on her shoulders, he looked her in the eyes, concern and determination in them. This had to stop. Whatever hell she was being forced into, it couldn't be right.

"I see, so that's why you seemed so uneasy. Listen, I'll help you. I don't know what your situation is, an abusive family...a refugee from another country, an abusive relationship, human trafficking...whatever it is, you can tell me. I can help you, Don't worry, you don't have to be scared anymore, ok?" he said with confidence, a serious look in his eyes. Brenin felt very strongly about innoccent people being abused or getting drawn in when they were weak. Manipulation. He'd never personally handled a case involving a human right's or abuse issue, but he wasn't going to let it go if he could help it.

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"I see, so that's why you seemed so uneasy. Listen, I'll help you. I don't know what your situation is, an abusive family...a refugee from another country, an abusive relationship, human trafficking...whatever it is, you can tell me. I can help you, Don't worry, you don't have to be scared anymore, ok?" Brenin said. That was the first time she had ever had anyone be this kind to her.

She stared at him with confusion.

"Why do you care?" She asked with a blank face. She hesitated.

"Not to be rude...i just...i just don't understand..." She said quietly.

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Brenin regarded Micha with utter confusion. What was this? Did she not believe in kindness of others? Was she oppossed to help? He didn't mean to say wshe was defenseless.

"Why...well, why shouldn't I? I..I know I'm just a stranger but..well, it's not right for people to suffer. Those who are stuck in situations they can't escape...people who are oppressed by the strong for selfish reasons..that's not right. I can't just sit back and do nothing, can I? That would make me as bad as them." the male answered finally, hoping she wouldn't completely push him away. He became a medic in the first place to help people, he felt good and like he was doing something right when he helped people. It was something that made him feel better about himself as a human.

"I don't know what your situation is..and you don't need to tell me, but it's ok to be free. I don't think you're weak because you've been living a damaged life..I just want to help, even if it's just one person..."

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A boy, Experiment 11, found his way to a small ghost town. A Dagger logged in his back and bleeding out very quickly.

He began to think....
My name is Andrew
I Don't Know
Am I?
Yes?
No?
I fell something, what is it? I never learned anything! I was the weakest of them... was I? I was allowed out of my room often. I was normal, right? I want to meet them. The others.
Are they mean?
Are they nice?
Are they alone?
Are they like me?
Are the-


He began to faint from the blood loss, falling on the ground and then nothing......
Maybe someone would find him.
Maybe not....