Earth, 2017

"Besides me now, I guess, there is one dragon left. They keep him in the basement of the lab. He says he's over 2,000 years old. He doesn't know the exact date. He's glad to have someone to talk to now..." She smiles sheepishly, and the others realize that she is communicating in some way with the dragon.

"Wow that is cool, but cruel. I mean this whole thing is. So how'd you get here? I was so called adopted." KT said or yelled somehow, anyway it came out of her mouth.

Alchemy thought for a second, then looked sad. "The first thing I can remember is the whitecoats talking to me. I don't who I am or where I came from, or why I'm here...I wish I could remember."

I woke up from a long sleep. Well, less of a sleep than a passed out. I had been out ever since the scientists had come back last night and injected me with some drug, causing me to pass out. I barely heard the fish girl talking to someone. "Oh, my name is KT or Fin and that sleepy pile of bones is Scales." Anooyed, I sat up, ignoring the sharp pain in my arm.

"Not sleepy.. drugged." I muttered loud enough for them to hear, my face burning. I frown slightly at KT, then relax more. I need friends, not enemies. I already have enough of those. Suddenly my head turns as footsteps come down the hall. Two whitecoats. I hear them talking to eachother, and all of us fall silent.

"We need #342.. phase 6 is ready to be initiated." The other agreed, and made a remark on not being able to wait to examine the specimen. Specimen, meaning me. I watch them come up to my cage and open the door. With a scared look to the others I follow the scientists down the hall and out of sight..

(ignore what i wrote before, i was a bit out of it.)
"...oh my..." I whispered. "I don't think that's... uhg... gonna turn out well..."

Once they had left, "Oh, no that's what they meant. Poor Scales." then seeing a new girl. Shrugging she turned back to who she was talking to, "So are either of you almost done? I think that's Scales last or third to last. I know he's almost done. I am done. I have weebed hands and feet, scales, gills and improved lungs."

(ooc: Scales dosnt come back for a couple hours, so I can't post. If anyone wants to skip ahead intime be my guest, just say in ooc how long it's been)

"I don't know." I replied. "I have a chameleon's tongue, a chameleon's climbing power due to the hands and feet, and a chameleon's tail. I can also change colors and go invisible." He said that while hanging from the ceiling, now a deep maroon color.

I wake up from another drugged sleep, the pain both searingly sharp and dull and fuzzy from the drugs. My back burns like its on fire, which after all Ive gone through wouldnt suprise me. Im lying on a cold metal table, on my stomach. I try to turn over but metal cuffs around my wrists, ankles, and hips hold me to the ground. I feel pressure on, and in my back, just below my shoulderblades. It feels just like having two metal pipes pushed into your back, but Im really hoping your not familiar with the feeling. I hear the scientists speaking in low voices, mentioning words Ive never heard like 'Draconine' and 'Pteropine', two forms of DNA ive never heard of. My back still feels the same, though I dont see any scientists standing near me. I bite my lip, refusing to scream and let them know of my pain. Then the scientists approach, flipping latches and unlocking the metal cuffs. I sit up as fast as I can, almost falling over backwards from the weight on my back. Im wearing only my pants, and as I look behind me I see what seems to be a huge bonelike structure coming out of my back. Light, thin bones protrude from my back, coming out into spiny wings like what you see in old stories about dragons. They hang from long strips of cloth tied to the ceiling making loops, and fully stretched out as they are give me around a 17 to 18 foot wingspan. I would almost be surprised but my back hurts too much to really think. Then the scientists are busily unstrapping my wing structure, as there are only bones and no actual wing.

"Can I have some water?" I ask hoarsely, hoping they will be too caught up in their winged experiments on me to think twice about my request. The scientists scribble on notepads exitedly, then seem to talk quietly about my question. Finally one of them brings in a tall glass full of a strange green liquid and hands it to me. I take it and gulp it down as fast as I can, draining it and ignoring the bitter taste. It soothes my throat some, and I relax a bit. Then they finished untying the wing bones and had folded them tightly against my back, sending screams of pain through me. Then they took long strips of white bandage and wrapped it around my chest, holding the wing bones tightly against my back. Then they held a rag to my face and I passed out again.

~They bring him in unconcious and lay him on the metal bed in his cell, about 45 minutes from when they first took him~

"Hey, you awake?" I asked. "You alive??"

"Oh that poor boy. Look at what they've done to him." and just at that moment a man comes in. He is reading a clipboard skepticaly. Watching him stop in front of my cell I feel haywired. I jump into the tank, fast. He unlocks the door to my cell and comes in. Another weirdo is pushing something. He taps on the glass till I come up, "What?" I say anoyed.
"Take this." he says handing me a glass, a clean towel, and a white pill. I grab the towel and dry off my hands. I scoop up some water with the glass and take the pill. He rolls up his sleaves and pulls me out of the tank and lays me on the table the lady is pushing. I am taken to a oberating room/lab. I pass out just as I see the room.

During this whole time, Alchemy has been sitting cross-legged on her bed, eyes shut, like he was meditating or something.

A whitecoat came into the hallway, followed by a girl on a leash that was attached to her collar. Her head hanging down. They passed the cages and the tank and opened the cage next to the dragon girl's. The whitecoat let the girl in and took of the leash. Immidiately, the girltried to push a away the whitecoat and run for it, but even before she touched him, he pushed a button and the girls collar gave her a shock. She backed of, pulling her collar and screamed.
She fell down in the corner of the cage and sat there, not moving or saying anything, while the whitecoat locked her cage.

I stirr slightly, hardly able to move due to the pain in my back. The bones seem to be fused into me, because well, back in the operating room I tried to pull one out. What I dont get is why they even would do this. Yay! Now I have a wing bone strcuture, not like I can do anything useful with them.. like fly. I slowly sit up, and the previous pain in my arm feels like a pinprick compared to my back. I sit up and look around, seeing the chameleon boy, the dragon girl, KT, and a new girl being locked in her cage. Chameleon boy asks a question, but I wait until the white coat is out of sight before answering.

"Well, this is practically a living death.. so im not really sure how to answer that question." My voice is stronger now, whatever they gave me to drink had at least not been poison. The idea of it was preposterous anyway, they wouldnt kill a good experiment.. that is not until they were ready to dissect its brain. I push the thoughts away, forcing a pained smile to chameleon boy to indicate I had been joking. Though we also both knew that it really was true. The huge white bandages cover up my wing bones completely, so to them it may just look like.. well it would look like I had a bunch of bones sticking out. And that wasnt far from the truth.

"You might be right about the living death part..." I spoke softer saying this: "But we might have a way out." As example, I disappeared for a short moment, only to show up again a bright purple.

The girl focused her ears when she heard someone say something about a way out. She looked up with red eyes, but only for a second.
Her eyes turned blue and she looked around curiously.
"Mrow?" she said softly. Then she got up on al for and walked over to the bars closest to where the purple person was standing and sniffed him curiously.

"Something tells me you have cat DNA" I said, looking at the girl who was sniffing me. "But I need an opening...just long enough to slip through."

(I gotta get off for now. l8rz!)

The girl looked at the bars. Then at her paws. They had been implanted with robotic claws.
She walked over to the cages door and tried to slice the bars with her claws, but as soon as they touched the bars, she got another electrical shock and backed off. Her eyes went red and she glanced at the bars.
"I guess that'd be to easy.." she muttered.
Then her eyes went back to the curiously looking blue eyes she had before.

Alchemy finnaly opened her eyes, her wings rustling slightly. "Draco says that the only way out is when they take us into the lab. The time between they take us from the cells to the lab is our only chance...but its a small time limit, and we don't all go at once...so I don't think thats an option right now." She suddenly realized that she didn't hurt anymore.

I couldnt believe what I was saying, but it really only made sense. I gestured to my back as I spoke.

"I really think I should wait until they finish me.. it would be easier to escape."

The girl stod up and looked at the scaley boy with her now deep red eyes. She thought about it and it actually made sense.
"I hope they dont give you a collar like mine. Then it won't work." She tapped her collar with her robotic claw and got another shock.
Her eyes widened and turned blue again. She got back on hands and feet, jumped on the bed, curled up and fell asleep, making a purrish snoring sound.

I awake and am back in my cell. I don't know if it is morning or evening, but what I do know is I've had another surgery. I feel around to see if there is any changes on the exterior of my body. It seems there is. For I feel something hard and strange pocking out of my back. It's a fin. And I had thought that they were done! It seems I was wrong. Now that I think more and clearer I vaguly remember someone saying something about me officaly being done. I pear out of the tank and see the most disgusting site, a poor girl covered in fur and wearing a collar. She's a cat. Now I am of course still smart. They can't give me stupidity. Cats and fish don't mix, even if I tecnically aren't part fish, but shark. I hide my head under. I am afraid to come out. What if while I am walking over it bites me? What if it tries to eat me? What if... What if I die from being out of water now that I am complete? Katrina, I tell my self, get a hold of it. You can't be called this name anymore. From here on out it's KT or Fin. And no more what ifs.

I awake and am back in my cell. I don't know if it is morning or evening, but what I do know is I've had another surgery. I feel around to see if there is any changes on the exterior of my body. It seems there is. For I feel something hard and strange pocking out of my back. It's a fin. And I had thought that they were done! It seems I was wrong. Now that I think more and clearer I vaguly remember someone saying something about me officaly being done. I pear out of the tank and see the most disgusting site, a poor girl covered in fur and wearing a collar. She's a cat. Now I am of course still smart. They can't give me stupidity. Cats and fish don't mix, even if I tecnically aren't part fish, but shark. I hide my head under. I am afraid to come out. What if while I am walking over it bites me? What if it tries to eat me? What if... What if I die from being out of water now that I am complete? Katrina, I tell my self, get a hold of it. You can't be called this name anymore. From here on out it's KT or Fin. And no more what ifs.

(ok guys, im back)
I reappear now on the wall, in a black color. "Anyone else bored?" I asked playfully, crawling about the walls.