"We haven't come across much information on the facility you were being held in. We know that they did genetic testing on animals and humans. As vile and inhuman is this was we think they were trying to come up with a way to save the human race."
I blinked at Riley a couple of time from across the room. Why would a race that still exists need to be saved? He answered my silent question as he continued his cheerful little story.
"In the year 2012 a great war was fought between the human race and the races of legends. Vampires, lycans, faeries, all of these creatures existed in secret until their secret was revealed in 2010 during a lycanthropy epidemic. It was like a disease that spread because one wolf thought it would be fun to infect everyone."
"I still don't see what this has to do with me." I interjected. I was getting grumpy and tired. It was amazing how much I remembered of what it was like being human that my changes in mood didn't surprise me as much anymore.
"This has everything to do with you if you would just be patient and listen." Riley replied as his patience slipped a little as well. "Once it was out that these creatures existed people gathered in old school torch and pitchfork mobs, except they were packing some heavier firepower, and they wiped out so many people that didn't have a choice when they were turned that the population nosedived dramatically. The government issued new laws to keep these creatures and the humans safe, it was a fragile safety for two years...then everything changed."
"Ok stop with the dramatics and get to the point already." Peter looked over at me because, well up to this point I hadn't said more that a few sentences in his presence. In my defence he didn't warn me where he was taking me.
Riley cleared his throat and continued. "The long and the short of it is that if you travel to the edge of the city you will see nothing but a barren wasteland. Everything was destroyed outside the walls of this and the few other cities that managed to stay protected. We were left with a promise that a hunter would emerge to destroy the world of all of these creatures and save mankind." I looked at him for a moment to see if this was all a big joke but Riley looked very serious.
"This has got to be some crazy dream or something because you just described every comic and movie that I remember seeing when I was a kid." Which was partly true, I remembered some of the content of the movies I watched before I was taken but it just seemed like the right thing to say.
"Listen weather you believe me or not the documents that we found state that you are the one to-"
"It actually listed my name as the person who is going to save you all?" This was starting to get a little ridiculous.
"Well no but it did say that Nine would come to purge the world of the darkness." Riley replied as if he had memorized that one line out of a book...maybe he had. "There has got to be a way that we can convince you that what I'm telling you is true." It was almost as if Riley was begging me to help him...I don't remember if I was a fan of people grovelling before me or not...though it seemed appealing at the time. Did this make me a bad person?
"I am not Nine..."
"Riley I don't think there is any other way to do this...we have to go to plan B." Peter said in the silence that had grown in the room. I wasn't too fond of plan A so I was pretty sure that I would hate plan B. When a large man stepped up to the table beside me I knew I wouldn't like plan B.
This man was very tall and built like a tank. He picked me up off the chair and didn't even flinch when I started kicking at him to let me go. Peter and Riley lead the way to a door that blended in to the far wall so much that I didn't notice it when we had walked into the room. I was very sure that I was going to like what was on the other side of that door even less than what I saw here.
I was right. When the door slammed and locked behind me the large man put me down but kept a hold of me so that he could stop me if I tried to escape. The room was stark white, the stereotypical science lab with more of the shiny technology that was in the room that was my prison. When I saw this the colour drained from my face and I started to shake in fear.
"No..." The sound escaped like a breath from my lips. "No!" I screamed and tried to bolt for the door but the big guy did not let me get far. "Let go of me! I don't want to be caged again!" Tears streamed down my face as I tugged and pulled trying to get away.
The big guy who was aptly named Tank picked me up in his huge arms and carried me over to the exam table where he carefully set me down and strapped me in. I was still crying and struggling but was unable to move off of the table or break free of my restraints. The doctor brought over a try that was on a moving stand. The tray had many different instruments on it including a stethoscope that he picked up and secured around his neck. "Now my dear Nine I just want to do an exam to make sure nothing it wrong...it shouldn't take very long. All I need you to do is calm down." The doctor spoke in his best calm and fatherly voice. I wasn't buying the act and struggled harder to get myself free. The doctor sighed and picked up a needle.
"What are you doing with that?!" I cried when I spotted the needle. I tried to get as far away from the doctor as the restraints would let me but felt the sharp pain as he managed to stick the needle in a vein in my arm took a sample of my blood. He then went through the entire exam and was a little disappointed when he didn't find anything out of the ordinary. "Other than the scars she has from the experiments there isn't anything physically wrong with her. She looks and acts like a normal human girl." The doctor moved all of his instruments to the back counter to be cleaned and sterilized. Then he picked up the syringe of blood that he had gathered. "Perhaps her blood sample will uncover some of her mysteries." The doctor turned to Riley and Peter as they walked over to the computer that would analyze my blood. The doctor placed the blood in the computer to be scanned. As soon as the scan was complete the monitor came to life and started flashing page upon page of data on the blood sample. "This can't be possible." Peter whispered as he watched the data fly by on the screen. He took the helm and his fingers flew over the keyboard as he called up a few different pieces of information.
"Doctor are you seeing this?" Peter asked.
I saw the Doctor turn to look back at his patient. The look in his eyes was one I had seen before in the eyes of countless doctors who came before him. They saw a fragile young child lying on an examination table trembling and crying. I tried to prove this doctor wrong but failed as I sobbed and cried all the fight drained out of me. He then looked back at the monitor to again read over the data flickering on the screen.
"This doesn't make sense." The doctor shook his head. "By all rights she could have killed us all by now." I overheard the Doctor say.
What a coincidence I was thinking the same thing earlier.