||Your point of view - The Infirmary||

A sweet breath left your lips as your eyes began to flutter open. You let out a slight whine, rubbing your forehead with your soft and cold palm. Your eyes fluttered for a moment, adjusting to all the bright lights around you.

"You're awake." A sweet voice called out to you, nearly causing you to lose your breath. You snapped your head up, looking at the source of the voice. At the foot of your bed stood a girl who looked to be in her early 20's. Her wispy brown and blonde hair were tied up into a messy side bun, resting softly on her shoulder. She wore a cerulean blue shirt with a mahogany coat on top. Pushing her glasses further up, she cleared her throat. "My name is Tess - If you don't mind, I'd like to collect some blood samples from you, just for safety." She spoke in a well-mannered way that made you relax. You nodded your head faintly, letting her inject a needle into your arm.

You winced slightly feeling sharp metal seep into your flesh, letting out a timed chirp to calm your nerves. Looking up you saw Tess examine the medical instrument that was now removed from your body. She tapped the vial that held your blood faintly. "Interesting." She muttered to herself, seeing the blood change from red to a glowing violet. Your eyes widened with interest seeing the way your blood changed. Tess turned around to speak until she was interrupted by a soldier walking into the room.

"Tess, Red Leader has called for you." He spoke sternly, looking at the woman. Tess nodded softly, before sitting up with her kit in hand. "Yes, of course. I'll be there in a moment." She hummed, putting the vial inside the case and walking out of the room.

Leaving you alone in the room, you took in a deep breath rubbing your head. Everything was sore, your limbs weak and strained. Letting out a soft breath, you looked around. Maybe you could get out while no one was watching... Swinging your legs over the bed, you leaned against the bedstand trying your best to get up.

You let out grunts of frustration as you felt your legs were about to give out. Drawing a sharp breath from your mouth, you stood on your own two feet. You took a step forward, spreading your arms out and using them as anchors. 

Collapsing, you were caught from behind. Losing your breath, you whipped your head around to see who had caught you. For a moment, you almost cried and hugged the figure when you saw two electric eyes staring down at you, but you quickly realized that these eyes were pink. Huffing softly, you frowned. "Who are you?"

"Sugar." The voice responded, her voice strained and gravelly. She gently set you back onto your bed, stepping away. You examined her for a good moment, seeing what she looked like. She had medium length brown hair that was held in a pony-tail, with miniature pony-tails in the front. The ends of her hair were dyed a dark hot pink, her pink scarf standing out from her black attire. She looked exhausted or unhappy, her lips were in a pout. "You must be Kuro." She spoke, her voice wavering with uncertainty and curiosity. You nodded, narrowing your eyes. "There's no use in lying to me - We all know your real name now..."

Biting your lip, you let out a defeated sigh. "Yes, my name is Kuro." You mumbled, leaning on your forearms. Sugar tilted her head to the side, nodding softly. "Hm. I had imagined you different... I expected you to be - Well, more... masculine." She sighed, placing her index finger on her lip thoughtfully. You scrunched your nose in distaste, furrowing your eyebrows. "You thought wrong then." You spoke, your British accent dripping in. Clearing your throat, you narrowed your eyes. "What are you doing here anyway?" The girl turned her head to the side, giving you a creepy smile. "I just wanted to get a glimpse of how you look - Before you get mutilated."

Your eyes went wide, as you opened your mouth to protest,  but before words could slip out of your mouth everything went pitch black.

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Tord sighed softly, tapping his metallic finger against his lips. "Who would've thought that Thomas would've birthed me a child with the ability to shift." He hummed, tilting his head to the side as he examined Kuro's stiff body.

She was hanging from her wrist, chained from above in some sort of coffin-like machine. Her eyes were still open, glazed with emptiness. Tord moved close, tilting her head up. She really did look like Tom... He smoothed his thumb against her lower lip smearing the drool that was dribbling from the corner of her mouth. Sighing softly, he turned over to Tess. "How long till will she have to stay here?" He questioned, tilting an eyebrow upwards.

Tess huffed, folding her arms. She didn't like this - Creating monsters or hurting people. Bitterly pressing her lips together, she thought for a good moment before speaking. "I don't know," She began, looking to the side. "It depends on how far down the line she is with her Monster form - It could take years... But, if she's cracked at least once before - She may come out in a few months. Maybe weeks if she's lucky..."

Tord nodded before glancing over to his offspring, giving her one more glance. "Well, I better leave you to it. I want her monster active and running in her veins - She'll be useful for the Red Army." He ordered, softly rubbing the side of her cheek. Smiling gently, he kissed her forehead. "Behave my little monster." He cooed, before leaving the lab.

Tess let out a shaky breath, giving Kuro a pitiful look. "I am so sorry." She whispered, before pressing the buttons on her keyboard. She bit her lip softly, watching as the machine began to rumble sending electric shocks through Kuro that woke her up. Tess' expression softened as she continued to press more buttons. Kuro's screaming got louder, her body writhing in pain. God, Tess wanted to stop. But she couldn't, not until Kuro shifted.

Tess turned away, setting the machine on auto-pilot. She couldn't watch this - This was against her nature. Leaving the room, she leaned against the lab door inhaling a sharp breath. God, she really hated her job sometimes.