"Security breach in Sector 15! I repeat, security breach in Sector 15!"

The wailing of alarms blared as 15-01 and a few other experiments were on the run, looking for any place to hide from the guards that were now filling the area.

"01! 01! Over here!" 15-02 called, getting the attention of the young amalgamation.  15-02 was 15-01's beloved sister — her only friend in this dreaded place.

You might think to yoursef: 15-01 and 15-02 seem like strange names.  Well, you're right.  They are strange names.  But they aren't their real names.

The 15 identifies which sector of the lab they're from, and the 01/02 describes in which order they were caught.  15-01 was caught first, followed a few days later by her older sister, 15-02, who had secretly let herself be captured so she could see her sister again.

Those weren't the only two in Sector 15.  There were several others — 10 others, to be exact. But all of them were in a hustle, scurrying to find the nearest hiding place.

15-01 ran to join 15-02 in the hiding place the older sister had found. The two of them huddled closer together as two guards came near, both holding a tranquilizer gun.

15-01 was about to scream, but her mouth was quickly covered by her sister's claw.

"Shh," the older whispered.

Finally, the guards passed, and a sigh of relief escaped them.  "Thanks, sis," 15-01 whispered, earning noting but a simple nod.

The relief was short-lived, however, when a hand grabbed 15-02's arm.  "GOTCHA!"

She shrieked in fear as she got pulled out of the hiding place. 15-01 screamed in fear. "SIS!"

Another pair of hands grabbed her around her waist, lifting her up off the ground as if she were a simple animal...which she technically was now.

"No escaping on our watch, 15-01. Same goes for you, 02."

15-01 looked up to see Dr. Kahl glaring down at her, the glare of his glasses hiding his eyes. Her ears went back and she squirmed to escape, only for Dr. Kahl to pull a dial out of his coat pocket and turn the knob with his thumb.  Pain pulsed from the back of 15-01's head, followed by a calming sensation and quiet ringing in her ears.  She slowly stopped squirming and relaxed in his arms, going completely limp.  "...s-sorry...sir..."

"That's better," Dr. Kahl said, carrying 15-01 back to her room and tossing her in.  She flinched and whimpered as she skidded across the cold, tile floor.  She couldn't move.  If she could, she would've tried getting back out.

She stared through the glass wall as her sister was thrown into the room next to her, skidding too.  However, instead of being paralyzed, she rushed to the wall and put her claws on the glass as she stared at her sister longingly.

"Naughty, naughty 02," the other scientist, Dr. Penne, scolded with her thick English accent.  "You know escaping is against the rules.  This was your idea, wasn't it, you little troublemaker."

15-02 shot a glare at Dr. Penne, but didn't speak, knowing she'd be tasered if she did. It happened often enough to be inevitable.  She was the most adventurous, daring, problematic experiment in all of Sector 15 — debatably even the whole lab.  She was often the one responsible for security breaches, system shutdowns, and other problems.

She watched as the two scientists whispered among each other.  Not everything was able to be heard, but the words "one more" and "terminate" were audible enough to be detected by 15-02's large ears.  She froze, her eyes widening.

15-01 immediately shot a scared look at her sister, who immediately returned it.  Even if they didn't hear everything, they heard enough to put the pieces of the puzzle together.

One more problem, and 15-02 would be terminated.