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I lay on a plain metal bed. My body is covered with a single, white sheet and only a sheet. I know the room is cold, but the feeling does not reach my nerves.

How long have I been in here?

I stare blankly at the gray wall.

"Ah, experiment seven, you're awake." A man walks towards me, a clipboard in hand.

I open my mouth to speak, but nothing escapes. I immediately shut my mouth.

"Your vocals haven't been tuned, you won't be able to speak just yet. Can you hear me clearly?"

I nod slowly.

"Good." He scribbles down a few notes before proceeding to ask me questions. I could see his breath crystallize in the brisk air. "Do you feel anything when I touch here?" He places a hand on my arm.

I can feel a small shock if electricity, my body reacted by twitching slightly. I give him a nod, he returns with a nod as well.

"Here?" He places a hand on my chest, squeezing my breast lightly.

I scowled as my body reacted to his warm touch. I shot up straight, whacking his hand away harshly. The sheet slides off my body, revealing my bare chest. There are metal linings across my chest, a silver circle in between my breasts. My eyes widen and I cover up my naked body with the sheet.

The man only nods and writes something else before straightening his posture.

"It seems you have control of your nerves and reflexes, which is a good thing." He looks down at his notes, flipping a page over. His brown eyes scan the printed writing on the smooth paper. "It seems that the operation went well." He nods to himself.

I stare at him blankly, unable to understand what he was talking about.

Operation?

"Do you have any memory of any events before today?"

I shake my head. Was I supposed to? I don't even know who he is or how I got here, but I had the strange feeling that I had to obey his commands.

He sighs, "alright. I'll have someone bring you clothes. I'll contact your new owner."

I blink once. The man leaves as mysteriously as he came, a metal door squeaking shut.

I am left alone to myself.

I look down at my body, examining the metal linings that embedded my (s/c) skin. I felt like a doll. The metal appeared to be holding my limbs together and I didn't feel pleased with that idea. Could I fall apart?

I touched my face, my slender fingers feeling the curves around my nose, my eyes. I felt my lips. The smell of freshly cut metal filled my nose. I breathed deeply, smelling my arm.

I smell like scrapped metal.

A few moments later, a woman enters the room with clothing. She bows and places the items at the end of my bed then leaves quickly. I raise a brow at her strange behavior but I shrug off my thoughts.

I slipped into a pair of dark grey pants and a plain white t-shirt. I wasn't given undergarments, so my breasts felt exposed in a way. I slid on the white pair of socks that lay neatly next to a pair of black combat boots.

When I finished dressing, I crossed my arms over my chest and sat at the edge of the metallic operation table. It is rather uncomfortable.

My (h/l) (h/c) hair was swept into a ponytail, a few loose strands lay freely on my face. I swiftly swept them away as I patiently wait for further instructions.

I couldn't help but notice a metal clipboard being attached to the end of the platform. I look around, as if I were about to be caught. I felt as if I were taking a risk, yet the feeling of curiosity rushed through my system.

What was my name? How did I get here? Who is this "new owner"? I didn't quite understand.

I flipped through the few pages of information. I noticed that there were numerous amounts of codes, each of them labeled by something different.

Code 0976431 - Combat Skills Level C
Code 0875421 - Intelligence Level B

I slowly understand that each of these codes were a different set of programs and each program was a different skill or strength.

I was built like a computer.

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"Experiment seven, this is Lance Corporal Levi Ackerman," the scientist that questioned me earlier announces.

I stare plainly at the slightly shorter male. His cold gray eyes reminded me if the gray walls in the metal room. Levi crossed his arms as he shifted his weight to one side.

"Tch, is her name 'experiment seven'? How pathetic." Levi spits.

I send him a glower, wanting to say something. My mouth opens but no words manage to escape. This catches the scientist's attention. He simply smiles and excuses himself.

"I forgot to activate your voice. If I may..." with a swift movement he brushes my hair aside and loosens a bolt on the back of my neck.

Fiddling with a few wires he managed to activate my voice. Levi stood amazed at the different sounds that escaped my lips. When the scientist was satisfied with the range and tone of my voice he returned the bolt and gave me a light pat on the back.

"She's all yours."

"Can I change her name?" Levi asks, his hand on his chin. His eyes gaze across my body and I quiver.

"Naming a robot? It's not like she's a human," the scientist says with a chuckle. I frown.

"I like (f/n). (F/n) (l/n)." Levi says, ours eyes interlocking.

"Then (f/n) (l/n) it shall be, captain."

* * *

I was taken to what Levi called headquarters. I was told I was going to be sharing a room with Levi because there was no need to give a robot their on room. I didn't process the whole situation easily.

At headquarters, I was escorted to Levi's room by a tall, blonde male. His body language and the way he expressed himself told me he is of a high position. He walks with his hands to his side in small fists, calmly swaying as he moves. I copy his movements.

"You can address me as Commander Erwin. Levi is currently with the trainees, so I'll have to escort you to his room." Erwin explains as he strolls down.

We pass a cafeteria and I can smell the fresh food which sends a strange vibration to my lower abdomen

"This is Mess Hall, I don't exactly know if you eat but this is were we meet." He points past the closed doors. I nod and we proceed.

We reach the Corporal's room where I am left alone once more. When Erwin dismisses himself he instructs me to not wander. I give him a stern nod and he leaves.

I stare at the room blankly. There was a single bed, a desk, and what I guessed to be a closet. I couldn't help but notice the neatness of his room as I walk towards his chair.

Not knowing what had just happened, nor what is about to change, I welcome myself and sit in the wooden seat, waiting for my owners arrival.

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Author's Note:

I've been wanting to republish this story for a while and I've finally done it. Please enjoy this twisted story, I have an excellent plot and I would enjoy your comments so please do so :)

My writing isn't perfect and I am still learning, so bare with my mistakes. Updates will be random, but I am trying to work out a schedule since I have just started a new school and all.

Thank you.

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