"I'm going on a mission. I won't be back till later." He says nothing more, turning and walking out the door, shutting it behind him. I sigh looking down at my feet. So many things rushed through my mind it gave me a headache. I stumble over to my - the bed I'm meant to be sleeping on, sitting on the centre with my back leaning on the wall. I dragged my knees to my chest, folding my arms, resting my chin on them, as they rested on my legs. What am I going to do... Why is my life like this.. why me?.. I nearly killed my parents, my mother twice.. they abandoned me as they feared for their lives... I was dumped at some facility where they experimented on me, injecting things into me.. removing things from my body.. I shiver, pulling my knees in closer and tighter. I manage to escape. Only to be captured again by things called 'proxies'. I have no idea if I am their equal or their prisoner... I'm hoping they won't harm me.. Slender said they are not allowed to but how many of them actually listen to him?... I should just be glad I'm not in that facility any more. My eyes shoot open in realisation of what I just though. My breathing starts to become heavy and my body trembles. My hands vibrate, shaking side to side and up and down. Shaking constantly. Not from the cold, but out of fear. What if they come looking for me again?! What if they know I'm here?! Will they kill me?! Will they bring me back and experiment on me more?! What would they have done if i didn't... I clench my fists, grinding my teeth. I hate thinking about the freak that I am. No.. I didn't do it.. A small tear rolls down my cheek and I exhale deeply, glancing over to the door. I think about whether or not I should leave the room but before I could decide, I was already walking towards the door, reaching out to open it. I hold onto the handle, turning it to the right, slowly creaking the door open. I poke my head out, the hallways were quiet. I took a deep breath and stepped outside the room, closing the door behind me. Which way was the kitchen again? I think for a few seconds before I remember. I turn to my right , walking down a hall which seemed to go on forever before finally turning left. The kitchen started coming into few. Maybe BEN will be in here.. I know I've only just met him so I can't say we're friends but he's the only once who was nice to me.. I mean, Jack was nice to me.. cleaning up my wounds. But he's the reason I had them in the first place! Well.. I mean.. technically it was Masky. So I guess I shouldn't blame Jack.. I sigh and slowly walk into the room. I heard the sounds of cutlery clanging together as someone washed them in the kitchen sink. I carefully look around the bend to see a guy in a hoodie. This wasn't Jack, nor Jeff. Or that weird guy who always hangs round with Masky.. I don't know his name yet.
"H-hello?" I stutter. I was so nervous. What if he attacks me? Did I make the wrong decision by talking to him. He turns around after hearing my voice. The clanging had stopped and he held a cloth in his hands, drying them. Once he faced me fully, I could see all his features. Well.. most of them. His hair was brown, poking through his hoodie, like Jack's does. He had orange goggles over his eyes and wore a mouthguard. However, his appearance, rather, the way he dressed, didn't scare me. The thing that did scare me was the fact that he kept ticking and twitching as he walked towards me. I took a few steps back. This caused him to stop, tilting his head. But he was still in reach if he were to grab me, so I stared wary of him. I was frozen for a while until his muffled chuckle broke our silence.
"I'm T-Toby" He said, holding out his hand. His twitching and ticking caused him to stutter, his hand jumped into the air a little every time he twitched.
His mouthguard raised at the corners, I'm guessing he was smiling underneath. I just gave a small smile in return, reaching my hand out to shake his. However, as soon as I placed my hand in his, I hears a high pitch yell as someone pinned me to the floor. Pain shot up my body and my face. I look up, expecting to see Toby pinning me, but it wasn't. It was Clockwork. I remembered from earlier how she stormed in looking for Toby. I'm guessing she likes him.
"Stay away from Toby brat! He's mine! You got that?! Don't touch!" She spat in my face. Small droplets of her saliva sprayed across my forehead. Say it don't spray it! My eyes blinked a couple of times before I realised what she had said.
"I-I'm so sorry.. I didn't know- I was just-" I couldn't seem to get the right words out but it didn't matter as Toby soon interrupted me.
"E-Easy Clockwork. I was just go-going to shake her hand. No big d-deal." He said, shrugging. Placing his hands in his pockets. Clockwork shot off of me, grabbing the collar of Toby's hoodie.
"No big deal!" She hissed, storming away, dragging Toby with her. I sit up and start to stand to my feet. Ive never seen a girl overreact over some guy like that before.. Kinda silly really.. I shrug and just make my way back to Jacks room. On my way I bump into BEN.
"Oh, hey BEN." I gave a small smile and gestured a wave. He smiled and waved back, walking up to me.
"Hey [Name] - huh?" He said, tilting his head at me. He reached his hand out to touch my face but I shy away, taking a step back. He blinks blankly before lowering his hand.
"W-what are you doing?" I question. Raising a confused brow at him. He chuckles.
"Clockwork got to you didn't she?" How.. wait what? Both my brows were now raised. I was stunned and confused.
"How did you-"
"She left her 'signature' trademark on your eye." He gestures, tracing around his own eye. From what I could see, it looked like he traced a C.
"Trademark?" I ask, shrinking my shoulders, staring at him.
"Yeah. She must have got you pretty good too. That's quite a gash." He says. Walking towards me, closing the gap I had made between us.
"I didn't even realise she scratched me.. I thought she just.. pinned me.." I look down at my feet, he just giggles tilting his head at me, grinning.
"She's pretty quick." He laughs, patting me on the shoulder before walking away in the opposite direction.
I sigh and continue on my way back to the room.

~**~

"Now [Name]. We're going to be doing a small test run today. So let's see if we can get this one right." The man scoffs. Why must he keep doing this to me? What have I done to deserve this. Just then the image of my mother crying pops into my head, she was crying out of fear. She was scared of me. A small tear escapes from my eye, dripping down my face.
"Oh don't cry [Name]. It's not as bad as last time. I swear." He holds his hands up in a mocking surrender. Chucking to himself.
"What are y-you going to make me do t-this time?" I ask, my body trembling.
He trots over to me, placing his hand on my ankle restraint.
"You know [Name], Lions are very territorial animals. Once they find a home to raise their cubs. They don't like intruders entering their home. " He giggles. Oh god, where is he going with this?
"S-so? What do lions have t-to do with anything?" I ask, my eyes were locked on him as he walked around to the other side of the bed he had me tied to.
"Well, I wanted to see how much a Lion will fight to protect its home, and how much the intruder will fight to try and claim it as their own. Will it be a fight to the death, or will the intruder give in? I want to test it and find out!" He begins to laugh crazily. Pulling out a needles and syringe, containing a weird blue liquid.
"What are you s-saying? Please don't-" before I could finish, he injected something into my chest, causing me to yelp.
"In a moment, you will be having a visitor [Name], how exciting! You're going to have a little 'play' together" he giggles as if what he said was funny.
"No-No! I don't want to! Please! Don't make me! I can't! I won't! I won't do it! I'll just.. I'll just.. turn into a tiny.. uh.. mouse! And hide!" I narrow my eyes at him but they soon shot open when I realised what I had said. Shit, why did I tell him that! Now he's going to know my plan and will do something to stop it! Oh no oh no oh no!!
He laughs historically.
"That's what the injection was for! It'll send signals into your system, over riding your thoughts of what you should change into, deciding it for you!" I hiss behind my teeth and spit in his face. His grin turns to a disgusted frown as he wipes it away.
"Stupid girl." He growls, turning his attention to my restraints. Rather than removing them, he makes them tighter, causing me to flinch.
"Let's see how you cope when there's no where to run. It'll either give you two choices. Live, changing your form to destroy the animal. Or die, remaining in your human form to be eaten alive. It's your choice." He snarls, storming out of the room. I begin to panic, pulling on my restraints when I suddenly freeze to hear an alarm sounding buzzer. A small red light in the corner of the room flashes before a hatch starts to open. I frantically tug my arms and legs, trying to free myself, it was no use.
"Change your form." A stern, blunt voice echoed in the room through a speaker on the wall. But I refused. I will not give into his pathetic game. The hatch started to open more as I heard violent thrashing coming from the other side. My body grew hot and my heart raced.
"Change your form!" The voice echoed louder and angrier as the hatch slowly rose higher and higher. I saw a huge paw with large claws poke from underneath, scratching at the wall, desperate to burst out.
"Change your form!" The voice called again.
"No! I won't!" I yell. Every time I change, it is so painful and unbearable. It's against human nature. The human body shouldn't be capable of things like this. It's not right!
"You stubborn girl." The voice growled. Suddenly the flashing stopped as the hatch swung open, the animal pouncing out, roaring, snarling, bearing its teeth, waving its claws. I sink down into my bed in the hope that it won't notice me. Sadly this wasn't the case. The animal jumped on to my bed, towering over me. It didn't take long for it to bite down on my shoulder, sinking its teeth into my flesh, yanking it's head back, tugging my shoulder, trying to rip it away from my body. I scream in agony, tears stream down my face, soaking my neck. Blood gushes from my shoulder as the beast continues to tug, snapping it head side to side, trying to tear away my limb.
"STOP! STOP IT!!" I yell at the top of my lungs, pushing in the best, punching it's face, hitting it's chest, grabbing its leg, trying to pull it from underneath it. Anything to try and get it to release its teeth from my shoulder.
"[Name]!" The voice echoes through the speaker. Stills sounding angry. I ignore it, focusing on the animal, yanking my shoulder out of its socket. Every now and then I heard and felt bones snap and crack. Flesh tearing and blood pouring.
"[Name]!" The voice called again. It sounded different this time. More deep, more serious.. I feel the animal shake its head, sinking its teeth in more, causing me to yell out. My body shaking back and forth as it shakes its head.
"[NAME]!"

~**~

"[NAME]!" I shoot my eyes open to see Jack towering over me, shaking my shoulders. I scream out, this shocks him causing him to sit back, allowing me to sit up. Tears continue to stream down my face. My body hot and covered in sweat. My breathing is heavy and shaky. I try to calm myself down by wrapping my arms around me, hugging myself.
"Jack.." I murmur as I rock back and forth. He just sighs, staring at me.
"You were having a night terror" he states. His tone deep and calm. It was just a dream.. a flashback.. a nightmare.
"What were you dreaming about?" He asks, titling his head. I didn't reply straight away. In fact, I didn't reply at all. I just lifted my legs, brining my knees to my chest. Sniffling, wiping tears away from my eyes. Jack tsked, turning to stand up. But he soon sits back down after taking a second glance at me. He moves forward, bringing his face close to mine. I pull away but he just moves closer, raising his hand to my face. I try to shy away, but he grabs my chin, turning me back to look at him. His other hand soon reaches my eye and I hiss in pain as he touches my new wound.
"You're cut." His mumbles, tracing it with his finger.
"From Clockwork by the seems. Figures." He scoffs. Pulling away. He stands up and holds out his hand. I shakily take it and he gently pulls me off the bed, leaving the room and heading towards the bathroom.