Get Used to It
There I sat, my body cold as ice and numb as a dead bug. I squinted with the bright lights shining in front of me. My wrists were sore from the cuffs around them. The hell...?
"E'ar Hina, correct?" said an unfamiliar voice.
"Who are...where am...what is this...?"
"Answer my question."
"Correct...?"
"Alright, Hina. What is your biological species?"
"Chirkatlei stanza..." I answered.
"What?"
"I-I'm sorry...I d-don't know the English translation..."
He sighed.
"Alright. Are you human?"
"Did I say I was human?" I said, deepening my voice.
My hands felt hot.
He scoffed.
"She's a new type, the only one of her kind," he said, looking to his side. "The only known 303."
Suddenly, someone with a syringe came out from an opened door I hadn't noticed. I started struggling.
"S-Stop! W-What do you mean b-by 303!?" I yelled, my eyes glowing golden.
The person then injected me with some sort of chemical.
I woke up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily. I looked around the room, frantically. I grit my teeth.
"God damn you!!" I yelled, making a glass fall over and break.
My breathing was shaky.
"Woah, E'ar, are you okay?"
"Y-Yeah...Sorry, Ait'el. I-I'm fine..."
I rested my head between my knees, sobbing silently. Ait'el got up and walked over to me. She knelt down and lifted my chin.
"No, you're not. Cheer up. I'm not letting my little outlaw cry," she said, kissing me, lightly. "Retract your claws. Your halo is showing too."
I took a deep breath and lifted the blanket off my scar-covered legs. Wiping the tears from my eyes, I stood up and took Ait'el's hand to walk out of the completely white room. Where am I, you ask? The MLB Testing Laboratory. The Monster-Like Beings Testing Laboratory. It's exactly how it sounds. Think of it as SCP Foundation but for people. Each of the "test subjects" is known as a specific number, mine being 303 and Ait'el's being 109. The numbers have no pattern or real meaning except for one thing. Each species, power, or type difference adds to the meaning. That's what that man meant when he said, "the only one of her kind" and "she's a new type".
When I say laboratory, I mean facility.
Upon arriving at the cafeteria, almost everyone who was there was whispering and staring at a person I'd never seen before. A new person, huh? When I looked back at where they were, they had disappeared. A 236...What's their name? I looked around at random people, trying to see their thoughts. Sit'ka...? She had white hair and dark skin. Interesting...I don't see many of them around here...It's strange, really. They're known to be common...
"There she is..." someone said under their breath while staring at me. "Hey, Hina! Think fast!"
He threw a fork at me from afar. Without dodging or blocking, I let the small, dull blade sink through my head. It fell through and onto the floor. I looked down at it, knelt down, and picked up the blood-covered fork, standing back up. After staring at it for a few moments, I licked off a small amount of the blood while looking at the boy who threw the fork. You must've forgotten I have immunity to steel and regeneration. Yes, I purposefully said that in my mind. He's a 798 so he can read minds without his control.
He looked at me, stunned. Horrified, even. As to be expected, bitch... I looked to my left to see Ait'el wasn't by my side. I looked around, frantically, trying to find her. I spotted her with some boy I didn't know. He was holding her by her waist from behind with his lips grazing her neck. I started breathing heavily. People were staring at me and laughing as if they were going to enjoy what I would do. The people who were doing so were Chil'ta and Ken'sei, the drama-loving, trouble-making twins, both being 602s. I took a deep breath and started walking over to Ait'el. My eyes were glowing red and black. Suddenly, someone pulled me against them from behind, sliding their hand over my chest and pinning me against a nearby wall. He pressed his body up against mine, keeping me in place. My front was facing the wall. He slid his fingers into my mouth, rubbing and fingering my tongue and teeth. My breath became shaky as I started to succumb to the pleasure. Ch-Chirtan seika...! Suddenly, my body started moving on its own. I elbowed him in the stomach and bit down on his fingers, slicing them clean off.
He stumbled back and fell to the ground while I stepped back, looking down, and clenching my fists.
"W-What the hell?!!" he yelled at me.
I phased to be standing behind him.
"Get used to it, rapist," I said, kneeling down. "Take some novocaine. I think your brain needs numbing."
I stood up and looked behind me to find Ait'el. She was standing over a bruise-covered body.
"Just because I'm in heat doesn't mean I'm allowing anyone to touch me."
I chuckled. Suddenly, the nerve-wracking sound of broken glass filled the senses of my ears. I flinched. The 601s covered their ears and knelt down. The 732s were looking around frantically. I looked around to find Ait'el. Strangely, she wasn't where she was before. I ran out of the cafeteria and to the library. I looked up and squinted at the bright light meeting my eyes. The ceiling had broken. Strangely enough, Sit'ka was floating peacefully and using telekinesis to hold a book. Nobody else was in the library. She closed her book and let it dissolve. There was an eyepatch on her left eye. She smiled, bitterly.
"Took you long enough," she said, moving back to sit on the railing of the sixth level. Her hands gripped it. The wood snapped.
I chuckled darkly.
"You really are something else, huh?"
She sensed the carelessness in my voice and grit her teeth. She's trying to get a reaction from me. Suddenly, her body faded away, the glass from the ceiling disappeared, and the room went dark. I stumbled back, almost falling down. There was a sharp pain in my abdomen and head. I wrapped my arms around my stomach, clenched my eyes shut, and grit my teeth. Shit..!
