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    Experiment 7 sat on her metal bed in a special cell,of sorts,and snarled as she messed with the braces around her ankles,wrists,and neck. A door opened and two men came in a grabbed her chains from the walls before leading her out to go test on her and check her health in a sterilized room. She walked behind them with her head low and tail swaying. She wasn't aware that she could make her mutants disappear yet and folded her wings to her back.

    Once at the room two scientists came in when the men had her securely on the wall and began to run many different tests on her. She growled and tried to swipe at them with her claws,but the chains restrained her as she desperately tried to break free until they tranquilized her and continued their tests. Right before she was out cold she thought,'I will escape one day and when I do...'

Experiment 3 sat on the floor of her cell, staring at her knees. She breathed silently, creating a steady and humming echo. Each day was the same torture. She was escorted out of her room, poked by sharp syringes, and thrown back in to weep for hours. Her only entertainment was to watch the other experiments dragged in and out of their cells. She sighed an empty sigh, unable to think or speak, not even to cough the right way. She couldn't make a single noise, but in that way, she was happy. She knew about experiment 7's plot to escape, and she liked the idea. Because of being mute, she could hear most of the sounds in the entire lab at a hushed whisper. She'd often put her petite hands on the glass and listen to the conversations of many. Today, she watched and listened to experiment 7's daily tests. It was the only joy she could find.
Experiment 2 banged his fist on the transparent wall, brows furrowed, eyes set on a group of scientists strolling along the cells. "Why don't you idiots let me out already? You've run all of your little tests, listened to your little stethoscopes, and that isn't enough for you? I've been in here for years!" He growled, banging both fists onto the wall one final time. He frowned, sitting back down on his iron bed and pallet. "Shiste... I'll never get out, eh?" He spoke to the scientists who were no longer there, but he actually wished they were for once. He often talked to himself, alone in his cell, because the echo would speak back to him. A red dot appeared on one of the white walls. "No... Not again! This is the third time I've done my strength test!" He groaned as he stood up, walking over to the red dot. He pulled back his fist, then propelled it forward into an arm-breaking punch onto the dot, and the simulation began.

Gio watched as they grabbed that same girl with wings from her cell. They have been doing it a lot lately and she would always come back looking tired as if they drained her. He sighed as the scientists passed him and went to another victim. Word passed around about the escape and he couldnt wait, this brought a smile to his face. "What are yo smiling about..?" a blonde man sneered. Giovanni's smiled turned upsidedown and he backed away into the corner of the white walls. The man smiled mockingly and walked away. Your such a wimp, Gio...  Gio then put his head into both his hands and felt a tear go down his face. I just want to go.. he said in his head.