Chapter 2
By Hayden
2-14-98
Note: Event is first part took place in May of 1994.
Current timeline: March of 1998
The little girl sat on the center of her bed holding a worn teddy bear in bare white walled room. Nothing but a bed and a metal chair sat in the room, lit by a glaring fluorescent light. This was the room she had grown up in, it was the only thing she knew in her small world. That and the lab. The only time she was let out of the confining room was to go to the lab for tests. And she was always going for tests. The doctor never seemed to stop coming up with tests for her to go through. And the tests were usually very painfully.
The door opened and the creature she knew as Greasepit entered the room. Prototype 01 curled into a ball against the wall. He approached the ball of white fur and grabbed the child forcefully.
“Come on half-breed the Doc wants to do some more tests on you,” he said.
She pulled back, and looked up at him. Her young green eyes were filled with remembered pain from her last ‘test’. Not to mention she was hungry, tired, and didn’t want to see that mean old Doctor. This was all she knew but that didn’t mean she took willing. The little girl known as prototype 01 took after her father in more than looks. Not to mention she was three after all and like most three year olds her favorite word was .....
“No!!” She kicked him hard.
“You shouldn’t of done that, girlie. Now you’re in trouble,” he backhanded the child and pulled her up by her white streaked brown braid. Tears rolled down her face but she refused to make a sound.
“Are you going to be good now, or do I hafta tell the Doc you’ve been acting up aging do ya?”
She shook her head slightly.
“I can’t hear you, girlie,” he shook her, still holding her hair.
“Yes, sir,” she whispered.
Greasepit started to take her to the lab, when a commanding voice stopped him.
“What are you doing!! Put her down! NOW!!” the commanding female voice said,
The child turned her head slightly and saw the one person she truly trusted and cared about in this place. Karen.
“Doctor Dean, I was only doing what the Doc said.......he wants her for tests....” Greasepit protested.
Wearing a white lab coat Karen circled the brute. Her gray eyes cold. Her once pure midnight hair was streaked with gray.
“I don’t care what he said!! PUT HER DOWN!!! NOW!!!!” her voice was ice.
Greasepit dropped the child, who quickly ran behind Karen. She hugged her savors leg wrappings her white tail around Karen’s leg.
“The Doc ain’t gonna like this.....” Greasepit whimpered.
The child held on tighter, at the same time holding her locket tight in one hand. Karen folded her arms and scowled.
“I don’t care particular care what he dose and dose not like. Now get out of here or do I have to tell him how you’ve been treated is favorite test subject!!” she growled.
“No, sir --I mean ma’am---I mean Doctor...” He ran off down a passage way, hoping to be spared from Doctor Karen Dean’s wrath.
Karen bent slightly and picked up the trembling child. She loved her almost as much as if she’d been her own. She took the child back into her room and sat her own the bed.
“You okay, Zoey?” Karen asked. She had given the little girl the name of Zoey, feeling it wasn’t right to call her Prototype 01; Zoey Davidson to be exact. Karen had found out several years ago whose DNA the Doctor had used to create Zoey; and had made sure Zoey knew her parents as best as possible. Zoey’s locket for example contained a picture of her parents.
Zoey nodded a little, then curled up in a ball at the top of bed. Her back against the white metal wall. She opened her locket and looked longingly at the picture.
“You were very brave, little one. Standing up to him like that.” Karen told her, brushing strains of brown and white hair from Zoey’s face. “You....”
Zoey cut her off. “Why won’t they come?” she whispered, a solitary tear ran down her furry cheek. “Why won’t Mommy an’ Daddy come, Karen? You said they would.”
Karen turned her face from the child in guilt. Then sighed ad pulled Zoey’s cover over her. She kissed the little girl good-night and began to leave the room.
“Why haven’t they come...why?” Zoey asked again.
Karen closed her eyes in pain. In her mind’s eye she could see Zoey’s parents or at the pictures she’d seen. She also
remembered her promise to Zoey that they would come for her. Karen opened her eyes and looked at the mouse child staring back. “They will, baby. I promise, they will.”
Karen turned off the light and closed the door. Itlocked soundlessly behind her. Zoey looked into the darkness, hugging her teddy close. Mommy....Daddy.....where are you....are you even real....why won’t you come........
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