The Experiment Chronicles(Closed/Started)

Seana Grace
I rolled my eyes. "The Name Seana Grace call me CC. Powers super fast healing, psychic/empathic, and can cast illusions. My portions? Panther and Raven." I replied. "As for going back to the School I'll kill anyone who gets in my way." I added my eyes going gold as they always did when I was angry.

Zytrianna's POV:

I stood by listening to everyone else talk, Micah intrigued me. He was quiet, yet at the same time I noticed he had something to hide. I said nothing to myself in my head, because it seemed as if he was having trouble hearing a voice or maybe voices? I finally thought to myself "so far this looks to be as an interesting journey, even if he cant fly with wings its something different that i enjoy." I looked up at 115 quietly still waiting for him to step forward, I felt young and innocent but my eyes told different as they held mischief and mystery.

Other than focusing on myself, I also thought about CC and how she would be she seemed nice and had a head that was in the right place but i wonder if her heart was completely there also. I couldn't help but focus on everyone else but me. I guess i just wanted to tell myself i wasn't the center of the attention. I stood and waited for everyone else to tell who they were.

Experiment 115

Mostly everyone steps forward telling there powers, but my mind felt like it was mieored in fog. Ever since leaving the school, I felt myself, changing, the first sign of this was Zy. Her warm, kind affection, made me feel warm, like I felt how ever she felt about me. People talk Zy returning to my side, I barely realize that my wing was pulling her closer to me, keeping her from the freezing cold. I felt different when she was around.

"I'm Experiment 115, I was meant to be the Ultimate Killing Machine. But the fool whitecoats made the mistake of getting to close, and I killed them, releasing everyone else around me." I said with some seriously surprising calmness.

Everyone looked at me in surprise, they never seen me this calm and relaxed. But Zy who was warmed by my wing and body heat, didn't seem surprised, if anything she got close as possible to me. I put on some fake mask of anger again, and looked at them.

"What? Did I just say I murdered some whitecoats? Oh I'm sorry, stop looking at me." I said bluntly

Ari sighed to herself softly, her knees pulled to her chest as she cocked an eyebrow and then turned her gaze away from 115. She sat on the lowest branch of the nearest tree to the group, repeatedly sinking her claws into the soft bark. The man who had just finished speaking, Micah, was one of the few who, like her, were without wings. He had bird DNA within him though, so that still counted for something. Something about feathers just really got under Ari's skin. Maybe it had to do something with the sick little games the doctors liked to play with the cat side of Ari.

Her lip curled up in disgust. Now that she was out of that place, there was no way she'd be going back. The next step, to her, would be going and finding the horrible man who sent her there to begin with, her father.

"Just take her." A man wearing raggedy clothing with a homely look in his eye and the smell of booze on his breath pushed a small child forward.

"But sir, you realize you do not have to option to reclaim her once we pay you." The nice-looking young man in a white long coat cleared with the older man.

"Just take the kid and give me my money." A check was slapped in his dirty hand and the young Ari was yanked through the door, seeing that her father didn't even look back at the door as it closed.

She had began to growl, her sharp claws digging deep within the branch she sat on. The others were looking at her, half expecting her to talk and half wondering why she was probably acting so insane. Two people had already said they had these magnificent powers of healing. "I'm Ari. I don't have any special powers really. I have a small ability to spark a flame, but other than than, nothing." She gingerly touched the horizontal scars on her ankles, staring at them all through black-outlined eyes.

Exi gave a small smile and stepped forward, it seemed to be her turn, if it wasn't, she would make it her turn. "I've said I'm Exi. But I'm 6% Gould's Wattle Bat, you laugh at my name and I swear it'll be your last laugh, I can fly, use echolocation, and see in the dark. I have a terrible sweet tooth and tend to sleep in weird positions. I'm also sarcastic and annoying. I really hope you don't mind useless comments." Exi gave an award-winning pageant smile. She raced a hand through her shortly sheared hair like she tended to do when she was nervous. This was so exciting, and so incredibly stupid, but so exciting. She couldn't get the rush of blood to slow down. Her real world experience was small but her abilities were finely honed because of that. She knew her strengths, her weaknesses, and the fire of a fighter was alight behind her eyes. Of course, the others she couldn't count on, one girl was overwhelmingly shy, the boys all seemed surly and quiet, Humor was going to be rare, she looked to the leader. All too ready to get a plan and put it into action.

Nick -Stil trapped in "School"

"Get back in your room!" the white coat yelled at me. He picked me up by my collar and threw me back in my cage. I hadn't even been able to eat but two bites before the white coat snatched me away from my food.

I landed in the cage, right on my wings. A pain exploded in my back. I had been abused every since I could remember. I wanted to escape, but I remembered those previous who had attempted.

They attempted to escape, but all ended up being killed without mercy. My older brother was one of those who had tried to escape, but I wouldn't allow myself to go.

"Please, someone come save me," I whispered to myself, tears coming from my eyes as I went to sleep again, still hungry.

Name: Zack Josephs

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Power: Zack's powers are his extreme strength when he feels any emotion very passionately (literally anything) two other gifts of his are power mimicry ( the power to sense and mimic powers from different people) and biological manipulation ( the power to become someone that he has seen before)

History: There were many different experiments done to Zack while in the lab. Many unknown transfusions were inserted into his brain and other body parts. At age three he was adopted by the white coats because of the money that his disabled widowed mother needed oh so much. He went through many extreme physical and psychological pain stimuations to push him to where the white coats wanted him to be. At the lab he was taught 6 different languages (those being chinese, russian, espanol,german, french, and swedish) and was also injected with internal testosterone boosters and extreme permaneant steroids ( on the outside he looks his age on the inside he has the strength of the hulk plus an elephant). He broke out of the lab by himself but knows who the other escapees are and plans to talk to them soon, after he's done enjoying his newfound freedom.

Personality: Zack is very flirty, with a hint of sadism. He enjoys watching people in pain because of his own past. He's sarcastic and often quite mocking and I know that your thinking that deep deep down he's a total sweetheart but you are wrong. Actually under the layers you just see a very attractive guy with an ego and shallowness to match his sexiness. But lately he has been feeling that if he finds the right girl it will change things for him, forever.

Portions: hes 5% lion thats where his golden hair comes from

Description: Hes a blond with green eyes he has a semi muscular swimmers body wears mainly abercombie & fitch. Dimple in left cheek and a strong yet relaxed facial structure. Total beach/hollister model looks.

Other things:hes up for love but is into fiery girls not sweet little flower girls. Someone who will make sparks fly.

Lucian

Everyone goes around and introduces themselves, telling what they can do as well. I listen and study each one as they do. Exi interests me and slightly amuses me when she speaks, revealing a little more than bargained for. Ari and Micah interest me as well. Experiment 115 just makes me nervous, as usual. What he says unnerves me and I make a mental note not to step on anyone's toes here. CC's abilities also strike me as interesting, a strange combination of portions as well. Her golden eyes fascinate me and entrap me while she speaks. Baxter and Zy are also captivating.

I hesitate before stepping forward and speaking, clearing my throat as I do.

"Lucian," I state my name. "I can...do a lot with light, more than I think would be wise to explain. My portions are that of a raven and a king cobra."

Baxter POV:

So after everyone introduced themselves, I realized we needed to get going. Now that I knew who was most useful and who couldfly, i decided it was time to go.
"Alright, now that I understand everyone, I have decided to vote on the 4 to go with, simply for someone here to get out word if we fail. The 4 people will be me due to flying and other traits, Exi for echolocation, as it helps "peer" around corners, 115 due to his amazing strengths and experience, and Zytrannia. If anyone has different ideas, speak up. If not, we gotta go."

Exi bit her lip, she really wanted speak up, the sweet little...thing attached to 115 didn't seem exactly like fighting material. But if Exi protested against her coming then 115 might not come. Which couldn't happen, because he was probably one of the most valuable despite his instability and unpredictable nature. Yet she didn't want to caught up in a fight and then have Zy squirm. Maybe Seana, she had a raven portion. Ravens. Excellent birds. But could she fly?? It seemed not, the political and military sides of her mind were battling at one another. Disrupt the plan for the sake of the mission or don't disrupt and let the mission go on despite the disadvantage for the sake of avoiding drama. How did people manage to get their emotions so worked up? They were all more or less human and because of that they were all prone to having their poor little feelings hurt. Except perhaps 115 and a scarcity of others. What to do, what to do, time was ticking by and she resorted to something she learned at School.
The samurai makes a desicion within seven breaths.
She was on breath six.
"I object." Exi stated, knowing she wouldn't regret it.

"Alright Exi, lets here your objection and take a vote," I say quickly, knowing a traditional democratic voting system, although slowing us down, would help allieviate any problems that may occur.

Zy POV:

I stood there cuddling 115 and looked up at him wondering what hes thinking about going. When Baxter choose me I looked at him a bit, I was surprised that he choose me to go. I also felt a tad bit useless the way he made everyone sound amazing and then just plain old me. Guess people didn't think of me as much yet. Don't really care if they have a problem I'll just deal with it.