I Am Experiment X

Megan Blake is a 17 year old girl with brown hair and bright blue eyes. At age 13 she Is diagnosed with cancer. When she is 15 the doctors determine she only has a couple of months to live. Her dad, is a scientist. He creates a serum that he believes will cure Magen's cancer. At first, she reacts well to the treatment but soon things go haywire. She starts doing things and not remembering them. She starts hurting people. When her parents are killed in a fire it goes way out of control and the government takes her away and locks her up leaving her brother who is 2 years older than her, alone. She slips into some unexplained coma for 2 years and when she wakes up she can't remember anything. She has an uncontrollable energy running through her. She is a monster. Can she control it???

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1. 6 lives lost

I woke up and my eyes fluttered open to see a bright white room.

"WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON?" I thought looking around wildly.

my back was cold and I realized I was strapped to a metal table.

In pure fear I started to scream, "HELP! GET ME OUT OF HERE! WHAT IS GOING ON????!!!! HEEEELLLLPPPPP!!!"

I let out a choked out whimper as tears started spilling down my face. A shaky sigh escaped my lips as I took a deep breath and looked around. I looked at the straps holding my down. They where thick and I would never be able to break them...... Or so I thought. Just then I felt an incredible amount of energy run through me as I ripped through the straps.

"Wow" I mumbled, "how did I do that?"

I searched the white room for a door. When I saw one I ran to it and yanked on the handle.

"Of course" I sighed realizing it was locked. I felt the strange energy run through me again. I took a few steps back and rammed my shoulder into the door. I anticipated feeling pain shoot through my shoulder but the pain never came. I looked around. More white....... Great. I ran Down the white hallway.

Alarms started going off. An urgent voice blared through the speakers and echoed through the hallway, "Code red Breach on level 5, all security to level 5, I repeat all security to level 5"

I looked around frantically and saw a sign that said 'level 5'

I'm on level 5??!! My mind started to race. They where coming after me someone anyone I don't know but I had to run. The power surged through my veins again and I could not control myself. I went into panic and ran as fast as I could to escape. I found an air vent and ripped it open. I pulled myself inside and started crawling. After painfully crawling for what seemed to be forever, I saw a light ahead of me. I crawled as fast as I could and popped the vent out. It led to outside but I was five stories up. I heard yelling in the room underneath me,

"Sir! Sir, we found her she's in the vent!"

I panicked and without thinking jumped out of the vent. I expected to die but I landed on the ground effortlessly. I was terrified! That should have killed me!

I scrambled to my feet and broke out into run. I ran into and alleyway.

"Stop!" Screamed a male voice behind me. I stopped and turned around. "Hands on your head!" He ordered while pointing his gun at me. I put my hands on my head and sank to my knees. As he was about to cuff me the uncontrollable energy ran through my veins and I punched him in the face. Stunned he took a step back. I threw him on the ground and grabbed his gun. Before I could think, I realized I had pulled the trigger and he was laying on the pavement.

"What have I done?" I screamed and ran over to the motionless body. I checked for a pulse but there was none. Tears poured out of my eyes. I would never kill anyone...... I couldn't control myself I never even meant to hurt him I was gonna let him take me in, but the next thing I knew was I punched him and the rest is fuzzy, all I know is I took a life and now I don't think I can live with it. I looked at the man. He was young. Probably about 25ish. His chocolate brown hair covered half of his face. I brushed it away.

"I'm so sorry" I whispered As I looked at the lifeless body. Then I heard sirins. I looked down at my hands. No no no no. I thought. I looked at the gun in my hand.

"What have I done?" I repeated angrily at myself. I got to my feet and ran out of the alleyway.

The power surged through my veins strong as ever. I don't remember anything that happend, but the next thing I knew I was back in a white room. I was cuffed to a chair. I prayed it was all a dream but I knew it wasn't.

"Your awake" said the man in front of me smiling gently.

"I'm so sorry" I whimpered, "I never meant to kill him!"

"It's ok Megan" he answered coolly, "you never meant to kill them"

"THEM?" I screamed cringing at the thought.

"Megan please calm down I know you don't remember....." He started

"How many did I kill?" I demanded interrupting him.

"Megan don't do that to urself....." He looked me in the eye

"Hoe many did I kill??!!" I repeated louder glaring at him.

He looked away and sighed. "6" he mumbled still not looking at me.

"6" I repeated with a gasp. I was a monster. I turned my head to see my bandaged up shoulder.

"Megan you where in a coma for 2 years before you woke up today, I need you to tell me anything and everything you remember" he said breaking the silence.

I stopped to think. I did not remember anything. Other than waking up in the white room strapped to the table..... And killing someone but 6? 6 lives where lost because of me.....

"I did not know my name till you told me" I sobbed.

He looked surprised.

"You don't remember me?" He gasped looking into my eyes. I tried to think. I thought as hard as I could.

"Should I?" I asked after a pause.

"Megan" he sighed, "I'm your brother, Joshua"

"What happend? What am I a killer?" I cryed. I paused to take a shaky breath. "Why can't I remember anything?"

He took a deep breath and started to speak. "Our father was a scientist. He TRYED an experiment on you. You had cancer....you only had a few months....." .He paused and took a deep breath, "it was supposed to help you"

I tried to remember. Something anything but I couldn't. Everything he told me just seemed like lost stories never to be recovered.

He began to talk again, "after he injected you with it, you started to do thinks and not remember them. You where...... Well..... Hurting people."

The last words wade me want to cry.

"Dad and mom died in a fire..... People from the government came......They locked you up and you fell into some sort of coma for two years..... Untill....."

He paused and looked up at me.

"Now" I muttered completing his sentence.

"Ya" he sighed

I looked away. This was too much to take in. Is this really happening? Maybe I'm I'm just dreaming......

"Please tell me this isn't real" I pleaded

"I'm sorry Meg" he answered, "it's not a dream"

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