The sun shown brightly down on the tiny farm on the western edge of the large city beyound the boarder. No one really called it by anything other then Avalon Acres, it was a simple and small farm, maybe three horses, two goats, a handfull of chickens, and a pig. However this farm was no ordinary place, the owner had been a world renowed scientist, forced to leave the labs due to his experiments. Many believed him to be mad and so he was dissmissed back to work on his lonely farm. Thiough he himself had built a hidden set of labs under his barn, down in the celler of the basements in a far back room. This is where they came to life.<br/><br/>Dr. Boller, worked tiredlessly day and night to mix and combine genetics. Using the most onsord mixtures when dealing with his creatures. All failed horribly, they were as if the fabled monster Frankenstien had come to truth, only to die repetitively after his first few breaths. This book, that book of said fable and horrifying monster, drove the Dr. to make his own creation. However after releizing he could not create life on its own he began taking parts from a local cemetary, carefully cutting and finding just the right parts to make his creation.<br/><br/>The arms of a small girl, the legs of her twin, the face of a todler, the torso of a beautiful 18yr old woman, and the then to the pet greysites, some ears, and a tail. The brain and organs were manufactured by his hands carefully, using something he could not explain, twas a slight voice in the back of his head instructing him on ther proper way to make these pieces work. The voice was proud as the once dead flesh began to grow and attach itself. However only one piece would not properly work. The right eye, no matter the effort put into it, the eye never would stay in place, however this was easily fixed with a bandage wrapped tightly. Three years till her body was done, and the nerves in the intelegent mind were sparking relaying information. The Dr. was pleased.<br/><br/>Many heard about this strange hybrid, She was beautiful and obidient, strong willed and cunning, her price, more then buying the entire country of China. Her papers had been drawn up and the man waited greedily as offers came, more of these such things began coming as her odd abilities, unfolded. Her good eye would flash a color and objects would hover or move around freely on thier own or where she willed them. She could change someone's emotion temporarily. She could be a weapon if need be. However everynight her abilities seem to vanish and she was left helpless.<br/><br/>On such a night a man came, burning the building and farm she called home to the ground, her master and maker, burned in a firey pit of red ashes. Her life then on would be a nightmare. If she was in pain she could not focus hard enough on her abilities, so her life became focused around keeping her in pain. Her new owner, carried her papers protectively in tow. Keeping her locked away in a small dog crate if he were not thier. He dressed her to his sexual desires and played with her. Keeping some part of her injured at all times. He did not trust her in the least. This hell was were she spent the majority of her life to this point. Finally though she had enough and took a chance to free herself.<br/><br/>Despite a blow to the head just an hour before and a shot several times to tghe leg this hybrid managed to run her self to a place she hoped would be free. The dogs of the estate however knew different;y, they howled and barked till attention had been recieved, at this point they were freed to persue thier missing prey. She ran stumbling repetitively over the cold ground. Her body made of once dead parts worked hard to keep her upright, the muscles not ment to hold her up burned with her 6pound weight. Yet she kept running. Her body making mistakes as she slid down several hills and fell into numerous puddles, the pain was horrindous. What was worse, she didn't know anything about the outside world. She had been kept her entire life on a collar and chain she would die on her own very quickly.<br/><br/>Finally on a place to rest the exaustion settled into her, gasping for breath her mind racing on the terror heading her way, no matter how she moved it hurt and she was getting weaker by the moment, the life given to her fading away, till the crunching of the snow, what a glorious sound it was. It made her so thrilled, she gave all she had left to get to it, her mind and world fading to a darkness, sillueted by a man leaning over her.<br/><br/>It was two days later before her eye blinked open, the wound on her lef healed, her stomach growling with a deep hunger and need. Forcefully she heaved her body to a sitting up position and looked around. The place was warm and comfy and very nice, nicer then she ever remembered being in. Her voice was very faint and gentle "H...hello?" is mewed weakly as she looked around fearfully, would this place be safe or would she be back where she started? And if so would she make it or end her life, on her own?