Lucy Toxin lies on a stone bench outside the girls dorm, Her hands folded over her stomach and her eyes closed, in the warm sunshine. Her long red and blue highlighted hair hanging over the edge and almost touching the ground. She wore a pair of blue skinny jeans, a ripped grey tee-shirt and her black converse. Her black cat ears flicked softly as she listened to the sounds around her and her tail waved gently over the edge of the stone bench. A soft wind blew ruffling her hair and clothes.<br/><br/>She remembered her first day here...<br/><br/>The orphanage had brought her here on her tenth birthday. The place seemed like a nice and normal boarding school. The bricks a soft beige, two double wooden doors with "Blooming Rose" written above them, a small flower garden along the walk-way. It all seemed so promising. But it wasn't long before the tests started.<br/>It started with a simple check up once a month, then once a week, then once a day before telling her she needed to have surgery. That something was wrong. The truth was, every thing was fine. perfect infact. she was ready for the alterations she had been brought here for. When she woke up a few days later she was in a separate building then the one she was used to. Pain filled her every movement as her body adjusted to the additions.<br/>Once she was able to move without pain she was admitted into the world she now belonged to. The experiments. A special part of the large building cut off from 'normal' peoples view. Not everyone's body adapts to the additions. she's seen what happens when the body rejects them a few times and prays with every passing day her body does not reject them.<br/><br/>She sighed softly pulling herself from her thoughts and opening her grey eyes and looking up at the clear blue sky.