"Sorry, we got orders to let no one inside, until the situation is under control." Said one of the guards by the door. " Orders!? Do have any idea who i am?" Snarled Miller. "Yes, i do Mr Miller." Replied the guard frustrated. Why couldn't these fucking suits ever listen?<br/>"These orders come from the higher ups, no one is to enter here until, I'm ordered otherwise."<br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Cat. a small domesticated carnivore...<br/><br/>Human. consisting of people: the human race. ...<br/><br/>Road. a long, narrow stretch with a smoothed or paved surface, made for traveling by motor vehicle, carriage, etc., between two or more points...<br/><br/>These were just a handful, of the images that constantly repeated in Gia's mind. Alone they made no sense, but as it had gone on she started to puzzle the word and images together, slowly forming thoughts. She'd started to wonder what she was... Was she a cat or a human, she thought to herself...Was she anything at all? She kept seeing these images, kept hearing the words, but she could never act. All she could do is sit back and.....<br/><br/>"<em>We cannot be afraid.</em>"<br/><br/>Her eyes flew open, she felt her entire body shaking. "What is this!?" she thought to herself. This wasn't another image, she could feel, she could move. Four things stared at her bewildered. "Humans." she thought to herself.<br/><br/>"<em>Expand.  Past the walls.  Past Papa.  See without eyes.  Hear without ears.  Feel without flesh.</em>"<br/><br/>She heard the voice call again. Gia began to struggle, punishing the tank walls, over and over again. "I thought she wouldn't be up for another couple of weeks?" one of the escort asked, terrified of the object in the tank. It was no hideous monster to be sure, aside from the green coloration, she looked very much like a fair, beautiful woman. But what got him, was her eyes, dark red filled with rage. Miller chuckled amused by Gia's resistance.<br/>"Well look like shes ready earlier then expected." He looked over the three guards, who readied their guns. "Relax will you? Thats military grade glass, nothing short of a tank can---."<br/><br/>He stoped as the tank began to crack, each blow now expanding the cracks, small streams of water started to leak threw. The men readied their weapons. "Don't shoot her! Shes worth more then all of your lives put thogether! Capture her ali---" With that the glass broke.<br/>Leaping towards miller, she grabbed hold of his neck and launched him towards a guard to her left. Why was she attacking them she wondered. The images had told her to, protect and serve humans...Yet this voice was telling her otherwise.<br/><br/>Ignoring Millers command, the two remaining guards opened fire, with little effect.<br/>Her skin was thick, and she was more plant then human, no vital organs aside from the brain to damage. She leaped forward again, grabbing the two guards by the head, she squeezed down with inhumane strength, making them scream out in pain as their skulls were crushed.<br/>She looked over at the other two for a moment. Miller was dead, the last guard merely unconscious. There was no need to kill him. She was more concerned with the voice.<br/><br/>"<em>Thousands of minds.  Touch each in turn.  Papa is not among them. </em>"<br/><br/>"Door." she said to herself. "A movable, usually solid, barrier for opening and closing an entrance way." She ran her hand over the door, exited. She'd often seen the image of a door, but it wasn't until now she could feel it. She smiled softly, at the sensation.<br/><br/>"<em>What are you, Papa?</em>"<br/><br/>"Its not here." Gia thought. She didn't know how, but she felt as whatever was calling her, was not in this building.<br/>She'd have to get out of here and find whatever was calling her. Perhaps it would have some answers.<br/>"Disguise"She said to herself looking down on the guards.<br/>" To change the appearance or guise of so as to conceal identity or mislead, as by means of deceptive garb." Tough young, she realized, she wouldn't simply walk out of here. But the security could. It didn't take her long to strip one of the dead guards, and put on his equipment.<br/><br/>It was a rather poor disguise really, you could still see her green neck and face, as she didn't bother to cover that up.<br/>None the less, she managed to simply walk out of the complex, without much notice. Some looked thoughtfully at the woman with green hair, walking at thew the hall.<br/>Seemed like someone you'd remember. But with all the labs in chaos, they had other things to focus on.