<em>“KATHLEEN RUN AWAY” a voice came out as she was on her room, the voice of her mother who was crawling up the stairs with blood trailing a path as she tried her best to get to her daughter’s room. Kathleen rushed outside her room to see her mother with her last desperate efforts succumb down to the floor. Rushing to her mother she picked her up and placed her on her lap, “Mom… please don’t go… I…I don’t know what to do… Please mom don’t leave me….”. Her mother groaned and raised a bloody hand to slowly caress her own daughters face, “D..Dear Kat… I…I will always be with you”. Her hand trailed down to the girls chest, “In here….” Then it went up to her head, “and in here”. The hand from her mother dropped down as her life slipped away from her. Tears flew down from the girls eyes as she began screaming her mothers name. Hugging the dead body of her own mother she cried her heart out as she heard footsteps going upstairs, two men in swat suits entered the building and tried to remove the girl from the body of her mother. The girl screamed and screamed she did not wanted to be separated from her mother. One of the soldiers grabbed his weapon and pointed right to the girls head, pure fear was obvious on the girl as she looked at the barrel of the gun and time slowed down, she saw the finger of the man pull the trigger, the bullet began to move forward as she let out a sharp scream then everything went black.</em><br/><br/>She opened her eyes, she was on something warm, it was a bed. She looked around and instantly sat down on the bed. On her arm was some sort of drug dropping into her veins, instantly she ripped it out from her arm and fell down to the floor. Her body was still weak because of the lack of food, she looked around and the only thing she could see to use as a weapon was the bloody needle she just ripped out from her arm. Grabbing the needle she crawled to the door and tried to open it. The door was closed and she was trapped in yet another room. She whimpered to herself as she tried to identify the room she was in, it was obviously not the cell room she used to be in or any other room she was forced to stay in the facility. She cried out as she thought that she would be the subject again to more torture and pain coming from the hands of those men. A freak like her should not exist, after all that was what she was told time and time again, the only purpose to a freak of nature like her was to locate other freaks of nature and let the government capture them.<br/><br/>She did not knew where she was at, the only thing she knew was that she needed to protect herself from those mad men. Crawling under the bed she held the needle close to her body so if anybody came near her she could stick the needle on their skin and run away, it would not hurt much but the distraction could serve as a way for her to run away. Groaning she looked at the lower part of the door and waited for somebody to arrive.<br/>