Part 1-Abbys perspective:

“So we don’t have all the victims anymore?!” Dr. Burt grabbed his soldier by the neck. “How could you let this happen?! The auction was set for tomorrow and now we’re missing an experiment!” In the meantime I, Abby Archer, was sitting in Dr. Burts lab chair listening in. Dr. Burt is my uncle who took me in when my dad died in a car crash. He loves me, I think.

“It wasn’t my- faaaaault!!” The soldier mustered painfully from my Uncles grasp. “You gave him invisibility!” My Uncle grabbed the soldiers gun. I plugged my ears, knowing what was about to happen. It’s not new, every week a doctor or soldier disappoints the boss, and now this soldier was going to pay. The shot rung through the secret underground lab and I could feel the floor shake as the soldier dropped.

This morning, one of the 6 human experiments got out of the lab right before the auction. Dr. Burt was going to make so much money, illegally, but he was going to give me some. I am only 15, but I’d like to call myself innocent. I don’t have a job around here so I can’t get in trouble, right?

“Abby come over” my Uncle snapped. With my programmed lightning quick movement, I zipped over in less than a second. He frowned and grabbed my wrist, examining the screen imbedded in my skin.

“Heart rate: normal. Health: normal. Energy: normal. Blah blah blah” he looked at me closely. Gross, he smells like antiseptic. “Since my little invisibility boy went missing, i need another superhuman to sell” he grabs a long needle from a drawer and fills it with liquid. I think nothing of it, my Uncle loves me. He slides his chair back to me and holds the needle up. “People will love your lightning quick ability, so I will need to use it.” And with that, he injects the needle in my arm. I try to pull away in fear, but his chubby hands hold tight on to me.

“Uncle Burt what is that!” I say but feel suddenly drowsy. I know I could probably kick him faster than he could ever believe, but sleep washed over me and I could barely move. “You said you’d give me money! We were a team!” I closed my eyes.

“Why share when I can sell you for more money! I’m a genius! Your my first ever successful superhuman, Experiment 1. Finally, you can meet the other test subjects since your one of them now” uncle says and beckons a guard to pick me up. I feel rage, pure anger. What a traitor. And now I’m going to be sold to some creepy millionaire. My last thoughts were murder, until I fell asleep for a while.

To be continued…