This is the authentic page for the story I've been working on since last year (11/26/13). I'm not posting the whole thing at once because it's not all ready yet so i will try my best to post parts of it everyday also Thank You geekiechick for your help. And also sorry in advance for the text color and misspells Now without further ado let's start the show!

Part 1

My name is A-7029 but I refuse to use that “name” so people call me Brooklyn or Brook for short. I am nineteen years old and African American. My hair is an auburn color I also have my name (A-7029) tattooed to my left arm. We all have our numbers tattooed to our body. I have been in the facility since I was 11 along with a few friends. I have no memory of who I was before I got to the Facility, None of us do but our first priority after we left the facility was to find a home where we would fit in. Now without further ado welcome to my “happy” yet crazy life story.

They cannot keep me contained. I refuse to be contained like the animal they treat me, treat us, they work us till we either pass out or die. About over a thousand of us have already perished and it’s all because of them I never get to feel the sunlight on my skin and the only time I do is when they force me to fight one of their mutants to the death. Most of us don’t make it we either die of an injection that was too strong for us, or we die by getting torn to pieces from the mutants. I sit in my cage and wait... Wait for one of them to come and get me. I hear the door open with a very long creaking sound. Instead of it being one of them it is a figure. A figure in the shape of a teenage boy. He reaches out for me I flinch to the back of my cage. But something told me I could trust him. His warm hand is reaching out for me calling for me to grab it and I do. He then pulls me out of the cage and holds me close to him. But I still cannot make out his face.
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang* “A-7029 WAKE UP NOW!” the voice of my doctor, Dr.F, startles me awake “You are due for testing today A-7029 in the play room”. The “Play Room” is code for E.M.T.R or early morning testing room. “Good morning Brook” a young voice chimes to me. “Good morning freckles”. Freckles real name is Victoria, I call her freckles because of the row of freckles across her face her hair is light brown and her skin is the color of caramel. For our names we just use names that we read in books. “T-8079 I need you to focus” Her doctor which is a lady says. Her name is Dr.E. “Yes ma’am” she says and with that she pokes a hamster that’s in a cage sleeping and starts taking form of a hamster. She then crawls into a tube that is connected to a maze of tubes. “This morning A-7029 I want you to lift these items” he then shoves numerous things in front of me. I look down at the items in front of me. The usual items: A colorful cube, balls connected to each other by a straw, a toy mouse, and something new! A pencil. I sigh looking at the items. “These are the same things you have been making me lift since I was eleven.”

“And?” he says
“Can’t I try lifting the table?”
“No”
“Can I try lifting you?”
“A-7029-“
“Please I know I can do it!”

“A-7029 for the last time No! We have this conversation every Day and we have the same argument EVERY DAY! Now levitate these items!” I slump in my chair and levitate them while he writes down some notes. A nurse injects my arm with a strangely colored serum. The injection, like past injections, stings but by now I’m used to it. The door opens and Torch walks in. “Mornin’ guys” he says “Torch!” Victoria squeaks (because she is still in hamster form) “Morning!” he replies “Morning Brook” he says “Hey Torch” I say. Torch is Victoria’s older brother. He is eighteen years old, has jet black hair that he always keeps straight back and his skin is the color of caramel like his sister, he has stubbles on his face and He always has a pair of goggles on. “X-1001 pay attention to the screen” “*Sigh* fine… Whatever” he mumbles so he starts watching this screen with images going slow and then start speeding up. After I’m done lifting the usual objects Dr.F tells me that we are going to try something different he puts a huge cinder block in front of me and tells me to levitate and throw it. “Happy now?” Dr.F asks me I shrug and say with a light smile “A little bit”
A few hours later we’re outside and are all lined up for daily training with the mutants. Alice, is blonde haired fifteen year old who has a British accent and she is deaf, “G’morning all” she says “Hey Alice” Torch says “Hi Alice!” Victoria says. ”Does anyone know what we’re doing today?” Alice asks we all say no “well then let’s see what we’re doing today” she says. Her eyes start glowing a fiery red. When her eyes start glowing that’s when you know that she is reading someone’s mind. “Hmmm” She says “they’re not really saying much…” that is the only way she can communicate with any of us because she is deaf, besides- “Gabriel!!” Victoria shouts. Gabriel is the silent one in the group his number is Z-5099 he rarely speaks but when he does a lot of crazy stuff starts happening. “Good morning Alice.” He says. She turns her head to him and says “Good Morning” I see her blush a little. “Alright everyone line up” I hear Dr.F say we all line up in the usual order I look down at the ground “Today we’re going to start with the usual exercises. So everyone get ready” I look over at Victoria and ask “Got my back like usual?” she smiles and nods.