Jz-ahn
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"Cmon kitty kat... I want to show you something special." This was him, the one she put her trust in. This man, some called him Commander Grey, some called him Master, but to her he was Sprigga. The one man who showed her true love and emotion. And the one she put all her trust into. "You want to show me something?" She answered in response, "Is it something cool? Is it something sweet?" He smiled in response to her excitement and patted her head, "Oh you sweet child, no it's nothing like that. It's something... special." He continued to lead her through his mansion, taking her around the back and into a large building. Specifically over it, in a glass planed room showing the factory bellow. "What's this?" she asked him, "This my little Kitty Kat, is the factory. This is where we create the future of the Wano Planet." Lin looked through the window, looking down at the men and women who were creating the future. "Sprigga... They don't look happy. If they're creating the future shouldn't they be happy?" Sprigga paused for a moment and held her. "Oh, my child... They aren't. But, sometimes people need to suffer so that the future can proceed as planned. Sometimes you have to hurt others to help those who need it. Sometimes you even have to, well, kill. Do you understand what I'm saying Kitty Kat?" She looked him over and looked back at the facility, the rest of the slaves. This... This was wrong... She had to stop this, do something. "I-I don't think that-" She looked back over at him, and shivered once she saw the cold eyes that looked back at her. "I said, do you understand what I'm saying... kitty kat?" The world around them began to shake as he put his hands on her shoulders, practically digging his nails into her skin. "Y-You're hurting me." She whispered. But he only kept repeating the same phrase, over and over, it pounded against her eardrums and stabbed her heart. "Stop!" she yelled, tears rushing in her eyes.
Under the lights of the examination table, Doctors Rol and Pasca scanned her body head to toe using a hand-scanner. "Bone scan's clean." Doctor Rol stated flatly, his beard behind the face mask causing him a light itch. "Bio-Scans... Normal." Doctor Pasca replied, her hair rolled in a bun beneath her cap swaying gently on her head. "Hmmm... No signs of significant trauma." Rol said. "Correction. She's got a light concussion. Probably will have a nasty headache when she wakes up, but she won't be out much longer so we could start an IV drip now with pain ki-." Pasca retorted. But suddenly, she was back up. She lay still for a moment, recuperating from the memory that had formed in her mind. Or more of a dream, because the memory she held then was... tainted. When she decided to move raised her arm up, and grabbed the wrist of the doctor closest to her. She gritted her teeth and pulled herself up. "Who... Who are you?" she whispered, "Where am I? I got to... I've got to..." as she moved she attempted to pull herself out of the bed but instead ended up crashing into the floor. "Fucking hell!" she hissed, feeling her brain shake. What the hell happened? She remembers setting course to the closest planet... It was this planet wasn't it? She hit her head, fell unconscious, okay... okay... "Move!" she hissed, pushing the doctor away and making her way to the door.
Once she reached it, despite the doctors trying to get her to stop, she persisted onward. Ignoring the pain, ignoring the hurt, she pressed her foot against the door and kicked it in. The metal flew off of its hinges, and there she was standing in it's doorway. This was bad, very, very bad. Saiyans were undoubtedly strong, if she got into a battle with an actual warrior, she could die before she paid off the debt! That could not happen, no matter the cost. Although as she ran the pain only grew more and more intense, and she fell to her knees at the waiting room.
Under the lights of the examination table, Doctors Rol and Pasca scanned her body head to toe using a hand-scanner. "Bone scan's clean." Doctor Rol stated flatly, his beard behind the face mask causing him a light itch. "Bio-Scans... Normal." Doctor Pasca replied, her hair rolled in a bun beneath her cap swaying gently on her head. "Hmmm... No signs of significant trauma." Rol said. "Correction. She's got a light concussion. Probably will have a nasty headache when she wakes up, but she won't be out much longer so we could start an IV drip now with pain ki-." Pasca retorted. But suddenly, she was back up. She lay still for a moment, recuperating from the memory that had formed in her mind. Or more of a dream, because the memory she held then was... tainted. When she decided to move raised her arm up, and grabbed the wrist of the doctor closest to her. She gritted her teeth and pulled herself up. "Who... Who are you?" she whispered, "Where am I? I got to... I've got to..." as she moved she attempted to pull herself out of the bed but instead ended up crashing into the floor. "Fucking hell!" she hissed, feeling her brain shake. What the hell happened? She remembers setting course to the closest planet... It was this planet wasn't it? She hit her head, fell unconscious, okay... okay... "Move!" she hissed, pushing the doctor away and making her way to the door.
Once she reached it, despite the doctors trying to get her to stop, she persisted onward. Ignoring the pain, ignoring the hurt, she pressed her foot against the door and kicked it in. The metal flew off of its hinges, and there she was standing in it's doorway. This was bad, very, very bad. Saiyans were undoubtedly strong, if she got into a battle with an actual warrior, she could die before she paid off the debt! That could not happen, no matter the cost. Although as she ran the pain only grew more and more intense, and she fell to her knees at the waiting room.