WDYD

*she feels something prick her neck*

?: Wha-
*She turns around*

*there is a dart in her neck*

?: What? *She takes it out* Hm. Stupid. *She puts it on the ground and stomps on it*

*she begins to feel tired and her vision blurs, she sees two people in grey suits running towards her*

?: Huh...? *She falls to the ground* Who...?

*she feels them pulling her to her feet as everything goes back*

(my poor smol bean ;w;)

(F)
*when she wakes up she is in an uncomfortable creaky bed in a small cramped concrete room. She is wearing a grey jumpsuit with iron cuffs on her wrist*

?: *Gasp* Where’s Mari?! HEY!!

*there is no window but there is an iron door*

*She walks up to the door, and starts kicking it, making some dents*
?: HEY!

*Two men open the door*

?: Hey! Where’s my stuffed animal?! You can’t just take her and think you’re gonna get away with it!

Person1: It’s with your other stuff.

?: Give it to me! Why am I even here!

Person1: You won’t be getting it back.

?: Give it me now!!! *She stomps and cracks the floor*

Person2: *takes out a remote and ? Feels a wave of weakness crash over them* Let’s get her ready for surgery

?: What the heck?!

Person1: *grabs her by the arm and pulls her down the concrete hallway, there are other iron doors in it* Put a report in for that room to be repaired while she is in surgery
Person2: Mk

?: Let me go! *She tries kicking him and punching him*

Person2: *does something with the remote and ? Feels even weaker*

?: *She gives up and just walks with them* What am I even doing here?

Person2: You are a member of group 5048.

?: Am I supposed to know what that is? Cause I don’t.

Person2: You will

?: Well can I know now?

Person2: No, it will be in your briefing

?: What’s a briefing?

Person2: You will see.

? Hmph. *She looks around*

*they take her into a room with some sort of surgery table*

*She starts trying to back away from it*

*they hold her firm*

?: I don’t wanna go on there! *She starts stomping again*

Person2: *takes the remote out*

*She stomps lightly*

Person2: *presses something and she gets so weak she can barely stand*

?: What... the... heck...

Person1: *drags them over to the table+

?: No..

Person1: Get on the table

?: Why...?

Person1: If you don’t we will put you there ourselves

*She struggles to get on, but she does*
?: Ugh..

Person2: *presses something on the remote and the wrist cuffs suddenly attach to the table restraining her*

?: What the-?

Person2: Let’s go tell the surgeon she is ready

?: What’re you gonna do to me?!

Person2: *leaves*
Person1: Nothing, we are surgeons *leaves*

Aren’t*

*She tries getting out, by stomping the table and trying to rip cuffs off*

*she is to weak*

?: Gosh darn it. *She lays down in defeat*

*someone walks in, they are wearing a black jumpsuit, they have gloves on as well and they are wearing a black surgical mask+

?: Wow. Someone looks emo.

Surgeon: *closes and locks the door behin her*

*? sits up*
?: So, what’re you gonna do?

Surgeon: Implant a chip

?: For what?

Surgeon: Control

?: Why?

Surgeon: It will allow us to make sure you don’t cause a problem

?: Why? I’m not very useful.

Surgeon: You will be

?: How?

Surgeon: When you are older you will work for us

?: But what if i don’t want to?

Surgeon: *chuckles* The entire point of the chip is you won’t have a choice

?: But... what if it’s defective? and doesn’t work? Then what will you do?

Surgeon: Extract it and insert another chip

?: What if i don’t let you? what if i escape in time?

Surgeon: statistically impossible

?: Well sometimes statistics are wrong, so.

Surgeon: Only one person has been able to escape service, they where termination soon after

?: Hmph.

Surgeon: Chips have malfunctioned a total of six times, the first managed to escape service. The one who was terminated. The second turned themselves in for a new chip. The third was terminated while attempting escape. The forth and fifth where caught and rechipped before leaving the area, and the sixth didn’t make it out of the room before getting caught

?: Well then I’ll be the first to successfully escape.

Surgeon: Our security measures have increased greatly since the first was able to escape

?: Oh well. Won’t stop me.

Surgeon: *picks up a shot* Millions of children have come before and only six malfunctioned

?: I’ll be the seventh.

Surgeon: *injects ?* Sure

?: What’s this-?

Surgeon: It’ll keep you unconscious during the surgery, it would be pretty painful to be awake
*she feels tired*

?: What if.. i... don’t want.. surgery...?

Surgeon: You’ll get it anyway

*She falls asleep*
(MY SMOL BEAN NOOOO-)

*she wakes up a few hours later*

?: Huh...?

*she is no longer restrained to the table*

?: Huh... *she goes up to the door and opens it*

*it’s still locked*
Surgeon: -.-

?: God d*mn it. I wa shaping i’d just walk out of here.

Surgeon: Not until I ensure your chip is functional

*? tries kicked down the door again*

*there is suddenly a giant head splitting pain her her skull, it feels like her head is splitting in two*

?: AH-
*She bangs her head on the door instead*

*her entire body goes limp*
Surgeon: Told you it would work

?: Ugh.

*the headache goes away*
Surgeon: Stand up
*she stands up without wanting to*

Was hoping*

*She sticks her tongue out at them*

Surgeon: -.-

?: Hmph.

Surgeon: *unlocks the door*

?: FREEDOM-

Surgeon: Go to your room
*she begins to walk down the concrete hallway without her own permission*

?: EVIL-
IM POSSESSED WITH SOMETHING-

Surgeon: That’s your chip

?: EVILLLL

*she walks to her room, it has been repaired*

?: Ugh. *She looks around her room*

*it is back to normal, the door locks behind her*
*she is able to move on her own now*

*She starts stomping on the door again*

*when she stomps on the door she feels burning pain shooting up her leg as if she hit lava*

?: AH! WHAT THE-

*it wears off after a minute*

?: What the heck was that?!

*no answer*

?: Where is my stuffed animal?! Hey!!! *She stomps on the floor*

*still nothing*

?: Hmph. *She starts screaming loudly*

*when she screams searing hot pain explodes in her head*

*She continues screaming, trying to ignore the pain*

*the pain grows worse*

*She is now screaming because of the pain*

*the pain goes away*

?: What...?

*nothing*

*She starts stomping on the door again*

*burning pain shoots up her legs as if she hit lava again*

*She falls to the ground, then goes to a wall and kicks it*

*it has the same affect*

?: Darn it! Hmph. Hey! Let me out! Or at least give me my stuffed animal!!!

*an hour later the two men come back*

*Shes sitting on the ground, talking to someone*

Person1: Hey

?: What?

Person1: It’s time for the briefing

?: Do you mean another surgery? Cause that’s what you said last time.

Person1: No

*She looks confused *

Person2: I’ll just let her chip take her

?: Hmph.

*she begins to walk down the hallway*

?: B*tch..

*she is walking*

?: Where am i even going?