Alpha: Wishing for a Night sky

I don't know if it was night or day, I have never seen them. I was a young little kid, wearing a plain dress waiting in line amongst the fellow kids around me.

We were heading home, to the room where we were locked up.

There was a kid the same age and gender as me, she has short hair and green eyes, she's lively. Not like me whose smiles were never seen.

I lost 2 of my fingers, my middle and my ring finger. I don't know why they took it but it hurt like crazy.

They say tomorrow, they'll take away my left eye.

The very next night. Though I don't know if it was already night. We all headed to our room.

My left eye is gone. My eye socket was patched in cotton cloth. I don't know why they did that but it did not hurt.

The girl inside that shares the same room as me had two of her fingers gone. But she was smiling, while tears in her eyes were dropping.

The next year. I don't know how old I am or how years work, but if I count when the last time I had my left eye gone. It was 365 days.

An adult person looked at me and told me. "Wanna Learn Magic?"

I don't know what magic is or what it does, but it seems like it was something to make me better.

They brought me to a room full of people wearing blue green coats and masks.

Who are they? I ask. I was then put and layed down on the bed. My hands are tied and my mouth is sealed. Unlike the last time, they didn't bother to make me sleep.

My memory was hazy due to the pain that these people did to me. They were dissecting my insides, putting holes on my hands and feet, making me feel the pain that leaves a trauma to me.

Why did they do this? What have I done to deserve this? Where are my mama and papa, why did they give me to these people?

Am I a Bad girl?

The next day, I was put in a different room, all alone, my body and head were covered in stitches, but I did not cry.

I felt a warm but nauseous feeling in my head. What was that? I ask. But I stopped being curious about it.

I've Blanked my emotions, and do everything these people want me to do now. I don't care anymore, please do not hurt me.

3 months after that, I was put in a different room, completely dark that I can't even see anything now.

All I wished for was to see a light, and there the palms of my hands showed light in response to my wishes.

I was happy. My wish came true. The next day, I wished that I could see my roommate again.

But that wish did not happen, why?

Another year alone, I forgot how to speak anymore. I only use my mouth to eat foods trying to survive.

Where is everybody? Please save me here, I don't want here anymore, my mind can't take it, I'm going crazy.

I can't stop it, Help! Anyone! Help!

And that was the day I saw the Ceiling inside my room cut in half.

Not just my room but the entire laboratory was cut, multiple explosions can be heard all over the place.

I covered my ear to protect my ear drums, sounds of crying kids and the breaths of the dying adults echoed in the place.

I looked up as I noticed a Shadow trampling me. There I looked.

"Don't worry, I've come to save you."

There was a Hero.