Phantom Melodie D6 Fin

Who am I? Well that’s a good question. The truth is I’m not exactly sure. I’m just kind of making my way through life not really knowing who I truly am. I have a name yes but the name means nothing to me because no one ever uses it. To the doctors that run the tests on me, I am simply a number; 014. My true name is Phantom, like a ghost, because I move like a ghost, silently, and I appear inconspicuous. I am not the only child the doctor’s test but I am their main test subject, I am the one they usually run tests on. The tests they perform on me vary. Although, usually, they’re physical tests to test my reaction and how I deal with different situations. I wonder what they’ll use this information for.

The last time I was allowed to look in a mirror, I had short red hair although I’m not quite sure as to whether my eyes are green or blue because I am partially color blind, I can’t tell the difference between blue and yellow, which is unusual because it’s usually red and green people have issues with but not me, I’m special. I think someone said they were blue which would explain why I can’t tell. The doctors don’t seem to know that I’m colorblind (you would think they’d figure it out while running tests on me). My face was babyish but I think I’ve probably filled out a little bit, even though I’m only fourteen. My diet includes mostly proteins, red meats and lots of beans. Oh how much I hate beans. The doctor’s don’t understand that because they keep freaking feeding them to me. GAHHHH!! Often I’ll give my beans to one to the other kids, especially the younger kids who aren’t much older than twelve. Off topic, sorry, I get distracted easily.

When the doctor’s measured me last, I was 5’6” and I weighed a good 140 lbs. They’d consider that pretty healthy I guess, especially for a boy of 14. I’m not very well muscled, in fact I’m rather scrappy, not too strong and hardly even worthy of any attention yet I capture attention because of the simple fact that I am a test subject. It’s not that I have a shirt that says that or anything, people just know. I hear whispers all the time. “Look there’s that kid they do tests on” “Hey, look it’s the Lab rat” Those words would hurt anyone else but not me, I don’t really care what other people think about me. I hate my chest, it’s covered in scars from the fights I’ve gotten into before. I know most guys would wear them as badges of honour but I don’t, I see them as things to get rid of. They remind me of all the times I’ve failed to win and how many times I’ve fucked up.

When I’m not being tested, I prefer to dress in black, black pants, black shirt, and black sweater. I don’t like to draw attention to myself. I just want to get through life, (and maybe figure out who I am along the way). Whenever I am being tested, I wear whatever the doctors give me which is usually a pair of skin tight black pants and a skin tight black tank top. It’s easy to move in and it evaporates sweat quickly. My shoes vary from no shoes to running shoes to hiking boots depending on what sort of situation I’m in. If it’s a fight that I’m supposed to be in, the room is padded so that I won’t get seriously hurt but normally the room I live in is simple, four walls, a single bed, and a few things like a dresser and a single shelf.

In case you hadn't noticed, I'm hard to like. I'm quite the brat sometimes and I'm not always the nicest person. I've given the doctors quite a bit of trouble over my nine years of life here. I've got quite the attitude but why the doctors still put up with me is beyond me. They could always swap me out for someone else who's less problematic. I don't really know why they don't. Anyways, I like to draw on my off time. It lets me express myself. I have no interest whatsoever in going into Science because it's boring. I'd rather be an artist of some kind. (either that or a fighter). You see I like to fight. I don't know why but I do. The doctors actually encourage me to fight oddly enough. I don't mind it though, much. I'm a natural born fighter, always have been always will be.

My biggest fear in life is the doctors deciding they're finished with me. (Although, that won't happen until I turn 19 and am an adult). I dread that day when I'm no longer needed. I really want to be needed and I'm also afraid I will be reaped. I don't want to be reaped because I really don't think I could survive without the doctors. They haven't taught me to survive, only how to fight. I can't hunt or fish or make shelter or find shelter for that matter, I'm just someone who's vulnerable to the elements.

I'm decent at making friends, even though I try to stay unnoticed whenever possible. If that makes any sense. I'm not sure. I like to be around girls because they don't judge me as harshly as guys will. They're more sympathetic towards me because this life wasn't exactly my choice. I'm not going to complain though because the doctors have been pretty good to me since they brought me here nine years ago. The other test subjects are also pretty nice to me. I'm treated special, I've noticed, probably because I give the most conclusive data because I don't do anything without a reason, as pathetic as the reason may be I'll always have a reason for whatever I do.

I don't really remember much of my childhood. I know that my parents died in a fire and the doctors found me in an orphanage. In a sense, they saved me from a fate much worse than death. I would have been beaten at the orphanage and mistreated but instead, the doctors decided to rescue me. I'll be forever grateful to them. According to files, my parents names were Echo Melodie and Ghost Melodie. They were apparently workers in a lab when a terrible accident killed them. I don't know how much I believe that but whatever, it doesn't matter anymore. They aren't my parents.

Some of the other lab rats include Ariel Lostfallen, she's 14 and the sweetest girl I've ever met. She hates this place but will never tell anyone how much she hates it here. I'm one of the few people who actually knows. I don't know if I have any siblings, although apparently I do. I apparently have an older sister Rebecca although I've never met her. Maybe one day, we'll be reunited although I doubt it. If I haven't met her so far, chances are that she doesn't want anything to do with me. Whatever I don't care. I'm happy where I am right now.

The Doctor's names you're probably curious about. The main doctor, Dr. David, is like a father to me. He looks out for me and treats me more like a son than a test subject. His assisstan, Dr. Logan, is less like a father and more like a proper doctor, always keeping things professional about the whole thing. I don't mind, if he doesn't want to treat me as a son, that's fine, he's a terrible father anyways. The other doctors, Dr. Alicia and Dr. Amy, are like mothers. They're very loving and nurturing of us test subjects. I like Dr. Alicia although I hate her sometimes because she's the one who comes to tell us when we have a test of some sort. Anyways, I guess that's all there is to tell you about myself. Watch your step on the way out.

Codeword: odair
Notes: Phantom is done
Other: Woot woot, bio done in a few day^^