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In that time, a lot of tests have been volatile. Nothing seriously injured me, but i had the occasional wound here and there. All of it had fully vanished by this point though. There is not much to tell.\nAside from a noteworthy lower amount of tests with that dick of a scientist that keeps trying to hurt me on purpose, i could start to feel a difference. … My life seemed to grow weaker. Of course, not physically, but … i just cant anymore. My head is giving out, all this is just gonna leave me pass out one day and … well, maybe its finally over...\n\nOne night, i was woken up by the door, that always gave a alarm when it was opened to make sure i was awake when testing. Of course, i sat up, almost waiting for what test was coming this time. However, once the door opened, i was greeted by a … rather annoyed looking husky... It was the very person that couldn't stand me. Though instead of some insult or smug expression, he just nodded his head to the side, as if to tell me to get up. “Come, something to do for you.”\nOf course, i did so. … I avoided saying a word as well, just … not wanting to be in pain for once...\n\nOut of my room, I followed the guy along the halls. “No testing, I need someone to carry stuff. Also no, this was not planed, no one but me is here. … You better don't get any ideas. The exit door is locked and you don't know the combination anyway. Not to mention, people will know where you are and cameras are everywhere. Its just a lot of pain, even if you somehow were able to get past me.” he explained thoroughly with a bored expression.\nHe was right, they could easily find out when I knock this guy out out here and shock me in no time.\n\nWe got to some boxes, presumably full of mechanical stuff that they need. Just as he told me to, I lifted those boxes. If I dropped them, he would punish me quite heavily and I would probably hurt myself in the process too, so nothing to be done about it. Following him, I delivered the box to the storage room. That room had a lot of shelves with devices. … Not only prototypes. Some where the refined, market-ready versions. Though like most things, it doesn't matter. I then repeated the task two more times. Though I could swear … each time I leaned over to pick up one of those boxes and looked back, that guy smirked at starred at me... I don't think I have to point out what kind of creep that seems to be.\nOnce I delivered the boxes, he applauded me in a mocking fashion: “Goood boy! Even a blind dog can find a treat here and there, eh? … Or however that saying went. Now, since you were so good, I will make a exception and … “Stay professional”. Lets get you back to bed so I don't have to resist the urge to kick your face in any longer...”\nAgain, I didn't care about their words. We all know he hates me, who cares. So I followed, quietly and without resistance. Once in the doorway however, … things took a turn that I had not imagined this would ever go to!\n\nI felt a hand on my back, pushing me inside my room. … But it wasn't just a push for me to hurry and get in. The guy … followed me. … And the door shut behind him. Confused, I looked back, seeing only a smirk of his. … But for once, I actually grew scared again. Was this fucking asshole really...?\nOnce I was turned and pushed onto my bed, I could stop asking myself any further. The husky followed me, grabbing my wrists as I tried to protest. He was stronger than me of course, so I had no chance to get him to stop. The guy then brought my hands up above my head, where he held them in place with just one of his disgusting ones...\n“Hm, why so quiet today? … Have you finally accepted your place? Your place beneath all of us? As a tool? … A object? No matter, I have found you quite annoying. Thanks to your wimpy cries, these idiots wont let me have my fun anymore! So I have to take this in my own hands~” he said to me, that face he made confirming my suspicions. \n\nI squirmed, trying my damnedest to escape or stop him, but he then sent a shock through my collar! A brief one, but it got the point across.\n“Watch what you do and I wont shock you. Be a good boy, and this will go smoothly~” the bastard said.\nMy body shaking, eyes shut and my teeth clenched, trying to hold back words and anger as best as I could. … I didn't want this! My pride was all I had left after all! But … he didn't stop. I felt that free hand, sliding over my body. My chest, my sides, my hips, thighs … soon holding nothing back. Though as his hands brushed over the bulge of my crotch, with these boxers giving me one even when not aroused, he soon went further down. I hated every moment of this! I want to kill this guy! I want him to suffer! … I want him to stop...\n“Well, these clothes sure have a upside, don't they? I don't even have to take em off and already get a good idea of everything you got for me.” were his stupid words.\nMy eyes opened and I looked down at his hand, as well as my ears perking up, once I felt a finger, tap right on my … rear-entrance. This pervert had no shame! Lucky me the boxers where still there, but … for how long?\n“Lets stop wasting time. We gotta see just how much of a bitch you really are.” he taunted, slipping his hand over my crotch once more, before then hooking his fingers under my boxers. Seems like there was nothing to be done about it...\n… No, I cant let this happen! I wont let a monster like this touch me any further! But... what is there I could do? Squirming, kicking, rolling... nothing worked. He was more than prepared for any of that and that grasp on my wrists was too tight to do anything about it...\n\nSuddenly, it dawned on me! … He … made a mistake. … My arm...\nWith this sudden realization, I used the fail-safe of the device, turning it off with a sudden twist of my hand, that would easily dislocate that fake one. This deactivated the projected energy, freeing my left arm! Reforming it immediately, the husky didn't even know what hit him! He was so lost in his lust, that the reformed arm of mine easily hit that ugly face of his! Grabbing on to the side of his neck, I pushed him far enough away, using the element of surprise. With all my force, I pushed the fucker off! \nMore or less accidentally, I forced him to tumble, hitting his head against the shelf of the room. Getting up, I used the moment he was dizzy to punch him straight in the face! With all the remaining strength I had! The impact smacked his head against the edge of the shelf again, knocking him not only out cold, but also leaving a bloody wound on the back of his head!\nHe slumped onto the floor, bleeding quite a bit. I knew he was still breathing though.\nWhat was I gonna do now? Still in shock, I was panting, hand on my chest, I was scared, but also relieved I escaped that attempted rape... I could just get rid of this fucker here and now! … No...\nJust moments later, my survival instincts kicked in! My mind revitalized by the Adrenalin rushing through me. This was it! The guy was in my room. They weren't going to see him passed out on the floor randomly. My chance! I had one attempt … one attempt of regaining my life. And it would take everything I have to offer!\n\nHitting the button, I checked for the cameras. Even though I never got to finish school, my knowledge and logic was not at all worthless. Sneaking past the view of the cams as best as I could, just to make sure no one could happen to glance over them at the time, I made my way to the room from earlier. There were a lot of devices there. Equipping those anti-gravity belts from last month, I also took a bunch of other tools, all of which I would carry … well, in my underwear. … Gonna judge me on that? They stick on the sides and front, so say whatever you like!\nI also managed to add a shield generator to my right arm and most importantly: a multi-functional electronics and mechanics tool. … Just call it a high tech screwdriver. This thing was my way out!\n\nOnce Having all those items with me, I made my way towards the exit door. As stealthy as possible of course. Now, all that was between me and freedom, was the lock.\nA number code was necessary to open up. I had no idea what that could be, so I simply rammed the screwdriver into some slits, opening the thing up! Hacking wasn't exactly what I learned back in the day, but I knew how this stuff worked! Though after a bit of trying to fiddle with the lock's mechanical parts, I eventually ended up setting off the alarm!\n\nThis was bad. Very bad. If they got up, they could easily just shock me into submission! After hitting a bunch of buttons, I eventually grew fed up and desperate! Activating the shield generator and grabbing the screwdriver again, I turned the setting to a pointy drill, and rammed it straight into the machinery! The result, was a lot of of sparks! Electric bolts flying everywhere! I was safe thanks to the force-field and my plan actually worked! The door opened!\nYou may thing this makes no sense, but it actually is very simple. By short-circuiting the machinery and having so much damage done to it, I trick the computer working with the lock into thinking the facility is in severe danger. As a safety precaution, it is set to open the door to allow safe escape from the place.\nEither way, I wasted no time! I left through the door, running for my life!\n\nStraight away, I came into a corridor, made of glass-like material, allowing a view out into space. It … filled me with a whole firework of feelings, seeing something else than sterile walls again after nearly five years... Especially that gas-giant we were orbiting was a sight to see! But I didn't stop. Hearing the scientists, I knew they realized risking a shock now, would be very dangerous for their reputation. I was not in the lab anymore. There were people, civilians and guards in the next room. If they noticed, their work would be over! So they opted to follow me instead, trying to capture me.\n\nI continued running and soon got into a well populated room. Running to the other end, near the door, I of course drew a lot of attention towards me. Many people starred at me, mildly confused at how exhausted and panicked I looked.\nAt the door, I knew I had some leeway and a escape, so I stopped until the scientists where in the room, before I yelled out the truth!: “Help! These so called scientists keep me captive for over four years! They use me as a test-subject against my will!”\nImmediately, the scientists froze, as all eyes shifted towards them. Though they weren't dumb either, having a actual counter: “H-hey, no worries. He is a patient in our clinic. He gets very distressed when the medication doesn't kick in and has serious delusions.”\n“That's not true!” was all I called out in despair, but no one stopped either of us. Everyone opted to trust neither side, not wanting to risk getting in trouble in case they were wrong.\n\nThis was, with one exception. One … tall, tough looking woman, who looked like she was through a lot. … She got up and stepped into the doorway I was going to escape through. She blocked my path! Clenching my teeth, grumbling as the scientists got closer, trying to make their act more believable by taking it slow.\n“Move!” I cried out at her, though all the stranger did, was stand there, hands on her hips, legs spread out quite a bit as if trying to make a tough impression. Usually it would probably work, but I would rather die than to get captured again! With just a grumble and a moment of thought, I had just the idea what to do! Little old me rushed towards her and just when I was about to crash into her, I dropped backwards! The hovering equipment made itself useful as I slid right under her. After a bit of sliding, I got back up, running for my life once again!\nThe brief moment I looked back, I could swear I saw her smirk, already having made space for the scientists though too as they were running after me again.\n\nWith my life in reach, I finally had hope again! This alone left me to conclude one thing. … Either I get away … or I gonna stab my throat with this screwdriver, ending this once and for all! No more of their shit!\nThe space station was huge. I took a lot of turns and tried to convince some people to help me, but it always ended the same way. Confused looks and at best, a minor inconvenience for the scientists. I looked like a teen, perhaps that's what it was... A teen that stole equipment, trying to escape those he stole it from? Maybe that's why.\nOne thing I did not notice however, was that one of the two pursuers vanished. … I didn't know where he went for a good while. But … soon enough, I found out. Me and my pursuer had entered a big circular path. There was only back, where I came from, or forward. No other escapes. Eventually, I ended up in the huge hangar of the station! Just when I was about to exit it on the other end though, the door opened, with the other scientist, standing there, ready to stop me. I turned immediately, perhaps able to get past the other somehow, but nope! The other one was not far behind and I was cornered! \nBoth of them approaching me, I tried to turn around, but there was nothing but a wall. … This was it...\n\nHaving no chance of escaping left, there was no other way! … I wont be going back into this hell! Hastily, my hands gabbed onto the screwdriver once more, as I brought it up to my throat. Panting, nervously, I was about to be free! But just one, minor moment of hesitation was enough and as I was about to end it, my arms where grabbed and twisted away! The sudden forceful grasp made me drop the screwdriver and there was no way I was gonna defend myself against two people, who were both stronger than me...\n“Stop this! How sick can you be, trying to kill yourself?” one of the two asked, still acting their rolls for the public eye.\n“Fucking shut up you freaks! I rather die than to endure any of you one more day! Die in a fucking fire!” I cried out to my fullest, making sure everyone could hear it. Though it didn't help me either.\n“You need your medication, that's not you speaking. Now, come. We have a lot to repair thanks to your outburst...”\nThey were about to leave, taking me with them. My chance: gone. Life? Nope...\n\n… or was it? Tiers were running down my cheeks, so I could hardly see what was going on. But I heard a blaster bolt! It hit right in front of the two's feet. Who was behind us? … The woman from earlier! It was a pretty tall, black cat. Equipped with some worn out modern armor and one actual beam-gun in each hand, pointing at the two scientists.\n“Let em go. … Unless you like to test these weapons personally.” she said in a awfully confident tone. She … remembered what I said earlier about testing? … But if that cat believed me, why try to stop me? And why wait until now to help?!\n“B-but … he is a patient and nee-” he was cut off with the feline pointing her gun right at the guy's face: “... No but or if, I told you what to do. My life is not at stake here, boy.”\nThe fear was written all over their faces and after some more moments, I could actually feel their grip on me loosen up. Eventually, they gave in! Letting go of me and taking steps back.\nI was still in shock, slumping to the ground onto my knees, unable to believe this was happening. All I could do, was to watch as she stepped between me and those bastards.\nIt took a while, but once far enough away, they made a run for it and once gone, my savior holstered her guns. Turning to face me, she squatted right in front of me, a similar smile on her face as earlier when I got past her.\n“Hey, ya good, bud?” she asked, surprisingly calm. … Honestly, I was just not used to talking to someone in a … none captive situation anymore.\n“... I … am not. Never … I wont be!” was all I could reply at first, still somewhat dazed, but I eventually caught myself a bit, getting up and wiping away the few tiers. No one will get to see me cry...: “Why didn't you help me earlier!?”\nShe was unphased by the fact I called her out that way and just chuckled. I could not blame her too much, as she didn't know just how serious the situation was for me. … But at the same time, that much reason wasn't exactly on my mind right now. Responding to me, she just sat down, leaning against the metal wall with her hands behind her head. “I didn't know who to believe. … So I tested you. A insane person wont be reasonable enough to get past me, so I would have stopped ya and everything went right. A person that actually wants to escape as if their life depends on it? … Well, here you are, aren't you? Must admit, I admire your quick thinking. Glad they stopped ya from making a mess though. The fuck did they do that you would rather kill yourself, kid?”\n“What they did to me!?” I started with anger being one of the few emotions I could convey, glaring at her, pointing to my prosthetic arm moments later, “This! Using me for experiments with no care for how I end up! … Want another example? I'm not a fucking kid! I'm seventeen!”\nThe cat looked me over, lifting a brow and thought for a moment before she spoke somewhat lost in her thoughts: “Hm … but genetic alteration is not permitted on anything that isn't adult...”\nAll I did to reply to this, was make a motion with my hands, as if to say “Oh really? Get it now?”\nShe just sighed, growing more somber in expression: “Damn... im sorry, dude. … Well, this does make me feel glad though. Good thing I helped ya then. But … you cant stay here, now can ya? What will you do now? People who stoop that low, will not hesitate to try again once the danger is gone.”\n\nShe … was right. … I did not think that far ahead when I made a run for it. If I escape, what to do? I'm still stuck on this space-station, well in range of those … monsters. “I … I don't know...” I said, lowering my head, rubbing my left shoulder. I could not feel relaxed yet, clearly.\nA smile formed on the woman's face, standing up again as well. She reached out with her hand, throwing me a more cheeky expression: “Wanna come with me? … Can hardly be worse than with these fuckers. Me and my buds are mercenaries and our ship has not that long ago gotten one room cleared up. … You don't even have to stay. Just make yourself useful and you can leave anytime!”\nI blinked at her offer. My expression was about as neutral as it got. … Though this did sound very nice... Even if just to get away from this place. … What choices did I have anyway? Giving the girl a nod, I grabbed her offered hand, giving my best to put the slightest smile on my face as I replied: “I'm in … everything but staying here. I rather voluntarily am a maid or whatever, rather than any of that again...”\n“Nice! The ship is right over there. Wanna leave right away? Before they get any stupid ideas?”\n“You bet...”\nAnd with that brief exchange towards the end of our conversation, we took the elevator down into the hangar, there her ship was waiting. It was a slightly older model, but big! Large enough for a few people to live in, even if with relatively little space.\n“Oh, my name is Jey by the way” she introduced herself on the way.\n“Percival” was all I replied with, keeping my straight face again.\n“Heh, … you better let me call ya Percy, bud”\n“Fine by me.”\nI could tell she seemed to like the attitude I had developed over the recent years. The complete disregard for her definite authority as the captain of the ship if it came to my expressions. Well, I was ungodly thankful for her help! … Even if I would probably not be able to ever express it to her... But … for once, I couldn't be sad about anything. I was free. … A dream I never hoped to dream, and I could finally start to live again!\n\nEach step further into the ship of hers was a step further away from hell. With one look back, I took in one last time what I was going to leave behind me … forever most likely.\n\n\nTogether with Jey, I walked up the ramp into the ship as it closed behind me. Right after the door of the airlock, came the main room of the ship. A long, rectangular room with a table and chair that were seemingly part of the ship. Though clearly for comfort reasons, Jay had added a couch. Also a few computers and screens, presumably for either entertainment, navigation or communication purposes. At the end of the room, there was the door to the cockpit. Just a little before that, were two more doors on each side of the room. The ship had a triangular shape, so I would assume that leads to more rooms, like bedrooms or maybe a kitchen of sorts. Guess I gonna find out soon.\n“And? What do ya say, Percy? Isn't this a dream?” Jey asked, clearly proud, referring to the ship of course.\n“You could say so.” I replied with a absolutely monotone expression and voice. … In reality, I was actually somewhat … happy. Sure, I cared little about the ship itself, but this situation WAS a kinda dream come true by the looks of it. Though the cat picked up on the monotony and leaned in, raising a brow: “Come on, get that frown off of your face already. … Anyway...”\nShe walked towards the front of the room, before she hit a button on the big screen in the room. It sent a sort of notification noise through the intercom of the room, after which she spoke into it: “Hey, you two! Get out here already!”\nNot sure why a ship of this size needed intercoms, but whatever suits them, eh? \n\nEither way, a moment later, I could then see one of the two prior mentioned doors open up and two more individuals entering the room.\nThe first was a gray fox, seemed very sleepy and was just wearing a t-shirt and some floppy pants.\nThe second was a, slightly roughed up, but more awake looking hyena. He wore leather armor and pants, seemingly standard equipment for mercenaries. Both were rather slim, but in very good form by the looks of it.\n“I slept so nicely, boss... what is it?” asked the fox.\nJey proceeds to simply point towards me, still standing pretty much in the middle of the room, because of which their attention was put onto me right away.\n“We have a new crew-member! This is Per- … hm … what was it? Percy, introduce yourself!” she said, somewhat frustrated with forgetting my full name.\nHardly phased by the two, I just gave a brief wave, just … standing there: “Percival. Nice to meet you.”\nThe fox seemed to lighten up at the news, expression changing notably into a happy smile! But just when he was about to say something, the other guy already interrupted: “Huh? … Since when do we accept kids in our group? … Where did you find him anyway?”\n“He was a captive to some scientists. Now, stop being a grump, we don't need two of the sort.” was all she replied, dismissing his seeming displeasure with my addition.\nNow, the fox got his chance to speak: “Hey Percy! I'm Tarry. You wont find a better sniper anytime soon.”\nAfter his introduction, he and Jay both glared at the Hyena, who scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Rorik...” he gave in.\nJay sighed briefly. “There ya go. Now: Tarry, show Percy around. Especially to his room. He may not stay with us if he finds a place he wants to stay at during our travels, but until then, he has to know where everything is! … In the meantime...” she said, tasking the fox to take care of me for now, before then suddenly dragging the hyena into the cockpit with her. Looked rather angry at him if you ask me.\n\nTarry just starred at the door for moment before turning to face me. “Well then! Ready for a tour of the place? If so … Follow me!” he instructed and headed for the door on the left side of the ship.\nOf course I just gave a nod and followed. Once through the door, we were in a room with a bunch of kitchen equipment. Some of it was rather outdated technology, but it all looked clean and … mostly functional.\n“This is da kitchen! For when ya need something to chew on. Over there...” he started, pointing at another door, “is the storage. Better stay out of it for the start or Rorik is gonna accuse you of all sort of bullshit.”\n“Is he always that way?” I asked, looking up at the taller guy.\n“He is actually pretty chill once you get to know him. I guess he doesn't like to have “dead weight” on board. … Hey! Even a kid can keep the place clean, cant ya?” he asked, a wide smile on his face.\nI simply just raised a brow as I kept my same tone as usual: “I am seventeen...”\nTarry expression turning to quite a shocked one, but he simply just blinked at me. I couldn't tell if he believed me or not. Though moments later he turned around and headed right back into the main room, just to walk right through the other door on the opposite side of the ship.\n\nOn that side, we just got into a … rather thin corridor.\n“Here we have the bedrooms! There are four of them. We used to have a fourth member, but about a year ago, we lost him to a tragic accident. Though he saved Rorik's life in the process. … Maybe that's another reason for why he isn't that thrilled about you. Anyway. Your room is the second, counting from the entrance here. At the end of the corridor is another room, which is the bathroom. If you want to shower, just hit the button inside and a red light will indicate that you are … well, showering. I don't tend to care if anyone walks in, so I don't usually hit the button. Dont be surprised if you walk in on me.” \nThat was a extensive explanation, but after that, I just responded with another nod. “Could I check out my room? … I have not slept properly for a while.” I pointed out.\n“Oh! Of course. Rest well!” he added, giving me a wave and a smile, leaving just into the next door moments later with a yawn and a stretch of his arms.\n\nI kept on looking after him until he vanished. … This guy was nice. Jay too. Sure, Rorik seemed less nice, but as long as we just didn't get in one another's way? This … turned out very well... I fear to lay down and … wake up, back in that horrid laboratory. Though I went inside the room I was apparently going to call my own now as well.\nIt was small as to be expected on a ship like this. But still a bit more roomy than the one back in the lab. A bed, a screen on the fall above the bed, adjustable for me to use while laying or sitting in bed. A wardrobe for … the lack of clothes I have aside from these ones, and a few drawers that would give me enough storage for anything I could get. I even had a window.\nSitting on the bed, I held my hands, both, the intact one and the energy one, in front of me. … Never will I be able to forget what happened. … How I been back in school? … I may never return to being as happy or energetic... But … perhaps I'm wrong. Time heals all wounds they say. I gladly gonna find out.\n\nJust when I was about to lay down, I heard the intercom-notification, as Jay began to speak moments later: “Now, guys. We gonna take off! Lets leave this trash behind before they send anything after us.”\nThe last part sounded like she was somewhat amused. Seems like that woman likes herself a bit of a thrill. Though not much longer, the engines of the ship started and with one last look out through the window, I could finally say goodbye to this … hell. Just like I looked out through the passenger ship window when I got here years ago, I now get to leave with the same view.\nThe ship started and I could swear I saw some laser bolts shot at us! Though the ship didn't care and once past the hangar exit, the force-field made us unreachable anyway.\n\nNo, I was not yet happy. … Once I close my eyes, sleep and wake up in the same bed as I was resting in right now. … That's when I would be. … That's when I know I would be safe, and not just dreaming a elaborate fantasy. Lucky me, I would go on to find out, I was not dreaming. A day that started in slavery and attempted rape, turned out to be my chance of freedom. And I didn't fail. Perhaps I was not as useless as I thought. Too bad I did not use my chance to get revenge on that fucking bastard before I left... Though … that was the past. A long as it may take my head to realize this, but I could just repeat to myself how I was not a test-subject anymore... It feels like my life only now began. One could say, the beta slowly takes shape into the inevitable finished version. … I know, I need to stop making that comparison. But even I can feel excited I have you know!","writing_bbcode_parsed":""Life" in beta testing

Chapter 2.

It has been another month. In that time, a lot of tests have been volatile. Nothing seriously injured me, but i had the occasional wound here and there. All of it had fully vanished by this point though. There is not much to tell.
Aside from a noteworthy lower amount of tests with that dick of a scientist that keeps trying to hurt me on purpose, i could start to feel a difference. … My life seemed to grow weaker. Of course, not physically, but … i just cant anymore. My head is giving out, all this is just gonna leave me pass out one day and … well, maybe its finally over...

One night, i was woken up by the door, that always gave a alarm when it was opened to make sure i was awake when testing. Of course, i sat up, almost waiting for what test was coming this time. However, once the door opened, i was greeted by a … rather annoyed looking husky... It was the very person that couldn't stand me. Though instead of some insult or smug expression, he just nodded his head to the side, as if to tell me to get up. “Come, something to do for you.”
Of course, i did so. … I avoided saying a word as well, just … not wanting to be in pain for once...

Out of my room, I followed the guy along the halls. “No testing, I need someone to carry stuff. Also no, this was not planed, no one but me is here. … You better don't get any ideas. The exit door is locked and you don't know the combination anyway. Not to mention, people will know where you are and cameras are everywhere. Its just a lot of pain, even if you somehow were able to get past me.” he explained thoroughly with a bored expression.
He was right, they could easily find out when I knock this guy out out here and shock me in no time.

We got to some boxes, presumably full of mechanical stuff that they need. Just as he told me to, I lifted those boxes. If I dropped them, he would punish me quite heavily and I would probably hurt myself in the process too, so nothing to be done about it. Following him, I delivered the box to the storage room. That room had a lot of shelves with devices. … Not only prototypes. Some where the refined, market-ready versions. Though like most things, it doesn't matter. I then repeated the task two more times. Though I could swear … each time I leaned over to pick up one of those boxes and looked back, that guy smirked at starred at me... I don't think I have to point out what kind of creep that seems to be.
Once I delivered the boxes, he applauded me in a mocking fashion: “Goood boy! Even a blind dog can find a treat here and there, eh? … Or however that saying went. Now, since you were so good, I will make a exception and … “Stay professional”. Lets get you back to bed so I don't have to resist the urge to kick your face in any longer...”
Again, I didn't care about their words. We all know he hates me, who cares. So I followed, quietly and without resistance. Once in the doorway however, … things took a turn that I had not imagined this would ever go to!

I felt a hand on my back, pushing me inside my room. … But it wasn't just a push for me to hurry and get in. The guy … followed me. … And the door shut behind him. Confused, I looked back, seeing only a smirk of his. … But for once, I actually grew scared again. Was this fucking asshole really...?
Once I was turned and pushed onto my bed, I could stop asking myself any further. The husky followed me, grabbing my wrists as I tried to protest. He was stronger than me of course, so I had no chance to get him to stop. The guy then brought my hands up above my head, where he held them in place with just one of his disgusting ones...
“Hm, why so quiet today? … Have you finally accepted your place? Your place beneath all of us? As a tool? … A object? No matter, I have found you quite annoying. Thanks to your wimpy cries, these idiots wont let me have my fun anymore! So I have to take this in my own hands~” he said to me, that face he made confirming my suspicions.

I squirmed, trying my damnedest to escape or stop him, but he then sent a shock through my collar! A brief one, but it got the point across.
“Watch what you do and I wont shock you. Be a good boy, and this will go smoothly~” the bastard said.
My body shaking, eyes shut and my teeth clenched, trying to hold back words and anger as best as I could. … I didn't want this! My pride was all I had left after all! But … he didn't stop. I felt that free hand, sliding over my body. My chest, my sides, my hips, thighs … soon holding nothing back. Though as his hands brushed over the bulge of my crotch, with these boxers giving me one even when not aroused, he soon went further down. I hated every moment of this! I want to kill this guy! I want him to suffer! … I want him to stop...
“Well, these clothes sure have a upside, don't they? I don't even have to take em off and already get a good idea of everything you got for me.” were his stupid words.
My eyes opened and I looked down at his hand, as well as my ears perking up, once I felt a finger, tap right on my … rear-entrance. This pervert had no shame! Lucky me the boxers where still there, but … for how long?
“Lets stop wasting time. We gotta see just how much of a bitch you really are.” he taunted, slipping his hand over my crotch once more, before then hooking his fingers under my boxers. Seems like there was nothing to be done about it...
… No, I cant let this happen! I wont let a monster like this touch me any further! But... what is there I could do? Squirming, kicking, rolling... nothing worked. He was more than prepared for any of that and that grasp on my wrists was too tight to do anything about it...

Suddenly, it dawned on me! … He … made a mistake. … My arm...
With this sudden realization, I used the fail-safe of the device, turning it off with a sudden twist of my hand, that would easily dislocate that fake one. This deactivated the projected energy, freeing my left arm! Reforming it immediately, the husky didn't even know what hit him! He was so lost in his lust, that the reformed arm of mine easily hit that ugly face of his! Grabbing on to the side of his neck, I pushed him far enough away, using the element of surprise. With all my force, I pushed the fucker off!
More or less accidentally, I forced him to tumble, hitting his head against the shelf of the room. Getting up, I used the moment he was dizzy to punch him straight in the face! With all the remaining strength I had! The impact smacked his head against the edge of the shelf again, knocking him not only out cold, but also leaving a bloody wound on the back of his head!
He slumped onto the floor, bleeding quite a bit. I knew he was still breathing though.
What was I gonna do now? Still in shock, I was panting, hand on my chest, I was scared, but also relieved I escaped that attempted rape... I could just get rid of this fucker here and now! … No...
Just moments later, my survival instincts kicked in! My mind revitalized by the Adrenalin rushing through me. This was it! The guy was in my room. They weren't going to see him passed out on the floor randomly. My chance! I had one attempt … one attempt of regaining my life. And it would take everything I have to offer!

Hitting the button, I checked for the cameras. Even though I never got to finish school, my knowledge and logic was not at all worthless. Sneaking past the view of the cams as best as I could, just to make sure no one could happen to glance over them at the time, I made my way to the room from earlier. There were a lot of devices there. Equipping those anti-gravity belts from last month, I also took a bunch of other tools, all of which I would carry … well, in my underwear. … Gonna judge me on that? They stick on the sides and front, so say whatever you like!
I also managed to add a shield generator to my right arm and most importantly: a multi-functional electronics and mechanics tool. … Just call it a high tech screwdriver. This thing was my way out!

Once Having all those items with me, I made my way towards the exit door. As stealthy as possible of course. Now, all that was between me and freedom, was the lock.
A number code was necessary to open up. I had no idea what that could be, so I simply rammed the screwdriver into some slits, opening the thing up! Hacking wasn't exactly what I learned back in the day, but I knew how this stuff worked! Though after a bit of trying to fiddle with the lock's mechanical parts, I eventually ended up setting off the alarm!

This was bad. Very bad. If they got up, they could easily just shock me into submission! After hitting a bunch of buttons, I eventually grew fed up and desperate! Activating the shield generator and grabbing the screwdriver again, I turned the setting to a pointy drill, and rammed it straight into the machinery! The result, was a lot of of sparks! Electric bolts flying everywhere! I was safe thanks to the force-field and my plan actually worked! The door opened!
You may thing this makes no sense, but it actually is very simple. By short-circuiting the machinery and having so much damage done to it, I trick the computer working with the lock into thinking the facility is in severe danger. As a safety precaution, it is set to open the door to allow safe escape from the place.
Either way, I wasted no time! I left through the door, running for my life!

Straight away, I came into a corridor, made of glass-like material, allowing a view out into space. It … filled me with a whole firework of feelings, seeing something else than sterile walls again after nearly five years... Especially that gas-giant we were orbiting was a sight to see! But I didn't stop. Hearing the scientists, I knew they realized risking a shock now, would be very dangerous for their reputation. I was not in the lab anymore. There were people, civilians and guards in the next room. If they noticed, their work would be over! So they opted to follow me instead, trying to capture me.

I continued running and soon got into a well populated room. Running to the other end, near the door, I of course drew a lot of attention towards me. Many people starred at me, mildly confused at how exhausted and panicked I looked.
At the door, I knew I had some leeway and a escape, so I stopped until the scientists where in the room, before I yelled out the truth!: “Help! These so called scientists keep me captive for over four years! They use me as a test-subject against my will!”
Immediately, the scientists froze, as all eyes shifted towards them. Though they weren't dumb either, having a actual counter: “H-hey, no worries. He is a patient in our clinic. He gets very distressed when the medication doesn't kick in and has serious delusions.”
“That's not true!” was all I called out in despair, but no one stopped either of us. Everyone opted to trust neither side, not wanting to risk getting in trouble in case they were wrong.

This was, with one exception. One … tall, tough looking woman, who looked like she was through a lot. … She got up and stepped into the doorway I was going to escape through. She blocked my path! Clenching my teeth, grumbling as the scientists got closer, trying to make their act more believable by taking it slow.
“Move!” I cried out at her, though all the stranger did, was stand there, hands on her hips, legs spread out quite a bit as if trying to make a tough impression. Usually it would probably work, but I would rather die than to get captured again! With just a grumble and a moment of thought, I had just the idea what to do! Little old me rushed towards her and just when I was about to crash into her, I dropped backwards! The hovering equipment made itself useful as I slid right under her. After a bit of sliding, I got back up, running for my life once again!
The brief moment I looked back, I could swear I saw her smirk, already having made space for the scientists though too as they were running after me again.

With my life in reach, I finally had hope again! This alone left me to conclude one thing. … Either I get away … or I gonna stab my throat with this screwdriver, ending this once and for all! No more of their shit!
The space station was huge. I took a lot of turns and tried to convince some people to help me, but it always ended the same way. Confused looks and at best, a minor inconvenience for the scientists. I looked like a teen, perhaps that's what it was... A teen that stole equipment, trying to escape those he stole it from? Maybe that's why.
One thing I did not notice however, was that one of the two pursuers vanished. … I didn't know where he went for a good while. But … soon enough, I found out. Me and my pursuer had entered a big circular path. There was only back, where I came from, or forward. No other escapes. Eventually, I ended up in the huge hangar of the station! Just when I was about to exit it on the other end though, the door opened, with the other scientist, standing there, ready to stop me. I turned immediately, perhaps able to get past the other somehow, but nope! The other one was not far behind and I was cornered!
Both of them approaching me, I tried to turn around, but there was nothing but a wall. … This was it...

Having no chance of escaping left, there was no other way! … I wont be going back into this hell! Hastily, my hands gabbed onto the screwdriver once more, as I brought it up to my throat. Panting, nervously, I was about to be free! But just one, minor moment of hesitation was enough and as I was about to end it, my arms where grabbed and twisted away! The sudden forceful grasp made me drop the screwdriver and there was no way I was gonna defend myself against two people, who were both stronger than me...
“Stop this! How sick can you be, trying to kill yourself?” one of the two asked, still acting their rolls for the public eye.
“Fucking shut up you freaks! I rather die than to endure any of you one more day! Die in a fucking fire!” I cried out to my fullest, making sure everyone could hear it. Though it didn't help me either.
“You need your medication, that's not you speaking. Now, come. We have a lot to repair thanks to your outburst...”
They were about to leave, taking me with them. My chance: gone. Life? Nope...

… or was it? Tiers were running down my cheeks, so I could hardly see what was going on. But I heard a blaster bolt! It hit right in front of the two's feet. Who was behind us? … The woman from earlier! It was a pretty tall, black cat. Equipped with some worn out modern armor and one actual beam-gun in each hand, pointing at the two scientists.
“Let em go. … Unless you like to test these weapons personally.” she said in a awfully confident tone. She … remembered what I said earlier about testing? … But if that cat believed me, why try to stop me? And why wait until now to help?!
“B-but … he is a patient and nee-” he was cut off with the feline pointing her gun right at the guy's face: “... No but or if, I told you what to do. My life is not at stake here, boy.”
The fear was written all over their faces and after some more moments, I could actually feel their grip on me loosen up. Eventually, they gave in! Letting go of me and taking steps back.
I was still in shock, slumping to the ground onto my knees, unable to believe this was happening. All I could do, was to watch as she stepped between me and those bastards.
It took a while, but once far enough away, they made a run for it and once gone, my savior holstered her guns. Turning to face me, she squatted right in front of me, a similar smile on her face as earlier when I got past her.
“Hey, ya good, bud?” she asked, surprisingly calm. … Honestly, I was just not used to talking to someone in a … none captive situation anymore.
“... I … am not. Never … I wont be!” was all I could reply at first, still somewhat dazed, but I eventually caught myself a bit, getting up and wiping away the few tiers. No one will get to see me cry...: “Why didn't you help me earlier!?”
She was unphased by the fact I called her out that way and just chuckled. I could not blame her too much, as she didn't know just how serious the situation was for me. … But at the same time, that much reason wasn't exactly on my mind right now. Responding to me, she just sat down, leaning against the metal wall with her hands behind her head. “I didn't know who to believe. … So I tested you. A insane person wont be reasonable enough to get past me, so I would have stopped ya and everything went right. A person that actually wants to escape as if their life depends on it? … Well, here you are, aren't you? Must admit, I admire your quick thinking. Glad they stopped ya from making a mess though. The fuck did they do that you would rather kill yourself, kid?”
“What they did to me!?” I started with anger being one of the few emotions I could convey, glaring at her, pointing to my prosthetic arm moments later, “This! Using me for experiments with no care for how I end up! … Want another example? I'm not a fucking kid! I'm seventeen!”
The cat looked me over, lifting a brow and thought for a moment before she spoke somewhat lost in her thoughts: “Hm … but genetic alteration is not permitted on anything that isn't adult...”
All I did to reply to this, was make a motion with my hands, as if to say “Oh really? Get it now?”
She just sighed, growing more somber in expression: “Damn... im sorry, dude. … Well, this does make me feel glad though. Good thing I helped ya then. But … you cant stay here, now can ya? What will you do now? People who stoop that low, will not hesitate to try again once the danger is gone.”

She … was right. … I did not think that far ahead when I made a run for it. If I escape, what to do? I'm still stuck on this space-station, well in range of those … monsters. “I … I don't know...” I said, lowering my head, rubbing my left shoulder. I could not feel relaxed yet, clearly.
A smile formed on the woman's face, standing up again as well. She reached out with her hand, throwing me a more cheeky expression: “Wanna come with me? … Can hardly be worse than with these fuckers. Me and my buds are mercenaries and our ship has not that long ago gotten one room cleared up. … You don't even have to stay. Just make yourself useful and you can leave anytime!”
I blinked at her offer. My expression was about as neutral as it got. … Though this did sound very nice... Even if just to get away from this place. … What choices did I have anyway? Giving the girl a nod, I grabbed her offered hand, giving my best to put the slightest smile on my face as I replied: “I'm in … everything but staying here. I rather voluntarily am a maid or whatever, rather than any of that again...”
“Nice! The ship is right over there. Wanna leave right away? Before they get any stupid ideas?”
“You bet...”
And with that brief exchange towards the end of our conversation, we took the elevator down into the hangar, there her ship was waiting. It was a slightly older model, but big! Large enough for a few people to live in, even if with relatively little space.
“Oh, my name is Jey by the way” she introduced herself on the way.
“Percival” was all I replied with, keeping my straight face again.
“Heh, … you better let me call ya Percy, bud”
“Fine by me.”
I could tell she seemed to like the attitude I had developed over the recent years. The complete disregard for her definite authority as the captain of the ship if it came to my expressions. Well, I was ungodly thankful for her help! … Even if I would probably not be able to ever express it to her... But … for once, I couldn't be sad about anything. I was free. … A dream I never hoped to dream, and I could finally start to live again!

Each step further into the ship of hers was a step further away from hell. With one look back, I took in one last time what I was going to leave behind me … forever most likely.


Together with Jey, I walked up the ramp into the ship as it closed behind me. Right after the door of the airlock, came the main room of the ship. A long, rectangular room with a table and chair that were seemingly part of the ship. Though clearly for comfort reasons, Jay had added a couch. Also a few computers and screens, presumably for either entertainment, navigation or communication purposes. At the end of the room, there was the door to the cockpit. Just a little before that, were two more doors on each side of the room. The ship had a triangular shape, so I would assume that leads to more rooms, like bedrooms or maybe a kitchen of sorts. Guess I gonna find out soon.
“And? What do ya say, Percy? Isn't this a dream?” Jey asked, clearly proud, referring to the ship of course.
“You could say so.” I replied with a absolutely monotone expression and voice. … In reality, I was actually somewhat … happy. Sure, I cared little about the ship itself, but this situation WAS a kinda dream come true by the looks of it. Though the cat picked up on the monotony and leaned in, raising a brow: “Come on, get that frown off of your face already. … Anyway...”
She walked towards the front of the room, before she hit a button on the big screen in the room. It sent a sort of notification noise through the intercom of the room, after which she spoke into it: “Hey, you two! Get out here already!”
Not sure why a ship of this size needed intercoms, but whatever suits them, eh?

Either way, a moment later, I could then see one of the two prior mentioned doors open up and two more individuals entering the room.
The first was a gray fox, seemed very sleepy and was just wearing a t-shirt and some floppy pants.
The second was a, slightly roughed up, but more awake looking hyena. He wore leather armor and pants, seemingly standard equipment for mercenaries. Both were rather slim, but in very good form by the looks of it.
“I slept so nicely, boss... what is it?” asked the fox.
Jey proceeds to simply point towards me, still standing pretty much in the middle of the room, because of which their attention was put onto me right away.
“We have a new crew-member! This is Per- … hm … what was it? Percy, introduce yourself!” she said, somewhat frustrated with forgetting my full name.
Hardly phased by the two, I just gave a brief wave, just … standing there: “Percival. Nice to meet you.”
The fox seemed to lighten up at the news, expression changing notably into a happy smile! But just when he was about to say something, the other guy already interrupted: “Huh? … Since when do we accept kids in our group? … Where did you find him anyway?”
“He was a captive to some scientists. Now, stop being a grump, we don't need two of the sort.” was all she replied, dismissing his seeming displeasure with my addition.
Now, the fox got his chance to speak: “Hey Percy! I'm Tarry. You wont find a better sniper anytime soon.”
After his introduction, he and Jay both glared at the Hyena, who scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Rorik...” he gave in.
Jay sighed briefly. “There ya go. Now: Tarry, show Percy around. Especially to his room. He may not stay with us if he finds a place he wants to stay at during our travels, but until then, he has to know where everything is! … In the meantime...” she said, tasking the fox to take care of me for now, before then suddenly dragging the hyena into the cockpit with her. Looked rather angry at him if you ask me.

Tarry just starred at the door for moment before turning to face me. “Well then! Ready for a tour of the place? If so … Follow me!” he instructed and headed for the door on the left side of the ship.
Of course I just gave a nod and followed. Once through the door, we were in a room with a bunch of kitchen equipment. Some of it was rather outdated technology, but it all looked clean and … mostly functional.
“This is da kitchen! For when ya need something to chew on. Over there...” he started, pointing at another door, “is the storage. Better stay out of it for the start or Rorik is gonna accuse you of all sort of bullshit.”
“Is he always that way?” I asked, looking up at the taller guy.
“He is actually pretty chill once you get to know him. I guess he doesn't like to have “dead weight” on board. … Hey! Even a kid can keep the place clean, cant ya?” he asked, a wide smile on his face.
I simply just raised a brow as I kept my same tone as usual: “I am seventeen...”
Tarry expression turning to quite a shocked one, but he simply just blinked at me. I couldn't tell if he believed me or not. Though moments later he turned around and headed right back into the main room, just to walk right through the other door on the opposite side of the ship.

On that side, we just got into a … rather thin corridor.
“Here we have the bedrooms! There are four of them. We used to have a fourth member, but about a year ago, we lost him to a tragic accident. Though he saved Rorik's life in the process. … Maybe that's another reason for why he isn't that thrilled about you. Anyway. Your room is the second, counting from the entrance here. At the end of the corridor is another room, which is the bathroom. If you want to shower, just hit the button inside and a red light will indicate that you are … well, showering. I don't tend to care if anyone walks in, so I don't usually hit the button. Dont be surprised if you walk in on me.”
That was a extensive explanation, but after that, I just responded with another nod. “Could I check out my room? … I have not slept properly for a while.” I pointed out.
“Oh! Of course. Rest well!” he added, giving me a wave and a smile, leaving just into the next door moments later with a yawn and a stretch of his arms.

I kept on looking after him until he vanished. … This guy was nice. Jay too. Sure, Rorik seemed less nice, but as long as we just didn't get in one another's way? This … turned out very well... I fear to lay down and … wake up, back in that horrid laboratory. Though I went inside the room I was apparently going to call my own now as well.
It was small as to be expected on a ship like this. But still a bit more roomy than the one back in the lab. A bed, a screen on the fall above the bed, adjustable for me to use while laying or sitting in bed. A wardrobe for … the lack of clothes I have aside from these ones, and a few drawers that would give me enough storage for anything I could get. I even had a window.
Sitting on the bed, I held my hands, both, the intact one and the energy one, in front of me. … Never will I be able to forget what happened. … How I been back in school? … I may never return to being as happy or energetic... But … perhaps I'm wrong. Time heals all wounds they say. I gladly gonna find out.

Just when I was about to lay down, I heard the intercom-notification, as Jay began to speak moments later: “Now, guys. We gonna take off! Lets leave this trash behind before they send anything after us.”
The last part sounded like she was somewhat amused. Seems like that woman likes herself a bit of a thrill. Though not much longer, the engines of the ship started and with one last look out through the window, I could finally say goodbye to this … hell. Just like I looked out through the passenger ship window when I got here years ago, I now get to leave with the same view.
The ship started and I could swear I saw some laser bolts shot at us! Though the ship didn't care and once past the hangar exit, the force-field made us unreachable anyway.

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