Well… hello.

My name is June…. Fuck how do I start this..?

Uhh, maybe we should start from the… beginning.

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It all started in a lab, Nexus Facilities, to be specific. I was six when I ended up there.

I was considered.. A ‘Problem Child.’

.. Maybe we should just start the story.

When I was seven, a year after I was brought to the lab, I bit one of the scientists.

“Damn child..! Do that again, and see what happens.”

The old scientist grabbed my arm and stared at me, the glare burning my soul.

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There I was, back in the cell. A place for ‘hostile’ experiments…  A place that I had grown to detest.

I had a black eye, the result of my aggression coming back to haunt me… again.

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I had been going through this for a year already.

There was nothing to do, I couldn't choose when and what I ate… The horrid and TORTUROUS required physical activity was the worst.

I had to do FIFTY jumping jacks and run TWENTY laps….. EACH DAY.

But, it’s fine.

Everything is fine.

There was nothing I could do about it anyway, I was stuck here for gods know how long…

Nobody to talk to and nothing to do… perfect.

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Two days later, the scientists came in for the weekly tests.

“Where's the kid?” One of them asked the other, looking around for me.

The other spotted me immediately, “Over there, how blind could you be?”

“…Shut up. Just get the kid.” Demanded the first one, who had gray-ish blonde hair swept to the side.

The other one who had insulted him approached me, grabbing the chain of my shackled hands and pulling me to my feet, basically DRAGGING me along.

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I was dragged along, they almost caused me to fall multiple times, but… Who cares?

Then, I was FINALLY released.

Here we were, in an actual decent looking room.. something I haven’t seen in a year.

On the bed reading a book was a person who looked about the same age as me, they had strawberry blonde hair, dark hot pink eyes, golden angel looking wings.

“Cameron, we have a task for you.”

The angel kid looked over at us, “…What task?” They questioned, eyeing me, SPECIFICALLY.

“We would like you to watch this child who is about the same age that you are.” The scientists announced to Cameron.

Cameron looked at me again, a flash of annoyance in their eyes. “Can’t you give this task to another worker? This isn’t exactly my forte.”

The two scientists glanced at each other, “We could give it to another worker, but he needs… influence. Beatings don’t work.” One of them said, reinforcing his grip on my wrist so I don't run away.

“… Alright! As long as this doesn’t disrupt my other duties, I can do it!” Cameron smiled, appearing charming and kind.

A few minutes later, the scientists stopped discussing the arrangement thingy with Cameron, they took their leave.

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Cameron’s glance at June slowly became less kind, more... hateful.

“…Nice to meet you…”

They said, through gritted teeth.

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