There was the sound of footsteps on metal, clanking and thudding outside the training center. The new test subjects that were being forced onto the island were being gathered in the courtyard. Whether it be fortunate or unfortunate, it seemed to be like the drugs had worn off and the subjects were starting to regain themselves, the older ones reacted less to the chemicals than the younger ones so they had the shocked faces first. But it seemed all at one moment, every pair of young, innocent eyes widened. They were as big as they physically could be, not only with shock but with fright, they looked terrified and nervous. The sudden realization shoved its way into their minds, that this is where they would be for now on and there was nothing they could do about it.

Mya froze as she heard the scrambling thunder of the taps of the newcomers' feet and her heart sank. She knew this sound, only having heard it so many times before. Her hand lowered and she stepped away from the rack, clenching her fists by her sides, practiacally shaking with hatred and despair now. A sad look formed in her eyes when memories came flooding back from her past. She remembered how afraid she was when she was first brought here; remembering now only fueled her bitter thoughts toward the AISE. Mya frowned, heading towards the front of the Training Center where the vibrations and sounds would be more accurate, all the while not letting herself forget there was still one other person here. She'd never talked to him, but he was almost always there, or at least he had been for as long as she could remember. She pondered for a moment if he knew what was going on beyond the Training Center doors as well, no doubt he probably did. She leaned up against the wall, pressing her hear to the thick, solid steel and iron barrier.

An Official stood at the front of the group of kids, not wearing any expression of any kind which didn't seem to ease any of their nerves. He suddenly spoke, in a deep, bellowing voice, yet loud and unsettlingly clearly for being so far away from where Mya was, not to mention through a two-foot think wall. She hadn't remembered the Officials giving any speeches. Was this something new they had started doing? The Official's voice rang out through the facility, most likely using a sort of sound/volume enhancing device. The speech was more of an overview of the restictions and expectations that the Association had of the subjects; he proceeded to call out numbers for the children. There were some small noises of crying, which wasn't surprising in the slightest, but unlike in previous "welcomings" this official didn't scold the children who were crying, he just left them to weep and continued on talking. Maybe it was the loudness of his voice that kept him from hearing, or maybe he felt sympathetic but didn't let that show, his voice still was still blunt and his points were straightforward.