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Natalie Ellis





Natalie turned when she felt Archie's inhuman scream. At first she thought that it was something similar to her freakouts, but it soon became apparent that this was incomparable. Archie was in pain, and something was happening to him. His body was changing. Now she understood why he had been restrained on the shuttle ride over. Though not as easy to trigger as Natalie's own psychosis, his transformation was much, much worse. Natalie felt something she hadn't felt since Project Lion; fear of somebody else.

Archie emerged from the metamorphosis a giant, freakishly built lizard. Natalie looked around for nullifiers, but they had seemingly all chased after that intruder. He had a lot to answer for. First making that entrance, and being very lucky that Natalie was wearing this collar or he'd be dead for sure. Second, for being doubly responsible for this situation, both by kicking Archie and drawing away the guards. These thoughts were mixing with her fear and creating a powerful cocktail of negative emotions. Natalie's collar was already orange and beeping.

That's when she saw it rip the table up, and throw it at a group of students. There was no time to waste! She had to stop it! Ignoring Fry completely, she rushed over and made it in the nick of time. She caught the table with both arms, pushing back and completely negating the force with her own strength, before setting the table down. She looked back to make sure the rest of the students were okay, but the moment they saw her face, some of them recoiled. The dangerous, animalistic, bloodthirsty look was back in Natalie's eye. For once, she wasn't trying to fight against her own rising heartbeat. Archie had to be stopped. She knew what it was like to lose control and she'd want him to stop her if the tables were ever reverse. She was only semi-aware, however, that she was almost losing control herself. At least this time, she reasoned, her psychosis had a singular outlet. A single target.

She started to stride fast purposefully towards Archie, Lynn and the others. On the way, her collar turned red and shocked her. Natalie growled and snarled, before reaching up and tearing the collar from her neck with her bear hands. The broken pieces of it fell to the floor, and the red light died. Now the teachers and staff that were still there could see there were two unrestrained, violent super-strong beasts loose in this room.
Natalie Ellis





Natalie turned away from the conversation and took notice when the presentation started. She immediately noticed that the woman on stage first spoke inside her head, before talking normally. Natalie hoped she wasn't a mind reader, before realizing that she'd probably read everyone's file anyway and already knew about Natalie's past. However, when Dunbar looked over to her table, it was as if she had been looking right at Natalie when she said 'studied'. A chill went down Natalie's spine, but she tried to stay optimistic. This was still a school. Surely the days of Project Lion were over to never be repeated again. Learning control did sound much more appealing. If Natalie left the Promise in full control of herself, she'd be able to live a normal life again. The past two years that had been robbed from her would no longer have a bearing on her future. She'd be free. Overall, what Dunbar went on to say put Natalie's fears to ease. Now, she was looking forward to it. Looking forward to making friends if she could manage it, and looking forward to having something resembling a typical education.

Then Cara, the station's AI spoke. Natalie made a note to ask her about her room and timetable later, as she didn't have a phone, or any clothes. Hopefully this was also a problem she could so something about. The AI then introduced all of the division heads. Natalie took particular note of Elizabeth McCoy, Fry Owens and Susanna Castillo. Those are the three she'd probably be dealing with the most. Once that was all over, Natalie turned back to the table, and actually started to eat some food for a change, but less than a minute later this brief moment of peace came to an end.

A man in a large round neon helmet landed on their table. Natalie almost jumped out of her skin and stared up at him mouth agape like a deer caught in headlights. The light on her collar turned orange and started to beep rapidly. She continued to watch the bizarre and chaotic scene unfold with confusion and anxiety, as she noticed that Security had noticed and were starting to convene at their table. She made no motion or reply when Freak D offered his hand, still petrified in place. The only movement was her her eyes darting to the hand, then incredulously back at him. She continued to watch him fight off the guard, but when he kicked Archie in the face, her own face twisted and contorted into a mask of rage. Her mouth was snarling and her eyes were wide and bloodthirsty, and locked on Freaky D's fleeing form. In that brief moment, that lasted less than a second, she looked more animal than human, and it was clear to anybody who looked at her, that she had intent to kill. But no sooner had she stood up than her collar light turned red and she started to twitch and spasm, collapsing on one knee and putting her hand to her neck. The light turned orange again, and she started to pant heavily. Evidently getting shocked wasn't much fun.

By the time the light turned green, and she had both calmed down and recovered from the shock, Lynn was next to Archie, and trying to attract her attention. Lynn was asking her to find a doctor. Luckily, Natalie had taken note of Fry Even's name and appearance, so shakily got to her feet and approached the stage, heading right for Fry.

"Excuse me!" she called out to him. "We have a boy here who might need medical attention!"
Natalie Ellis





"Yeah," Natalie answered Amelia without moving her head. "Super strength is my deal. I'm sorry I got short with you. It's just..." she looks up, and gestures with her head to the people in ordinary clothes. "I don't think that's a bad thing. I wish I could be like them. I wish I could walk around without this collar but I can't. It's not safe."

Natalie ignored Lynn's comment about Valium. She had no reply to that. Or it was possible she didn't trust herself enough to try and stay calm at the same time. Her comment about Necklace shopping also annoyed Natalie, as if this was some punishment you got for bad behavior. This wasn't a punishment, nor a breach of her rights. If they offered her the choice to wear the collar, Natalie would still have taken it. But giving her the choice was a luxury they could not afford with her. Her history and records were testament to that.

The second time Archie put a reassuring hand on her back, she didn't jump, but looked up, nodded ans gave another half-smile, and returned to her silence. Now she was perfectly fine letting them talk to each other. She didn't feel left out because now she thought that getting involved might cause her to snap again, especially if she was talking to Amelia or Lynn.
Natalie Ellis





Archie replied with a smile, and a nod, and began conversing with the other girl, Lynn. Natalie wanted to join in. To say something. But she didn't know what. The only conversations she'd had in the past two years were scientists or therapists asking her questions, and all she had to do was honestly answer. Trying to talk to people her age? This felt so much more complicated. But she didn't want to just say nothing and let everybody else talk to each other. She wanted to talk to people. She wanted to feel normal for once. Still, she listened. Maybe the things Archie was saying about where he was from, or the fact Lynn's hair had changed color, were things she could talk to them about sooner or later.

Then another girl joined the table. At first, Natalie was glad that there was somebody else to talk to, but then the new girl started to talk. She talked about the 'kumbaya crap' that a few moments ago had almost brought Natalie to tears of happiness. It was clear that this girl had joined them because she didn't want to fit in and though hanging with them, hanging with Natalie, would be how she'd achieve that. Natalie's jaw tensed, and she looked Amelia straight in the eyes.

"Maybe some of us want to 'get with the program'," she said, in a noticeably louder, more confident and confrontational voice than she had used to greet Archie. "Maybe I want to join in with the 'kumbaya crap'. Do you know know how much I'd give for one chance?" Her voice was growing louder, and more emotional by the second. "Even just one day of being able to fit in and have a normal life?!"

She was interrupted when her collar made a beep and the green LED on the side turned orange. This calmed her down. She looked down at her clenched fist, and slowly opened it. A metal fork dropped to the table with a clatter, and it was crumpled and dented as if it had been made out of putty. Natalie didn't look surprised or shocked by this, just mortified and sad. A bright red flush had formed on her cheeks and her shoulders slumped. She refused to meet the gaze of anyone around her.

The light on her collar turned green again.
Natalie Ellis





There was a little conversing around Natalie but the only attention she seemed to get were people curiously looking at her collar. One girl, with bright yellow hair and a moody look on her face sat a few seats away as if to avoid her, or just avoid anyone. It was hard to tell. She heard mutterings from other students about why she'd need to wear the collar if their powers were being nullified. They really had no idea. Natalie hoped it would stay that way. Here she was, in a place full of people with powers, and she'll still be the lone, single outcast if anybody had found out what she had done, and what she was like. It wasn't fair.

That's when a boy sat besides her, between Natalie and the yellow-haired girl. Even though she was watching him, and could see him reaching out, she still jumped when his hand touched her shoulder. And then he told a bad joke, and Natalie looked away and gave a single dry, humorless chuckle. But at least she was almost smiling now. Her mouth was in a slightly different position than it was, now looking more like a squiggly line than a frown. He then took his hand away and asked for her name.

"It's Natalie," she replied in a very quiet, soft voice devoid of confidence and clearly not used to being used. "Hi, Archie."
Natalie Ellis





Natalie woke up in full restraints, unable to move any part of her body. For a few seconds, she panicked, and struggled, but she wasn't budging. Then she looked around. The wild, crazy look of a cornered bull left her eyes as her brain kicked in and she remembered where she was. She was safe. They had assured her she'd never be subject to those operations, experiments or tests ever again. They told her she'd be going somewhere safe. More people began to enter the room. Most of them looked under 25, if not even younger. What exactly was happening? She noted that she wasn't the only person that she could see who was restrained. That said, she wasn't able to look behind her, only in front. Other people sat close to her and gave her wary looks. Natalie honestly couldn't blame them.

A man called Elias then briefed them on the situation, and asked them if the wanted to leave. Natalie was silent. She'd miss her family, but the truth is, she couldn't even remember her parent's faces anymore. And they'd probably mourned her a long time ago. Hopefully, someone would let them know that she was alive. All her home, nay, all Earth held for her now were horrific memories. When the countdown started, Natalie braced herself. She wouldn't be able to grab onto anything like this. She hoped the dolly would hold her tight, but considering she hadn't busted her way out of it when she woke up, it was very sturdy stuff. During the journey, a memory came back to her from her childhood. She'd always wanted to go to space and be an astronaut as a young child, and now here she was doing it. She started to sob, and laugh to herself, and the people around her gave her an even wider berth. This attracted the attention of a wary-looking staff member who had her hand on some kind of object attached to her hip. Natalie couldn't see what it was. Natalie apologized, and asked them if they could dab her eyes. They did so with all the care somebody would take if they were petting a wild tiger.

When they landed, which seemed no time at all, a man came over with a clipboard, glanced at it, back at Natalie, and unlocked her restraints, before asking her to present her wrists. She did so, and was cuffed with two very thick, sci-fi looking bracelets joined together with an equally tough looking pole. Now she could look around, she'd see that the other people in dollies had also been released, but she couldn't see any who'd been cuffed immediately afterwards. He motioned her to walk, which she did, gladly. She hadn't been this 'free' in almost two years. Even though she was cuffed. Even though she was surrounded by security and had been sent to a facility in space, this was the best she had been treated in a long time. She followed the arrows with everybody else and was stunned to silence when she emerged from that corridor into a large room filled with people. This wasn't a prison! It was almost a...a space school! Natalie could help herself from smiling. While other people from her ship mingled freely, Natalie was directed to some personnel, who fitted her with a thin metallic collar, and then removed her cuffs, before nodding, smiling, and welcoming her to The Promise. She rubbed her wrists, still beaming, and thanked them profusely.

"Don't get too excited now," one of them explained, pleased to see that she was happy. "You might set your shock collar off. We've heard about your past, and we're so terribly sorry for what you've been through. But we've been sent records of your recovery and rehabilitation. We see it wise to take this measure for now...at least until we're sure you won't hurt anyone else. You understand, don't you?"

Natalie nodded. She guessed she did, though her joy had evaporated. At least she was calm now. But even here she supposed that she was still too different. Once that business was concluded, she joined the others at the food table, and nibbled at a few things. There was one thing everyone else around her had in common; they weren't wearing a shock collar. She wasn't hungry, and gave up eating after a minute.


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Prison Freighter, Designation: Knoxx
Holding Cell 4


Taleste listened to Grayson's plan. She kept quiet because it didn't matter either way, but there was no point in looping the security footage. They'd be fighting their way out and raising hell shortly anyway, and it won't even help keep the records clean because they'll all likely be captured on every other security camera between here and the Security Center. Even if they aren't, their cell will be empty. It won't take a detective to work out that this group were the culprits of the mayhem that they're about to cause. The rest of the plan was solid. Risky, but a lot better than getting the prospect of getting sent to the Kyln. There would be no getting out of there.

When Crusher began to hack, Taleste changed her mind, and still appearing to be restrained, wandered over to him. "There's no point in looping the camera, mate. The seconds it will buy us before we start making noise isn't worth the time it would take to set up a loop in the first place. Just saying," she spoke quietly, before moving back to Grayson's side.

Once they were all ready to go, Taleste slipped off her restraints and pulled Grayson to his feet, and putting his arm over her shoulder. The door finally gave way and exploded off it's hinges. Everyone burst out before her, and she and Grayson slowly ambled their way behind the rest, who fought a path for them. Taleste had never been a big fan of fighting, but her recent time with the SKaldrum hve given her an appreciation for the sheer visceral joy of combat. The moment she saw something she could use as a blade, Grayson was getting passed on to somewhun else!
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