NightSwan sat on the dirty floor of the shipping container as it was loaded onto a heavy duty truck. After what must have been hours later, the vehicle stopped and the large metal doors were opened and some of the girls started to loudly whimper as they were unloaded from the container. Yvett's thoughts of the pain these girls must have endured had brought tears to the blonde's eyes, good this would help her look more of the part. When it was her turn to be led out,like every other girl, the man held a strange device in front of her face, the device started to glow green,
"Name?" He stated
"Yvett" she answered to which the man gave a slightly confused expression,
"Must be resisting. Name?" He asked again and pressed a few buttons on the device pointed at her.
"...Pearl" the young blonde found herself say. "What!? That's not my name! My names...Pearl, yes that's my name, that's why I said it." She thought to herself.
"So much for resistance." The man spoke then he pushed her forward with the other girls, Yvett, now pearl, walked forward with a slightly blank look on her face.
Eventually each girl was let into a small white room with a chair in the middle. Pearl was ushed into the room and made to sit in the dentist like chair where she was strapped down, soon a middle aged woman in a lab coat walked in and pulled a strange machine from the ceiling and positioned it at her face. The device glowed a vibrant green hue and the former heroine started to relax, her mouth opened slightly and her eyes changed from blue to an almost glowing lime green, signaling that the brainwashing had started to take effect. Then the older woman spoke,
"Pearl, you were in the crate but our men had no memory of capturing you. You will tell me why that is" she said and Pearl found it impossible not to tell the truth.
"Yes. My name was Yvett Qté...I was a superhero...NightSwan...came to save...girls." She said in a docile tone as the machine reprogrammed her brain.
"Interesting, the vigilante of Moon Cove! Or should I say: the former vigilante of Moon Cove ha!" She mocked.
"Yes ma'am. Former vigilante...Moon Cove..." Pearl responded sleepily as drool ran down her chin.
The brainwashing device broke down her defenses and invaded her mind with command after command, making her obedient and weak.
"State your name and function" the doctor ordered,
"Yes ma'am! Pearl, property of Master Joré(hore-hay) Gonzalez, leader of the Tezecha Organization." She said dutifully and almost proudly.
"No! This can't be happening! I'm no ones property!" A small voice in the back of Pearl's mind shouted in anger, but the girl pushed the voice down, silencing it.
The device was turned off with the blonde's eyes permanently lime green. She was unstraped and lead out of the small room and into another where she was stripped down and thoroughly scrubbed clean with all her body hair shaved clean, even her pubic hair was hairless and smooth. Then the brainwashed girl was put into white lacy underwear and dressed In a white tank top under a light grey running jacket that was zipped just under her b-cup breasts with matching light grey work out shorts that stopped 9 inches above her knees and hugged her tight butt. White high socks with grey and white running shoes on her feet, her shoulder length blonde hair was cut even and pulled into a tight ponytail with straight bangs. Lastly was a name tag reading: PEARL-381. On her right breast. She was lined up with other young girls around her age, all wearing the same outfit and with the same hair, organized by skin color and hair color.
Right next to her line, white/blonde, was the girl from earlier, Diamond. She was wearing the same outfit but her black hair was tied up in a tight bun on top of her head, like all the African American girls, her name tag read: DIAMOND-376. She was standing in the black/black line. To Pearl's left was the white/brown line, and to the left of that was the white/black line.
All the Caucasian females had the same hair as Pearl, all the African American females had the same hair as Diamond, all the asian females had hair buns tied on the back of their heads, all the Hispanic females had their hair in a braided ponytail. All the captured girls had the same lime green eyes, starring forward at attention.
A man with a clipboard walked past the rows of girls and then writing down something on the paper in front of him.
"All right slaves, move into the boat and take a seat in your designated place!" He commanded and the dozens of girls complied without question of problem.
Once inside the rather large boat, they marched down the stairs into the lower deck where at least a hundred seats that were bolted to the floor. The seats were split into 9 rows, one for each skin/hair type. Pearl sat down in her designated row and locked herself into a secure harness that she could not unlock. Soon a man came in and fed each passenger a pill once he checked their restraints, each and every girl happily took the sleeping pill that would keep them out for the trip. After receiving the sleeping medication she dozed off to sleep almost immediately, a tiny smile formed on her pretty lips as she let herself succumb to unconsciousness. "Nooo! This can't happen to me! I need to fight! I need to..." her rebellious thoughts drowned out as the drugs began to work.