Cindy was only 6 when the government took her away from her family.
She was scared and worried - she didn't know what would happen to her.
She was injected with a serum and placed in a cell.
After a day, her ears became sharp and pointed.
The next day, she grew a prehensile tail with a tuft of brown hair at the end to match the hair on her head.
The next day, her eyes adjusted so she had night-vision. She also got pink paw-pads on her hands and feet, and her nails were replaced with
sharp, retractable claws.
The next day, her nose flattened, and her face pushed out into a short muzzle, and she got sharp teeth.
The next day, she grew 4 extra arms, just like the ones she now had.
The next day, she grew big bat-like wings, and she now had a long prehensile tongue.
The last day, she grew 2 extra heads, which looked the same as hers did now. Cindy named the right head Britney, and the left head Laura.
Her transformation was complete, and at least now she had someone to talk to.
On the 8th day, as they ate their breakfast (just a nutrient bar), they talked with eachother.
"What do you think they'll do now?" Cindy asked.
"Don't ask US." Britney replied.
"We're YOU, remember?" Laura said "We only know as much as YOU do."
They split the bar into 3 equal parts so they each got one, not that it mattered since they shared the same stomach.
When they were done, they were taken to class.
The agents felt they shouldn't deprive their younger victims an education at least.
There were other kids there just as transformed as them.
In addition to regular education, they were also taught how to fight, and often a fully transformed kid would be pitted against another. To
them, it was the only real "fun" they had. None of them died - it was more playful than fierce - like lion cubs play-fighting before being old
enough to hunt. Today was Cindy's turn. She wasn't too happy about it, and neither were her 2 "sisters". They took on another 6-year-old girl
who was a crocodile-taur. They beat her, but barely.
"Excellent work, subject 305." said a female scientist in her early 30s (Natasha) "You may be ready for the field sooner than we thought."
"We don't care!" the 3 said at once, for whenever they talked to anyone else, it was in unison "We want to see our mommy and daddy again, and
stop calling us 305 - we are Cindy, Britney, and Laura, and we wanna go home now!" tears were streaming down their faces.
"This IS your home now," Natasha told them, as she had many times before "and even if we sent you back, would they accept what you've
become? You're nothing more than a monster now - a living weapon for our use just like the rest of them. I suggest all 3 of you accept this!"
It was like this every day, and before they knew it, they'd been there for two weeks, a month, and then half a year!
By now, Cindy-Britney-Laura was one of the best fighters in her class, and had won many fights.
What scared them the most, was that part of them was starting to like it!
They never gave up on being free again.
They promised eachother they'd learn as much as they could, then escape the first chance they got.