Chapter #4Hannah goes first by: takacube   Tassert led Hannah down a corridor after a last minute hug with her parents, both of whom tried to look much stronger than she believed they were capable of at the moment. The agent seemed much more worn down than when she had first met her but given the circumstances of their visit and what they were presently doing, she could all but guess what was going on inside her head.
They walked quietly until they reached a set of double doors and, with one final breath, she turned and gave her a warm hug. "Good luck, Ms. Maxwell." She returned the hug with as much warmth as she hoped he could convey under the circumstances and the smile on her face told her that it had been received. She pressed the pad next to the door and the two doors slid open with just the faintest hiss. Hannah took a few moments to collect her thoughts, looked down at herself one last time, and then stepped through the doors.
"Welcome, Ms. Maxwell, we don't have a lot of time," came a sing-song voice that had just the right amount of priss that irritated her and when she turned, she noticed that a young woman stood at the control panel of an interesting device. She tapped in a few commands, a few numbers, and then motioned for her to step forward onto a blue circular platform. "This will only be a second."
Hands from orderlies quickly reached out and stripped him of her shirt, pants, belt, socks, shoes and then a pair of metal scissors came out and snipped off her undergarments, leaving her there in all her nude glory. She let out a small yelp as hands went up to cover her chest and between her legs but the woman's voice, still prissy and irritating, nonetheless gave her a bit of reassurance that the process would be fast and, for the record, they were all women. "About your process, do you have any last minute questions?"
Hannah looked on as a small slab of metal rose from behind her and then somehow became soft and pliable enough to form a contour around her body frame down to the arches in her feet. "Um..what?"
She looked up from her position, her face still slightly flushed. "Any questions?"
She shook her head clear from the distractions around her and paused. "Yes...just one, really. Am I really going to be made into the person in my file?"
The woman tapped a few buttons and a small screen popped up in front of her, mirroring what she was seeing. "You are Hannah Jane Maxwell, 14, female, caucasian, 94 pounds, standing at a height of 5 feet 1 inches." She clicked a few more buttons and the screen shifted to a small readout. "Your new life will be dramatically different." She pressed another button and a small syringe sprung from a small arm that moved and then was deftly injected into her arm. "Any questions on your new life before you go under?"
The medicine was quick in reaction and Hannah could feel her eyes growing extremely heavy. "...can you tell me anything?"
The tech nodded and pressed another sequence of buttons with the screen scrolling through a bunch of text before she settled on one that, given the blurred lights and semi-drunken stupor Hannah felt creeping over her, she could not quite read. "When you awake, you'll be Jacob Daniel Harrison, 16, caucasian male, 160 pounds, standing at a height of 5 feet 9 inches. Quite the looker, I might add..."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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