Scribble Experiment #7777SUBJECT: #7777 (DOE, BJINN 'JIN')
AGE: 9-12 Y.O.
BIRTHPLACE: UNKNOWN
POWER: PSIONICS (PSYCHOKINESIS)
CONTROL INDEX: 85%
NOTES: [CLASSIFIED]
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This is what the file says about me, no one cared to ask me my story. How the days and nights stretched on and on in a clean white room. Lights go on, lights go off. After mealtime were the needles. They said they were making me into something better, the next step. After a while they got frustrated, more needles, more tests. I began changing, colours became different. They put me in a tank for hours until I screamed and wept for someone to take me out.
More needles.
One day I decided to go under, sink to the bottom until my lungs burned for oxygen. I couldn't make it up in time. I gulped in mouthfuls of the murky, salty water and finally I was truly scared.
I don't remember what happened next, but they said I broke the tank. At first I was scared, but everyone only looked at me in wonder. I screamed because no one would say a word to me about what happened. Normally one of them would come and restrain me by now, but no one would come near me.
I was levitating lab equipment behind me at the time, sharp scalpels and glass flasks moving with dangerous accuracy when I finally heard the crash as I released them.
My training began that day. No forgiveness, no empathy, training was swift and rigorous. They tested my limits, the thresholds of the power I didn't even know I had. They all seemed excited.
They told me to concentrate. Aim. Fire.
Like a weapon.
And that’s how I got out, I aimed their weapon right back against them. They never saw it coming.
Concentrate.
Aim.
Fire.
Created by 
Idris on January 14th, 2012
Profile & art by Idris
Many thanks to everyone who helped with Jin's TC, especially Emiry.
