Alright this will be a crossover with Danny Phantom but we wont see any until Chpt. 3
If its on FF.N most likely I don't own it, only OC's are mine and if its too alike something else blame the sub-conscience! I can't control mine, can you?
Now on to the story! ^,^
Bio: Hi my name is Cynthia, you can call me Cyn, or Cyndi. I have long fiery red hair, that I keep in braids, violet-blue eyes, and a gift for not-dying. I am always seen wearing, a beanie (hat), gloves, a hooded-jacket/coat/vest, skinny jeans or cargo-pants, a T-shirt, & combat boots or sneakers. I hate wearing turtle necks, sweater vests, & anything frilly/girly. I hate wearing 'pink' and animal skins if I can avoid it. I love playgrounds, the circus, free-running, & using my intelligence with my street-smarts (though the latter is used more often). Oh, and one more thing, my sanity is questionable.
We were being attacked by fusion, and they were winning. "CYNTHIA!" someone screamed, I turned and was hit pointblank. "Crap." was all I said and then I passed out.
When wake up I find myself in some sick twisted dark version of Dexter's lab, in restraints. Now don't get me wrong, I'm fine with the dark and sorta-sinister things, but this, this was horror at its finest. As I look around and take in my surroundings I notice others; beaten and bloodied, looking worse for wear, barely within a centimeter of resurrect 'em. Being too appalled at the sight, I don't notice HIM until it's to late, making me jump when HE speaks. I whip my head around trying to find the voice, and why it's so familiar. When I realize it, it makes me gasp: its Dexter's voice, but at the same time, somehow, not: this voice is distorted… wrong, sending chills down my spine; filling me with fear. "Hello, Cynthia," HE steps forward, I freeze, "Do you know why you're here?" "N-no," I stuttered. "Well, you're here because I want you here. You see I've been watching you for a while my dear: watching, and waiting for the perfect moment to strike." HE-no, IT spoke. "And now, well, now no one can hear you scream." HE chucked darkly. That's all I can remember, the rest is just a blur but what I can remember I don't want to: torture by introducing my lungs to raw living fusion matter, sensory deprivation, being a test subject for new weapons; abuse; violation; experimentation among other things.
It's been 13 days; 13 days before I escaped HIS labs deep underground in what once was Tech Square. Only a little over 2 hrs have I been free, and now they've found me. 'What was I thinking? What exactly was I thinking when I ran?' 'You weren't, you just wanted to get away from HIM, HIM and everything he's done,' was whispered in my head. There was nothing to stop the silent tears from streaming down my face. Right then and there I just wanted to end it all, and I was going to until I heard something rustle in the bushes. Like a deer I froze, then all of sudden I was moving, all thoughts of ending it forgotten. As memories kept getting triggered, I kept running as if, just maybe, I could run fast enough I could escape them. My delirium was interrupted when I heard a roar, a very, very loud roar. I looked around *gulp* found it. It was a pack of cyberus. They ambushed us, I remember, they-they murdered little Aaron. I remembered. They made Andy watch too. I couldn't take it, I snapped. "ARRRGGGHHH!" I screamed. 'How dare they, how DARE they!' I thought, outraged. And then I attacked, for once thankful for all of the time mom made me waste on martial arts and self defense. I was moving faster, faster than an average human could, faster than I normally could. Punching, hitting, and kicking harder than what should be possible. I was starting to get careless, not really caring if I get hurt, and that cost me. I was hit and pinned by a young cyberus, sorta like a puppy almost, a vicious deadly puppy, yes, but still a puppy. It stared into my eyes, as if trying to tell me to stop; it was then when I heard a voice, in my head. And it wasn't mine. 'Stop, please stop. You're one of us, so why do you attack?' I froze, and that's when it dawned on me… I'm not human. I tried to reply 'No, I'm not. I'm still human… I need to avenge my family. So please tell anyone who wasn't at the attack on the group of humans 13 days ago to leave. I don't want to attack any innocents. Please let me have my peace of mind. They made a child watch a massacre; his twin included. Over 20 are dead, guilty of nothing but trying to get to a safe haven.' It looked shocked for a moment, but slowly got up and addressed the others. Nine of the Cyberus left - him included, he looked back at me as if to say, "We'll talk later," I nodded as did he and then they were gone. Leaving 7 others to face my vengeance. I didn't know I was being watched, until it was too late.
When the Cyberus came back, he had with him what looked like another Cyberus, just smaller with only had one head. When I asked why it (I still didn't know the gender) was with him, he told me he'd explain later, after I explained. "Sure," I said as I got up and winced, "lets just keep moving," and paused, " hey which way is the nearest warp gate and/or fusion portal away from fusion Dexter?" I asked. 'Follow me,' he said with that weird telepath-communication. I nodded, and telepathically relayed what happened to me with the threat that if anyone found out about this and I didn't tell whomever it was myself… well, I just let them use their imagination. So at the end of the day I found that I had: 2 new friends, become less human, one of which was an exile and would be traveling with me, so no problems there (with the fusion), the other a very good friend to have. When we arrived at the portal we said our goodbye's and about to leave when other fusion appeared, 'GO! Don't worry about me I'll be fine, just leave.'