My first memory, whether or not it is mine is unknown, is of being strapped on a table that was in the middle of the room. I think at that time, I was still pure, not a hybrid, like I am now. Anyway, I remember that the table was cold. It felt like ice against my naked body, which was shivering. The next thing I know, I've got this bright light shining on my face and chest. The light was so bright that I soon stopped shivering. I saw outlines as my eyes became accustomed to the light. As I was beginning to tell what those shapes were, I felt an immediate pain in my left arm. I turned to see what it was, and saw a small robotic arm move away from my sore arm. I could barely tell what was on the end of it; a syringe, dripping with a mixture of blood and some other liquid, something that was reddish-black, and it had a super-natural air about it. I started to get mad, but then I got real calm, and eventually went to sleep.

After I woke up, I realized that I was in a room. I was sitting in a wheelchair. I still didn't know what I was doing there, or who I was at that time, but I did know that I felt... different. I couldn't tell what it was that was different. They were subtle things, the color of the plant next to my bed, the sound of my own voice, it all seemed different. It passed after about 15 minutes, and everything turned back to what seemed normal. Then, a nurse walked in. After I got dressed, she came over to me and did some little examinations, like taking my temperature, and taking a sample of my blood. After she had done that, she started talking to me.

"The doctor will see you now, patient Drac."

After mumbling some stuff, I replied, "Drac? What the hell kinda name is that? Please don't tell me that that is my name."

"You don't remember your real name?" I nodded. "Good." She wrote something on her little pad, probably about my not remembering my name. After she finished that, she came behind me and began to push my chair, and out my room, down a long, clean, shiny corridor, towards a pair of doors. As the doors parted, it looked like the same room on the other side, only it was a short hall, with a window at the end. I could see out the window, the first glimpse of the outside world. I could see a few people in military outfits walking around. I was still trying to figure out where I was when the nurse wheeled me into another room, where a doctor was sitting in the middle.

"Drac?" I looked around and then nodded. "Good morning. My name is Dr. Morton. I'm the doctor in charge of the little operation we have going here. I'm just going to ask you a few questions, and that will be all for today. Are you ready?"

I was still a little groggy (I'd just woken up about 10 minutes ago), but I managed to say yes. I figured, the sooner I got done, the sooner I would leave...

Dr. Morton immediately started asking me all sorts of questions. He started out with asking me my name, which I told him I thought was Drac.

"What do you mean, you're not sure?" I don't know what was so unclear about what I had said, but I was groggy, so I humored him.

"The nurse that came to get me called me Drac, so I guess that that is my name."

"Good, good." He wrote some stuff down on his pad. I still didn't know what was so 'good' about me not being sure of my name. "Do you know how old you are?"

"Um, not really. I can't really tell how tall I am, but I'd say that I'm about 30." I wasn't too sure about that, but that was my best guess.

"Actually, from our records, you're about 34."

I was awake (almost) by this time, so I realized what he had said. "What do you mean, 'from our records'? What do you have in there? I want to know what you have in that folder!" I started staggering up out of my chair, toward him, though still a little groggy.

"Just calm down now. You don't want to do anything that you'll regret later, now do you?" He spoke into a wrist-worn com system. "Security, this is Dr. Morton. I need your help. Patient #97586-A is becoming a little aggitat-"

"Shut up! Give me the damn folder!" As I made a pathetic lunge for the folder, some solders came in and grabbed me (it wasn't that hard; I was stronger than before, but not that strong) and threw me into the wheelchair. The throw alone knocked the wind out of me. They strapped my arms and legs down to the chair while I wheezed from the lack of air in my chest. When I had recovered some more, I felt a sharp pain in my left arm. When I turned, I saw the doc pulling a hypo from my arm.

"I'm sorry, but you left me no choice. I had to do that. You are obviously not aware of your current situation, or your past one for that matter." Just as he was saying this, another doctor came in, escorted by two more solders. Just as I was getting ready for another round of 'Beat the Patient', he began to yell at the first doctor.

"Damnit, Derek, I told you to be careful with him! If he dies on your watch, its my ass on the line!" The second doctor looked really pissed off.

"Well, you know, I'm only trying to prepare him for what is coming up in his future. You know as well as I do what it holds. I'm just, 'preping' him." As he said this, he looked like he could kill me. I tried to get up out of the wheelchair, but the straps were too tight, and I was still in pain from the throw back into it, so there wasn't much I could do about it.

"Damn." The second doctor ordered the MPs to unstrap me from the wheelchair. "There, now thats alot better, isn't it?" He turned to Dr. Morton. "If you pull another stunt like this, I'll make sure you never see your family again, is that clear?" Dr. Morton nodded.

I was anxious to get out of there. "Um, do you think I could get out of here now?" I asked.

The second doctor smiled. "Sure. I'll even take you myself."

As he wheeled me out of the room, I looked out of one of the few windows the place had. All I could see were people in uniforms. The blue ones looked familiar, like the solders who threw me into my wheelchair. In the background, I could see some sort of ship; It was small, with 2 wings, both with a big blue dot on them...

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