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Katherine Elizabeth Bishop.
That's my name but I also go by Kate or Katie, but there is another name I was called for five years of my life.
And no I'm not talking about the blip, I'm talking about something else something that I never want to go through again.
Before I say the name I was "given" I'm going to tell you what happened to me.
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It all started about 15 years ago, I was ten and it was at my dad's funeral in 2012 after the battle of New York.
I was sitting alone while my mom was only a few feet away from me talking to some people but her back was turned.
I didn't see it coming I only felt something prick my neck and I was out cold.
When I woke up I was in a room, it was a simple bedroom but the door had a window on it and there was a password pad next to the door.
I sat up on the bed and put my knees to my chest, I was ten I didn't know what to do I was scared.
Then after what felt like hours of being alone I heard the door open and in came a man, a big man with a balding head and he was wearing glasses and he was wearing a suit.
On his right was a well dressed woman whose hair was going grey and was gaining wrinkles, her face was stern and her eyes were cold like ice.
And on his left was a person in some sort of armor, the mask freaked me out, they had a shield on their back and had a gun on their thigh.
The stern woman told me get off the bed and I obeyed, the woman walked over to a dresser and took out what looked like a simple school girl uniform.
The uniform was a knee length grey skirt with a white button up shirt, and black leggings.
The women laid it neatly on the bed and went back to standing next to the man.
The man walked up to me and placed his hands on my face, I flinched just a little but it didn't seem to faze him and he seemed to be observing me.
"What is your name?" The man had asked me. Even though I was scared I knew I had to answer.
"Kate" but it seemed like that wasn't his answer that because his frown showed, so he asked me again.
"What is your name girl"
"Katherine" now he seemed to be pleased with what I said because he smiled but I was still scared.
"I am dreykov, and this is your new home" he said, that was his name, at this point I was on the verge of tears.
"I-I want my mom" I stuttered out, the stern woman frowned but the man wasn't fazed at all.
"We are your new family now, the red room is your new family" it was all he said to me before he let go of my face and turned around and started walking out the door, but before he left he turned to the women.
"Start her training" he then walked out of the door, the woman turned to me and demanded that I get changed into the uniform immediately, she then walked out the door.
It wasn't until right then and there that I started to cry, I wanted my mom but she wasn't here and this wasn't a dream.
So I did what the women asked of me, I put on the uniform and when I was done I just stood there waiting for her to return.
And when she did return, she has seemed pleased that I fallowed her orders, she then told me to stand in the middle of the room so I did, I saw that she was holding a wooden stick but I didn't question it I just stood there as she told me what the rules are.
1. I am to refer to her as madam C
2. I am to do what I am told to do
3. If I were to step out of line I am to be punished
4. If I am seen as slacking I will be punished
5. If I am seen as weak I will be punished.
6. I will not complain.
7. I will not cry
8. If I am disrespectful to her, my trainers, and Dreykov I will be punished.
I didn't understand what that meant until I was told to repeat exactly what my rules are.
I tried but I messed up and as punishment I was whacked in the legs with the stick.
She told to do it again.
I tried but I messed up again so I was whacked in my legs again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
It wasn't until my 6th try that I got my rules correct, but by then my legs were red with marks and a little blood was coming out.
I had managed to suck in all of tears before they could fall.
Madam C grabbed my wrist and started to drag me out of my room and down the long corridor until we reached a room that looked like a small hospital.
She told them to bandage up my legs and to get me ready for the project to begin.
I didn't know what that meant until I was strapped to a chair, and was given a dosage of some kind of serum, I begged them not to but they didn't listen.
After they injected the serum into me they left me alone for an hour until they came back, they unstrapped me and I was taken into another room and for two hours I was trained in taekwondo.
After that I spent another two hours training in boxing.
Another two hours of gymnastics.
Two hours of ballet
Basically almost every fighting style is what I given to do throughout the day.
After it was over I was returned to my room by Madam C, and not long after she we entered the room another woman came in and I was given food, it was bad but it was something.
After I ate the food I changed out of the uniform and into pajamas that was laid out onto my bed, after I laid in the bed my right hand was handcuffed to the bedpost, then Madam C left.
That's when I let the tears finally fall down, I didn't know how long I will be here and I didn't want to be here but they weren't giving me much of a choice.
After I cried my heart out I finally fell asleep, when I woke up I was still handcuffed to the bed, I waited until Madam C came in the room with the key.
"Good you are awake" it was all she said as she came up to the bed and undid the handcuffs.
"Get changed, quickly" she said, then she left and I changed into the uniform, and waited for her to return.
When she did she took me to the small hospital again and they did the same thing to me once more.
After that I was expecting to be taken to the other rooms ti train, but instead I went another room and on the walls were rows of different types of guns.
I was showed how to use one and was using it for an hour, after that I was taken to a dance studio where I did ballet for two hours.
After ballet I was then taken to a room where there was a singular desk there, Madam C said that this is where I will learn how to speak different languages.
We spent the rest of the day there until I went back to my room with the same routine as last night.
In the morning it was the same as the first day I got here, and days after that it was on rotation, except the injection was every single day.
And for the next five years this was my hell.