Individuality - Prologue

'''&nbsp Goji POV'''

I jumped over a long barbed wire fence, the razor sharp tops cutting into my jeans, I rolled to a halt in front of a massive machine gun and jumped out of the way as bullet pellets rained down where i last was.

I ducked behind a crate and felt as it vibrated from the constant fire of pellets.

I lifted my arm and it transfigured into a large, hard metal shield.

I ran out of cover, the pellets deflected off the solid surface of my shield till i was just a foot away from the machine gun.

I jumped up, transformed my arm into a long blade and cut downwards, slicing the great metal death machine into two.

I sighed in relief as the bell rang which marked the end of the drill, but suddenly that relief went into pain as my blade-arm started to gurgle and bubble like it was overheating, i groaned in pain as it slowly turned back into my solid arm.

I took long, hard breaths until a gruff, charming voice echoed the room "It seems your shape shifting hasn't reached its full capacity yet, weird i would have thought it would have synchronized by now...we may need to give you another Anesthetic and augment it again Subject Goji" I reconized the voice, it was Peter Solson, my creator.

Well not exactly, i was made by his henchmen, he only provided the DNA for it.

I nodded and walked out the Drill Gym.

I pulled off my parka, it was soaked in persperation, i threw it into the Cleaning Chute the pulled off my shirt revealing my bare chest, i then entered the Augmentation Room.

I flinched as mechanic needles prodded into my liquid like body, i made it liquid by will but sometimes i couldn't control it and a ripple sometimes happened.

Soon the needles stopped and the pain in my arm subsided, i saw Peter and his henchmen in the booth overlooking me, they looked like they were deep in discussion.

I waited patiently in my room...well not exactly a room, it had a bed, a desk full of tests that Peter had sent me and a window overlooking the drill gym.

I sat on the bed till a small chyme summoned me to the Assembly hall.

Peter and his henchmen faced me, each holding a weird rod in their hands.

I stared at them confused "Subject Goji...over great discussion and survallience we have found you...obsilite....a false start..." I stared in horror as two henchmen approached me "And failures must be eradicated to make way for the sucesses"

They jabbed me with the rods and i fell to the floor, darkness engulfing me as i lost consciousness.