Waking Up

I close my eyes, turning away from the light blinding me. A hand pulls my face back and a soft voice says, "Open your eyes. We need to make sure everything is functioning as it should be."

I open my eyes only to be blinded again. The light blinds one eye, and then the other. Then the light is gone. I blink slowly and the white fades, I can see people, a room. The room is white, too. I can see four people in the room with me. A tall woman in a white coat over blue clothes. The woman has brown hair and green eyes. The other two tall people are another woman and a taller man.

The man has spiked blond hair and blue eyes, wearing some kind of fancy suit. The woman has black hair pulled up into a bun, and brown eyes. She's wearing a suit, too. The final person is a boy, much shorter than the other people in the room. He has spiked blond hair and blue eyes, too. He's wearing a white shirt and blue pants.

There's suddenly a sharp pain in my arm and I throw my arm out, hitting the woman in white beside me. She gasps and then the tall people are giving me mean looks. I look down at my arm and my arm is bleeding a little. The woman in white wipes the blood away and puts a band-aid on it. The boy smiles at me and a warmth washes over me. I feel weird. I don't understand anything.

The woman in white turns to the tall people, "Everything seems to be functioning properly. The Certificate of Creation should be ready. I'll be right back and you can fill that out so he's on record."

She leaves the room and I'm left with the tall people and the boy. The boy keeps smiling at me. He turns and pulls on the woman's pants, "Mommy, can I talk to him now?"

She looks at the man and he nods, smiling at the boy, "Just go easy, Ventus, he just woke up a few hours ago. You don't want to overwhelm him."

The boy comes over and sits beside me. We're the same height. He smiles, "Hi, my name is Ventus. But you can call me Ven."

I smile back lightly, the warmth is stronger. I meet eyes with this boy and I can suddenly see through his eyes. I can see a boy with crazy black hair and golden colored eyes smiling a little wearing a white shirt and white pants. I blink and look away. I'm staring at the floor, through my eyes. My smile falls and I continue to stare at the floor. The warmth I feel, it was burning hot when I looked into his eyes. Now, it feels colder than it was before I looked into his eyes. A moment later the woman in white returns, handing a clipboard to the man, "Just fill all the information out on the Certificate."

The man fills it out quickly and hands it back to her. She smiles, "Bring him in once a week for the first month for check-ups, just to make sure everything continues working while he's still new. If you have any questions, call our Clone Expert, Dr. Hikari. Her phone number is on the Certificate."

She takes the clipboard, "Let me make a copy of this and once you have the copy, you're clear to take him home."

She bows and leaves the room. I stare at the floor for awhile until the woman comes back. She leaves a moment later and the man speaks, "Come on, you two. Let's get home."

"Coming, Daddy." Ventus replies happily, jumping off the slap we're sitting on. I hesitantly drop off it, staring at my bare feet as they hit the floor. White. So much white. I hate it. I follow them from the room and through a large white room that seems to stretch forever. We leave the white place and I blink as more light blinds me. My vision comes back to focus and I just feel tired. Ventus takes my hand and leads me as I stare at the black ground, reveling in the feeling of it scraping the bottom of my feet. It kind of hurts, and I like that. I can feel that.

We get in a car and I stare out the window as the man drives. I can't hold on to any of the outside, it all just blends together in my mind, making a horrible mess. I'm getting more tired, my eyes don't want to stay open. I hear the woman sigh before I pass out, "They're both asleep."

When I wake up again, I'm lying on a bed in a room painted gray with a single window close to my bed. I look around slowly and there's nothing else in the room. Just my bed, a window, and a door across the room from me. I blink slowly, it's almost black, the light is almost gone in the room. I sit up and take off my clothes, throwing them to the floor. I'm cold and I frown at them, "I hate you."

My voice is small, almost squeaky, like Ventus' but not as happy sounding. There's a lack of anything in my voice. It's empty, just like I feel right now. I'm empty and I don't know who or where I am. I wake up to a woman blinding me and stabbing me and I hate white. Anyone who wears white is bad. Any place that's white is bad, especially the white place with the people with white coats. I hate that place. I pull the black cover over me and shiver, the warmth I felt inside earlier is gone. I'm just cold.