GLITCH

THE PROLOGUE

A female groaned as light filtered through her eyelids. Last thing she remembered she had been in her dark room, covered by blankets after one of her most explosive episodes. Well, if you could count crying for days because she had seen a baby compilation 'explosive'. Yeah, she was emotional and lonely - sue her! She gasped when she felt a throbbing pain in her neck, her pale hand coming forward to touch it. Her eyes now open wide, she caressed the spot on her nape that didn't really feel like.. Hers? Now, if that wasn't a well organised joke.

She was in a white room, laboratory-like almost. That alone should've been enough to send her into panic, but for some strange reason her body and mind were reacting in ways that they had never before. She attempted a glance at herself and noticed that her legs - while still hers (she could recognize the weird shape of her left knee anywhere) were a bit different. Gone were the scars she had had since she was a kid from playing around and, she had to admit with a bit of pleasure, it seemed like she had no hairs either. A life without shaving? She could do that. Her green eyes stranded on her ankles, where two identical metal anklets were. She unconsciously tapped her nape, an action that had always helped her think before that - and she screamed.
In less than a second, bright blue text appeared before her eyes. She looked at her hand, trying to understand what was happening.

MARTINA MOORE

[GEN. INFO]

[AUTO-PILOT OPTION]

[SEE MORE]

Huh? Auto-what? Someone had drugged her! That must be it, the only option available because there was no way, no fucking way at all, that this was real. Like, she remembered tripping for a while that one time she took molly with her friends but.. Never at this level!

She scrambled away from where she was laying down and oh my god was that a laboratory table? She felt like throwing up. Like, not literally because for some reason she didn't even feel like she had a stomach anymore. She couldn't understand it, but her body felt scaringly empty. Or maybe, a better way to explain it was light? But then again, how could she lose weight overnight if not by having her organs removed. Yes, that seemed possible and perfectly smart.
Her hand smacked her forehead, almost with too much force without her wanting too.

Goddamnit.

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Hi! So, this is the prologue to a TVD story, as you may have noticed. I've actually been writing out many different ideas these days - with way more words than this 450 long prologue! But then last night I couldn't sleep and I kept thinking about this, so here I am. I hope you liked this and that you guys want to read more in the future. Please leave reviews (I'm open to any kind of criticism/opinion, as long as you're not rude!) and feel free to pm me for anything.3

-solarcrystal