"I think this is probably, my third or fourth Apex Game." I remarked to my teammates.

"All of them winners?" Pathfinder asked in his enthusiastic robotic voice.

"Only one," I replied, "and that was my second one."

"How'd you get eliminated?" Wraith questioned while examining her knife.

"Hmm, let me think. The first one was by a one-on-one against a Hemlock. The second one was by a Longbow shot half a kilometre away." I replied while reminiscing about my previous games.

"Interesting." Wraith commented still engulfed by her knife.

"You know I've got a knife just like that one." I commented trying to change the subject, "A kunai made out of a jet-black metal."

"Show me." Wraith demanded finally shifting her gaze off her knife.

"How'd you lose your arm?" Pathfinder asked noticing my metal left arm.

"Lost it during a battle against an IMC sceptre. The damn thing drove a metal pipe through the area below my shoulder so tight I had to cut the entire arm off." I replied with Pathfinder looking a bit shocked at my answer.

"Where'd you get one of these?" Wraith questioned while comparing mine and her knives.

"Right there." I replied while pointing to the newly uncovered labs.

"So, you wanna land there and do some more investigating?" Wraith asked while getting up and passing me back my knife.

A few minutes later and we were flying through the air towards the giant portal. I swear Wraith's eyes lit up with worry as we passed through the portal. The other end of the portal was deep in the facility.

"Heads up, friend." Pathfinder called to me as he shot an enemy with a peacekeeper.

"Thanks." I called back while running further into the facility. I burst into the side room where there was a wingman lying on a table.

"Score." I said to myself before noticing a computer on the table. The screen read; "Project: Wraith. Subject 2473. Result: Memory loss, subject complaining about hearing 'voices' that keep them up at night. Further research into side effects required."

"What? Why would something like that be here?" I asked before the world around me spun away. "No! Not now!" I yelled into the oncoming darkness. I knew this feeling all too well, it was a 'side effect' of the procedure I had been exposed to in a lab similar to this.

The world fell around me and a new scene was created, the same lab but looking, cleaner. Two scientists walked by talking about how the recent subject, Subject 2473, the same one on the computer, had been complaining continuously about 'voices in her head.'

I continued walking through this 'dream' version of the lab. The central room contained what looked like a medical chair with large needles facing it from all angles.

"That's where you were." A voice whispered.

"Who's there?" I yelled, surprised, turning around looking in all directions.

"I'm you." The voice whispered again.

A person appeared in the chair. She looked exactly like me, same metal arm and everything.

"This is what happened to us." The voice explained.

"This isn't real," I yelled holding back tears and banging my fist on the window, "none of this is real. This is only a figment of my imagination."

"No, Artemis. This is where we came from." The voice whispered. I swear I could feel a chill run down my spine after hearing that.

I was actually crying now. Why was I crying? To that I didn't even know, something about this just felt so, off.

Around the corner I heard two security guards, something told me they would be able to see me, so I ran. For what seemed like hours I ran, deeper and deeper into the lab. Until I came to a room with a hospital bed in it. The room was padded from top to bottom and was completely white.

The room flickered before another woman became visible. Sitting on the bed was someone, someone that looked like Wraith.

"Well Renee, are you ready for the first procedure?" a man asked the woman sitting there.

"Ready as I'll every be." The woman replied, beaming with pride, "This is my life's work, there's no way I'm doing anything else."

"Well then, right this way." The main replied pointing his hand towards the door.

Making sure as to not be seen I followed them, and my worst fears were confirmed. She was led to the room with the medical seat and needles. But the most startling thing was that in a room overlooking I saw, myself.

"Why would I be here?" I asked myself while sneaking over to the control room.

The door was guarded, the only way in was through the ventilation. A duct was right above me and perfect timing with my jumps was what got me up there. While I was in the duct I had to be even more silent.

Soon I found myself above the control room and could see myself at what looked like the main control console.

"Okay, test one for Project: Wraith, now in session. How are you feeling Renee?" the other me asked the woman now sitting in the test chair.

"As ready as I'll every be." The woman in the chair replied confidently.

"Then we are go for test one in 5, 4, 3," the other me counted down until one as the woman in the chair took a deep breath in anticipation, "and 1, begin test." The other me ordered the rest of the people in the control room.

There was silence for a few moments broken only by the whirring of the equipment. Everyone was looking at the glance in anticipation.

"I don't think it worked." The woman in the chair began to say before screaming in pain.

"Shut it down!" the other me yelled at one of the control room staff.

"But, ma'am, the test."

"Don't even dare." The other me yelled, now walking over the person's desk, "Get out of the way."

"But, but, but." The control room staff began to stutter.

"Get out of here, now!" the other me yelled at the person as he ran away, followed by the rest of the staff.

The other me seemed to be putting in shutdown codes that unlocked the red button underneath me. Just as the other me was going to push the button the person that met Sylvena in the room came in holding a pistol.

"Step away from the console Sarah." The man ordered. Sarah, I hadn't heard my old name for so long I'd almost forgotten it.
"No, what you're doing isn't right." Sarah yelled, her hand held above the button.

"You push that button and I will shoot you." The man mentioned with a surprisingly calm voice.

"Then that's the road I'm taking." Sarah replied with a shit-eating grin as she slammed her hand on the button. The crack of a bullet rang out as she clutched her chest, blood seeping from the spot.

I got too careless and crawled a little too far, trying to get a closer look. The hatch gave way and a feel right onto the concrete floor.

"Who the hell are you?" The man asked with a confused look on his face.

"I am…" I started before being cut off.

"It doesn't matter you're going to die to." The man exclaimed while pulling the trigger a few more time.

The pain was almost unbearable. I tried to put pressure on my wounds but I could still feel blood seeping out. I yelled as the world spun around me and I found myself lying in front of the computer again. Back in the real world.