Eight years later

(A/N: WARNING there is descriptions of blood and child abuse within this chapter ;))

"Sooo ghosty, what on the menu today hmm?" Ebony growled, from within the cage she'd been living in for god knows how long. Each day was the same; she was force fed blended food through tubes; then showered with high pressure water whilst being handcuffed to the silver bars of her cage, that burned like hell; followed by torture session one; continued torture session two; finalised by a yet another torture session; all before passing out in pain and ready to wake up again only to experience it all over again.

"Chicken livers, they're said to help increase your regeneration speed. It'll be helpful as I need to remove another kidney from you soon but I don't think yours has fully developed back yet." he recalled, while shoving the tube down Ebony's now clamped open mouth.

"Swallow it, don't spit it out like last time, not that it should be an issue with the clamp, specially made from silver. I'm warning you before you decide to crush it in your mouth and cause blood to splatter everywhere again. It's a nuisance to clean and I'll only cut you deeper later on."

Nodding, Ebony began gulping down the slop being fed down the tube. 'what has my life turned to having to be force fed down a tube. God give me a break'

"Good. Now don't bite me when I take the clamps off" he cautiously removed the tube before removing the clamps slowly. He must not have forgotten the time she bit his arm and put in extra precautions so it never happened again.

"Ghosty, what's the matter you look a bit pale... Perhaps it'd be best you went home for today don't you think?" she suggested, trying to convince him to give her a day off from the torture cycle.

"hmm maybe your right, after eight years of coming here day in and day out I really do deserve a day off" he contemplated stroking his chin. Ebony frantically nodded in agreement, panting like a dog towards their owner.

"hmmm... Nope" he laughed, whilst sneering down at her pathetic gaze that drooped at the sudden let down, "get ready for your shower once I leave."

"Hmm" she sighed, tired of his stupid face and continuous list of commands that showed no sign of stopping . As he left her cell, she stood up to get undressed for the shower.

It was probably the worst torture of the day, as she stood naked guards came and gawked at her while spraying her with ice cold water that stung like hell. She was used to it by now, as she had already been stripped of all her dignity and had nothing left to lose.

The usual two guards came in, threatening her like always while handcuffing her to the silver bars which left burn marks against her wrists and anywhere else they came into contact with. Once finished one went over to where the hose pipe was placed picking it up while signaling the other to switch on the water supply.

"Ready" the guard yelled before high pressure water was fired at Ebony's back. Pushing her onto the silver bars that burned all over her chest and face as she face planted herself into the middle of the bars.

"ahh - ahhhhh... stop...stop! I'm clean... I said... I'm clean!" she yelled under the constant spray of water, shoving her skin deeper into the bars. Her whole body rifed in pain, as she tried to break free from the restraints and move out of the guards line of fire.

"Shut up we decide if your clean or not!" the guard holding the hose yelled, trying to override the noise emitting from the water splashing against the wall.

'Great, that's exactly what a perv would say' she thought cringing at the way the two looked at her as she struggled under the water. She reminded herself that she would escape eventually and when she did they would all be dead.

"STOP!" Dr. Swans voice boomed in the room as he stormed over to the cage to see the extent of damage caused to his 'specimen' .

"Leave. Now!" he commanded, as the water supply stopped and the guards removed her handcuffs.

The two strolled out muttering under their breath at their show being interrupted. Ebony sat in the corner next to the drain, holding her knees against her chest as she hugged herself. Watching as the water slowly swirl down into the gaps in the drain, she remembered all the times that Dr. Ghost would wash away the blood that had spilled out from her dissections. 'So this is where it went'

Looking up, she met his eyes just inches away from hers. Jumping back in fright, she whined as the fresh air hit her open wounds. Realizing she looked like a char grilled chicken with the vertical burn marks all down her chest she cringed. Noticing the doctors stare, she curled back up inside her bony arms whilst shooting him daggers.

"Don't look at me like that I wasn't the one that did that to you" he retorted pointing his long finger at her face as he traced it down the burns on her body. Coughing the doctor stood up turned away telling her to get dressed and lie back down on the bed.

Standing up she saw blood start swirling into the drain, yet she couldn't feel any deep cuts on her body at the time. Looking at her burns, she couldn't see any blood and just as she was about to look at her legs she felt something wet and uncomfortable between her thighs.

"Umm... Doctor should I be bleeding here?"