whoa i come here and see this... I thought maybe ...if I'm lucky
one person would have pity with me and reply to this... xD
Thanx everyone for starting to read!
now I'm afraid to post the next 'chapter' or part (there are not really chapters in this story)
enjoy
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Silence.
Everything remains dark, which terrifies me for a moment until I realize that someone has switched the lights off.
I relax a little. There is not as much pain as I expected. Just my skin seems to burn a little and it feels terribly itchy. The same itchiness you feel when a wound is about to heal and you are not allowed to scratch it.
I can’t move because of the shackles and the feeling is increasing, it almost makes me want to tear my skin off.
Suddenly the doors slip open and a light ray is burning my eyes.
I hear myself groaning in a disturbing unnatural way. The light was so bright that it stung my eyes.
A crooked shadow like figure is entering the room with faint short steps.
It is a Vykker, I recognize his chuckling. Interns never chuckle like that.
Oh please not again.
The doors are closing with a slight buzzing sound while panic rises in me as quickly as a darting flame. It’s dark again and I can’t see, but I sense him scurrying past the operating table searching for something.
“I see you are already awake!” He smirks and bends over me with a glinting scrutiny in his eyes, spreading his rotten breath over me. Then – to my great relief- he turns away to the machines, attaching a little device with a huge glowing display and typing in some data. “Yeah, yeah… ” He mumbles to himself excited and nods satisfied. “How do you feel? Is your head aching or something?”
I attempt to shake my head but I’m either too weak or my head has become very heavy.
“Ok, I’ll turn on the light now… it’s not intense but for an unmasked Slig it’s probably a little unpleasant.”
A second later the room is lighting up in a brilliant stinging white. My pulse is quickening but I force my eyes to stay open. I never saw an unmasked Slig before … where is he?
But all I can see are cables covering my body and the reflections from the metal table stinging painfully in my eyes.
And my skin feels itchy again. It’s even more terrible than before and I squirm in my shackles, crying inwardly for freedom.
Suddenly someone is screaming in the room to the next, followed by the ear splitting noise of metal clonking on metal. Startled I wince and glance to the door.
“WHERE IS HE?!?!” the irritated Mudokon screams so loudly that his voice becomes hoarse. After some yells and screams from a bunch of other Vykkers and Interns stumbling around, the Mudokon storms out of the room. He is swearing some words that I have never heard a Mudokon saying before. “Where-” his voice breaks and I recognize something familiar about it. Maybe he’s one of my cellmates… but I can’t remember anyone who has that voice. Yet I’m sure I know it.
He hammers against the doors but they remain shut. The Vykker grins widely glancing at me. “He’s not so happy about it… but it was either Skillya or the experiment, so he had no choice!” He chuckles again and unties me.
After he had freed me from all the cables that were connected to my body he goes away and continues to search.
I’m still lying limply on my back my body is a little numb but my heart is beating quickly, pumping blood through my veins strangely fast. I weakly roll to my side and want to stand up but there is something strange about my body. Squinting again I manage to lift myself up to my arms and look down.
But what I see there takes my breath away.
I freeze in shock just staring. My mind is blank in an instant.
Despite the tremendous noise of the door being forced open I don’t react.
Someone is glaring at me, panting heavily. I ignore it, too busy to understand what is wrong with me. I remark that I’m trembling -even my breath is trembling with shock. I see everything clearly but it doesn’t make any sense in my brain.
But he continues glaring at me not saying a word as if he understands.
I slowly look up gazing at the tall Mudokon in front of me searching for an explanation. But what I see just confuses me more.
It’s not just a Mudokon.
It’s myself. Or at least he looks exactly like I used to look like a few hours before. His facial expression is mirroring my feelings so well that it seems to be my own reflection. Being more real than the strange body I see when I look down at myself now.
I take a deep breath trying to suppress the feeling of nausea rising in me.
“Give it back.” he says with my voice. “Give me my body back!”
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-to be continued- (...if someone replies......was it confusing?) 
EDIT: if something sounds weird it's because english is not my first language and perhaps i used wrong words to describe something plz tell me if that happens ^^;
edit: the icon is not made by me... it's from dA xD