"Awe, im sorry sweetheart, but it says here that your supervisor, oh im sorry, your stepmother volunteer you for you! I'm sorry, but it's too late, so we might as well get started!"
(Omg really? wow lucky guess mate, and oki! :3)
"N-NO!"
She jerked her head away, but the android gripped her scalp, forcing her to stay still. Her heart raced as the android undid the latch in the back of her head. She shut her eyes, trying to imagine that she was anywhere but here as she heard the prongs being clicked into place. Her retina display informed her that she was now connected to Ratio Detector 2.3, scanning...2%...7%...16%...63%...78%.... She tried to jerk away. Someone was in her mind. Someone had invaded her brain.
"GET OUT!!"
Scan completed. The medroid disconnected the prongs, and Cinder collapsed back against the table, shaking. The medroid didn't even bother to close the panel in the back of her head.
She squeezed her eyes shut, whispering, so glad in this moment that she couldn't cry
"L-Leave me alone..."
when she opened her eyes again, there was a holographic diagram in front of her. A diagram of a girl full of wires. It was like something from a medical textbook. Her heart, her brain, her intestines, her muscles, her blue veins. Her control panel, her synthetic hand and leg, wires that trailed from the base of her skull all the way down her spine and out to her prosthetic limbs. The scar tissue where flesh met metal. A small dark square in her wrist-her ID chip. But those were all things she'd know. What she hadn't known was that she had metal vertabrae along her spine, four metal ribs, synthetic tissue around her heart, metal splints along the bones in her right leg. The bottom of the screen was labeled:
Ratio: 36.28%
She was 36.28% not human.
???: "Now then, what's going to happen next is the med-droid will inject you with a solution of letumosis microbes. They've been tagged, so you will be able to see them on the diagram, in real time! Once your body enters the second stage of the disease, we will inject you with our most recent batch of the antibodies. Med, please proceed with syringe A."
The med wheeled over to her, syringe in it's third arm. Cinder didn't even bother fighting. She had nowhere to go. The med stabbed her arm, and the clear liquid ran in.