"Yes doctor. All three are in perfect health. They are beautiful." The red-head woman said to the man on the other end of the call. She was pacing near a group of experimentation aquariums where 3 identical, well nearly identical anyway, baby girls were submerged in a light pink fluid.The woman stopped in front of one imparticular, the red-head. She was the smallest of the three but also the one the doctors had hoped for the most, the woman watched her lovingly. "Mischief is so little... She looks so fragile but she is beautiful.." She reached out for the glass but dropped her hand when the man yelled at her."I-i am not getting attached to her sir! Madness and Misery are beautiful too but they aren't nearly as weak nor are they as fragile looking." She sighed closing her eyes. "Yes sir. They will be... born on schedule." She sighed again as she hung up and gently touched the glass of the small experiment unaware of the blaster armed guards behind her. All blasters aimed. "I love you... Emily."
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| Misery (Amy) |
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| Madness (Sally) |
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| Mischief (Emily) |
~3 Weeks later~
"Mischief can you answer the question?
The small red-head girl looked at him finally everting her gaze from the window a sweet and innocent look onher face. "Excuse me sir?" The three sisters were growing rapidly.
The scientist looked angry and looked at the slightly tougher looking brunnet child beside her and nodded.
The girl smirked evilly and it was obvious almost immediately that she did not like Mischief. The girl's attention snapped to the red-head and before the red-head could react or move to protect herself, she began to scream in pain. As she fell to the ground deep and severe gashes appeared on her back. She let out a series of bloodcurling screams trying to get rid of the pain.
"Thank you Misery. That is quite enough."
The brunette didn't stop however; she was having far to much fun inflicting pain upon her now defenseless sister.
The final girl, a silent and black haired child, grew tired of listening to her sister's screaming. She stood ever so calmly as she began walking to Misery's side. The scientist watched her in utter amazement at her ability to stay so calm in a situation like this one. The girl grabbed Misery by her shirt collar and slammed her into the wall hard. "Misery.Knock.It.Off."
Misery glared at her sister furious as she tried to attack the stronger dark haired child. The scientist however moved much faster and hit a silent alarm. Several larger people entered the room sedating the girl.
"Madness? Could you please return to your room?"
The dark haired girl nodded and turned away leaving silently.
Mischief forced herself to satnd playing it tough, ignoring the dark red blood spilling from the open wounds on her back.
The sweet care-free child would never be the same again.
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| Misery |
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| Madness |
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| Mischief |






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