Digi opened her sore, bloodshot eyes. The pain in her arm was almost unbearable, but she had lost feeling in her hands. She sat up. Was she in a hospital? She looked around. She had no phone, no bag, no clothes.... She was wearing a hospital gown. The room was cold, dark, and empty. She had plasma tubes and heart rate monitors strapped to her arms. She shivered as she stepped into the freezing ground, removing the heart rate monitors and ripping out the plasma tubes painfully. She gasped breathlessly she felt a sudden pain in her legs and toppled to the ground. She could barely see any thing, but an iron door and a thick, glass window. What was happening? She heard noises and saw some cats walk by the window, peering in on her.

"H-helloo..?" She called weakly. " Whats... What's going on?! "

She struggled to stand again, but collapsed in pain and squeaked softly to herself. Suddenly, a light turned on and The door clicked. A female doctor walked in. 

Digi scrambled away, the doctor wrote something on a clipboard, turning to walk away. 

"HEY! WAIT!"

The doctor turned around, glancing at her like she was a lowly creature, nothing more than a worm. She looked away and spoke in a cold tone.

" What do you want. "

Digi felt a hot year trickle down her face. She spoke in a fearful whisper.

"W-where am I? I-I want my sister! Where i-is she?!!"

The doctor gave a cold look, but a twinge of empathy shone through. The door locked again, but the lights remained on. Digi saw why she could not feel her hand. They were robotic replacements. She looked at her feet, her heart beating at dangerous speeds. One of her paws were robotic, the other was robotic also, but so was her entire leg. She looked up and with extremely shaky hands, she managed to pulled her self back up onto the hospital bed before she passed out. 

A few moments later, the door clicked again, this time a large, handsome male tabby strolled in. He chuckled to him self before injecting her with an experimental chemical. Digi felt the pain in her unconscious sleep. She also heard the chuckle. A familiar chuckle. She tried to scream, but everything went black. Her last thought before the drug took effect was this: I

I want to go home.

Natural laughed as the doctors came in.

I want to go...home...

Natural smiled as they put an oxygen mask on her.

I want to go home...

She had no hope for living. In her mind, she was already dead. But she wasn't. She dreamed of this being all a nightmare, and waking up one day and going home...

A home with a dad...

a mom...

Her big brother...

In short, a family that could be there for her. A family that could live her.

but now, here she is. No mother, no father, no older brother... Not even knowing if Radi was alive...

lying on a cold operation table, bleeding and unconscious, half robot... Hopeless....

She still wanted to go home. Another hot tear rolled down her cheek.