Sombre

Welcome to the World

A blitz white room was spotless as ever, with numerous windows that lead to more white rooms, and a set of steel doors. In the centre, was a bare boy sitting in a chair. He wore no clothes, so his faint pink features were exposed to the cool air of the lab. He was tied to there, in thick and hideous looking ropes, it didn't match his pale, faire complexion and lilac hair. In front of him stood a tall and curvy woman, with long locks of black hair and thick red lips. A pair of wild blue eyes made her stunning. She was beautiful, she seemed strong and independent.

Her feet were small and pointed, adorned in a pair of scarlet, 4" high, heels. Fitting her curvy and plump figure, was a short, tight fitting, white dress and a long lab coat. Her lashes were combed to a curved perfection. She stared intensely to the pale boy in front of her, a glimmer of hope in those pools of blue.

She had raised this pale boy from a foetus, and now she had given him the opportunity to awake from his permanent slumber. After 199 failed attempts at creating this specific type of human, she was hopeful for number 200. Sombre.

"Hello, Subject 200, Code name Sombre,"

My sight adjusted itself to the blurring white lights around me, and gently, I tried to lift my hands. I couldn't move them though, They were tied to the chair I was sitting on. Rough lengths of rope bound my ankles and wrists, and it was irritating. My eyes were a light silver, almost melting into the whites. While my vision was still slightly blurry, I glanced up to see a woman crouching before me. Her heavily painted, scarlet, lips were parted in a smile. I gave her a smile back politely. "Where am I?" I asked quietly.

"You've just been born, this is the place you where born in, and I am your mother," She explained softly, resting her heated palm on my shoulder. "My mother... I am Sombre?" I asked curiously, feeling comforted at her touch. "Yes, you are my beloved experiment, my son," She said rejoicing, It seemed like she was very excited. "You will become the first living sex doll, once you've been trained and have matured more," She explained to me. "Sex?" I asked, raising an eyebrow to her. "Yes, don't question it 200," She said sternly, and I nodded to her.

While walking away from me, the lady stood and flexed her arms slightly, she turned to me while her painted lips curved into a wicked smile. "After years of strenuous research and experiments, we've finally produced the perfect human, capable of making anyone else happy with a blink of an eye, it's truly marvellous. Sombre, you'll be the biggest profit of all of my beautiful creations~ All of those hours in court and with the government have paid off~" She swooned, her eyes seemed full of hope. I don't understand this hope, but I live for this woman, and as long as she sees fit, I shall remain this way.

"You are currently just ten, so we need to help you mature first. We didn't anticipate your arrival since there's been many... Problems, with certifying your existence. We've decided the best course of action for a young human, is to sell you to someone willing to train you. Of course, we need to beat out any negative traits from your body, most of that's handled in the genetics configures that we have done though," The woman spoke clearly to me, my Mother. I turned to look around, the white, clear walls and floors were blinding. It was peaceful. My orbs turned to focus on the ropes that bound me to this stainless steel chair. "Are you ready to be unbound?" She murmured, talking a step forward. My pupils thinned as they zoomed in on her red heels, the colour was so vibrant and obnoxious.

"What is mothers name?" I asked calmly, looking up to her. "My names Mother, or Dr. Andrews," She grinned, as she untied my wrists and ankles from the chair. "We'll fit your room with a bed, and some other necessary items, but for now you will come with me to meet the team, Here honey~" She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small plastic bag, with white fabric inside, and she placed it onto my lap with a smile on her face. I fiddled with the zipper and pulled it open, taking out the white briefs and staring at them.

"In this world, we need to cover down there unless someone else wants to see it, alright?" She explained to me caringly. "Does this apply to you as well, Mother?" I asked curiously, earning a scowl from that once composed woman. "Sorry, I spoke out of place," I looked down nervously. She smirked "It only applies to you, and anyone else that exists solely to please others," She breathed, She came to me, as her fingers lightly brushed against my cheek, her hands are so much warmer than mine.

I stood up, my legs feeling numb and stiff. I glanced down at my thin, and pale limbs, and then to my hands which lightly held onto a pair of briefs. "Hurry," She walked to the door and slid her card in the machine, opening it. I slipped on the white briefs and looked around for any more clothes, figuring there weren't any, I stumbled after her. I am not very good at walking it seems.

As we walked upstairs, I glanced to the pictures of humans proudly presenting themselves with robotics. Those robotics are like me.

"Right, here's the team, they've helped me create you," She smiled, as she gestured her hand towards three, eerily similar to each other, men, I looked up at each of them and smiled politely, they all seemed very excited like mother was. Each man had dark black hair, that was well groomed and short, they all wore white uniforms and black shoes that stood out on the bleached floors. "We will help get Sombre ready for the Auction, Which we've decided will be held tomorrow morning at the Sotheby's Auction house in London,"

"Yes."