I ran, I had to, there was no other option. Their screams continued replaying over and over again with his being the most prominent. I can hear the sirens roaring in the distance.
I ran as far as I could, till a bullet breaks in through the back of my kneecap, my legs convulse and I fall, rolling downhill, cutting myself on the rocks and breaking a rib or two before finding myself suspended in the air, falling
“HE–” My scream is cut off by my body plummeting into the river. I hit the bottom, my attempt to swim up was to no avail, the water rushes into my throat, the pain overwhelms me as I blackout, drifting alone into the void called my memories,
“I killed them, my mom, dad, sister …. Even my own child” I watched my memories play out.
YOU ARE A MONSTER
I remember their screams so clearly as I stabbed them all with a kitchen knife.
I awaken strapped down in a room with reinforced glass windows on every side, my body feels like it’s been renewed in a sense.
Soon the man in the coat came. He walked up to me casually like he’s seen me so many times before. The first thing he did, without warning, is to stab me in my arm, forcing me to scream to the top of my lungs and wreath in agony, he keeps going carving names into my body. Suddenly he stops and pulls a pistol out. and aims directly for my head. There’s a flash after he pulls the trigger and I feel like I’m about to black out… bu,t I don’t, the blood is gone and I’m healed, He starts again and begins laughing. I had to endure this constant and Vicious Cycle of Carving, Tests, Amputation, Death and then Rejuvenation. Months had passed and I got used to it all, I accepted that this was my life now, and it made me into a Masochist. I loved this pain but I hated them. I wish that I could rip them all to shreds, even if I could break out of these restraints for even a moment.
Then one day he came, the man who would set me free. He appeared in the room next to mine, strapped in and traumatized. We watched each other for days, watching what was happening to the other, studying how it affected us. Suddenly he changed, I watched his body turn into something else, He wasn’t completely human. He was something completely different, something powerful. His screech is what triggered it. Breaking the glass of all the rooms, as well as triggering my own transformation. It was nothing compared to his, my blood covered my body and hardened into something similar to Leather, both of my arms changed to that of the edge of a blade, I could finally take my revenge. I ran at the man in the coat, who had tortured me for so long, cutting him in two before continuing on to other scientists. After the bloodbath, We escaped back into the world along with others like us. We formed a new group call Union, searching for other people like us to protect and train to defend themselves. The old me no longer exists. I am reborn as something new, my name is Blade.
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