Well shit. This is not like all the other sob stories. No rich kid of a billionaire hit by tragedy. No genius leading a fortune five hundred company. No love story here. In fact when I say it aloud it really is a file for the guys with tin hats to enjoy. This is just the truth, for what its worth. My life on the small corner of the web to help me cope with what I've done. Not that it ever made the papers or hit on anyone's radar. No I'm a small fish fighting for no one. Confused? Well lets see if I can explain it for you.
This all started before I was born. In a corer office some old fuck with a broken mind came up with an idea. Probably just a way to squander tax money. As some people know, if you throw enough money at something, with enough time it eventually works. This idea was to use the foster system to gather candidates for a black ops, no records experiment. All of these candidates were children of families that carried the x gene. The parents would be found in car crashes from cell phone drivers and records were forged to make it appear some one was put through the legal system, charged, and put in solitary confinement. If pressed the system will have a guy in the cell you want to see. The paper work will have his photo and the dental and finger prints will match. If you are the system its not that hard to make people with two complete backgrounds for one body. Is it?
There was this place not found on any map. You couldn't drive or fly or walk to this place. The cells were metal, the walls were metal, the tables were cold. No one was ever seen. I would fall asleep from gas and then wake up with a new scar and some needle marks in my arm. Day and night were simulated by the lights. In that cell I learned to adapt to the dark. No idea of the time that passed. No clue as to where I was or who had me. All I knew at first was that I was growing. Oh, did I eat, drink? No. Time passed.
I hear the first sound other then my own breathing as the light came on for the "?" time and a voice spoke. At first I didn't understand the words but a picture showed on the wall opposite the door and I saw things. This was my teacher, my friend and the only other thing besides me that existed in my room. Over time I began to mimic and learned the words repeated over and over. Then the learning stopped and the new lessons would start. During this time I learned about firearms, melee weapons, throwing weapons. The only time I was not watching the pictures and imitating the videos was when the hiss would sound and I would wake up with new scars. Time passed.
I was definitely taller, almost door height. And then something that never happened happened. When I woke up I was in a bigger room! it was different. I had more lights and lots of stuff I had seen only in the pictures/ videos on the wall. I dared. I ran to the objects fast as i could and climbed them walked on my hands across the metal beam and I felt so free. The lights went out but I could still see everything so I continued to explore my new room. The long wall was 300 steps and the shorter wall was 145 steps. There were metal boxes and beams. Soon things really changed.
There was a sharp pain in my head and I don't remember why but I went to sleep. I woke up on the far side of the new larger room. The other side was something new. A shape, it moved. It was dark in the room but i could see a shape. It moved closer to me. It was fast! Before I could hide It came at me. Hit me again and again. It hurt. I remember me getting angry and scared and I wanted it to stop hitting me. I screamed and clenched my hands. The next thing I heard was a "ughn" and then a thud. The lights came on and I could see the thing was something I had never seen before. It was on the other side of the room below a dent in the metal wall. A puddle of red under it was growing. A sharp pain in my head and everything went dark. I had seen a person. He was dead and that was my first lesson. There were more. Many more. Time passed...
I became what it wanted. The magic bullet, the unexplained accident. Not able to talk read or write. I followed the voice in my ear and did what it wanted. People in hospitals or car accidents. People who for whatever reason, made to die. The sun and the outside was the carrot they hung in front of my face. Then the power they didn't count on emerged and changed everything.
I was in a dessert, sent to clear a building. on the second floor there was a large group waiting for me. All holding machine guns. As the hammer hit the primer, the ticks between the clock became hours. The muzzle flashes poured out of the metal tubes. I wanted to not be where I was. The bullets crept up to me. I covered my face with my hands. I heard a small piece of metal hit the floor and the bullets hit the wall behind me. I looked at my hands, I could see through them. There was something on the floor a small metal thing but I choose to use my telekinetics and push them out the window. After clearing the building I went to the spot to be collected. I waited for the time and the darkness to take me. Time passed and it never came. That second as the hands slid from one point to the other I realized what the little metal object was. It was the thing from my head. I ran.
I ran from one place to the next I learned even more from watching people, watching myself. I learned I didn't sleep, or need to eat. I learned that I could become immaterial. Passing through all objects but iron. I had a telekinetic ability that had a range of ten feet. I would eventually learn that I never needed to breath and could survive in a vacuum. Now all I needed was to learn how to read, write, and speak. Easy right? Uh? oh the language I was listening to? English...
This all started before I was born. In a corer office some old fuck with a broken mind came up with an idea. Probably just a way to squander tax money. As some people know, if you throw enough money at something, with enough time it eventually works. This idea was to use the foster system to gather candidates for a black ops, no records experiment. All of these candidates were children of families that carried the x gene. The parents would be found in car crashes from cell phone drivers and records were forged to make it appear some one was put through the legal system, charged, and put in solitary confinement. If pressed the system will have a guy in the cell you want to see. The paper work will have his photo and the dental and finger prints will match. If you are the system its not that hard to make people with two complete backgrounds for one body. Is it?
There was this place not found on any map. You couldn't drive or fly or walk to this place. The cells were metal, the walls were metal, the tables were cold. No one was ever seen. I would fall asleep from gas and then wake up with a new scar and some needle marks in my arm. Day and night were simulated by the lights. In that cell I learned to adapt to the dark. No idea of the time that passed. No clue as to where I was or who had me. All I knew at first was that I was growing. Oh, did I eat, drink? No. Time passed.
I hear the first sound other then my own breathing as the light came on for the "?" time and a voice spoke. At first I didn't understand the words but a picture showed on the wall opposite the door and I saw things. This was my teacher, my friend and the only other thing besides me that existed in my room. Over time I began to mimic and learned the words repeated over and over. Then the learning stopped and the new lessons would start. During this time I learned about firearms, melee weapons, throwing weapons. The only time I was not watching the pictures and imitating the videos was when the hiss would sound and I would wake up with new scars. Time passed.
I was definitely taller, almost door height. And then something that never happened happened. When I woke up I was in a bigger room! it was different. I had more lights and lots of stuff I had seen only in the pictures/ videos on the wall. I dared. I ran to the objects fast as i could and climbed them walked on my hands across the metal beam and I felt so free. The lights went out but I could still see everything so I continued to explore my new room. The long wall was 300 steps and the shorter wall was 145 steps. There were metal boxes and beams. Soon things really changed.
There was a sharp pain in my head and I don't remember why but I went to sleep. I woke up on the far side of the new larger room. The other side was something new. A shape, it moved. It was dark in the room but i could see a shape. It moved closer to me. It was fast! Before I could hide It came at me. Hit me again and again. It hurt. I remember me getting angry and scared and I wanted it to stop hitting me. I screamed and clenched my hands. The next thing I heard was a "ughn" and then a thud. The lights came on and I could see the thing was something I had never seen before. It was on the other side of the room below a dent in the metal wall. A puddle of red under it was growing. A sharp pain in my head and everything went dark. I had seen a person. He was dead and that was my first lesson. There were more. Many more. Time passed...
I became what it wanted. The magic bullet, the unexplained accident. Not able to talk read or write. I followed the voice in my ear and did what it wanted. People in hospitals or car accidents. People who for whatever reason, made to die. The sun and the outside was the carrot they hung in front of my face. Then the power they didn't count on emerged and changed everything.
I was in a dessert, sent to clear a building. on the second floor there was a large group waiting for me. All holding machine guns. As the hammer hit the primer, the ticks between the clock became hours. The muzzle flashes poured out of the metal tubes. I wanted to not be where I was. The bullets crept up to me. I covered my face with my hands. I heard a small piece of metal hit the floor and the bullets hit the wall behind me. I looked at my hands, I could see through them. There was something on the floor a small metal thing but I choose to use my telekinetics and push them out the window. After clearing the building I went to the spot to be collected. I waited for the time and the darkness to take me. Time passed and it never came. That second as the hands slid from one point to the other I realized what the little metal object was. It was the thing from my head. I ran.
I ran from one place to the next I learned even more from watching people, watching myself. I learned I didn't sleep, or need to eat. I learned that I could become immaterial. Passing through all objects but iron. I had a telekinetic ability that had a range of ten feet. I would eventually learn that I never needed to breath and could survive in a vacuum. Now all I needed was to learn how to read, write, and speak. Easy right? Uh? oh the language I was listening to? English...
