Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2009 14:07:56 GMT -5
"Tick...tock...Tick..tock..Tick..fucking clock. "
Alone I dream.
Alone I was created.
Alone shall I die.
Or thats what they told me. But it seems they did not know me all that well to be honest. To be quite frank does anyone ever truly know anyone?Now then as I sit here in this large man made tower overlooking the city below I find myself perplexed and confused with the constant questions that pummel me everyday. My empire gone to hell. My world turn to ash. The sky growls angerly and shows its teeth with each lightning flash..yet through it all..it weeps the most tears.
It seemed like a wonderful idea at first. But don't they all? Let me back track abit though. Lets take my story all the way back..back to the beginning so you can better understand me.
My time dates back six hundred years and some change. To be honest I do not know how truly old I am. I just know when I awoke it was the beginning of my hell. My name you ask.., Well I was named weapon XIII, My name I gave myself though. ZAIN ANASTASIA. Remember it well. It will not be the last you hear of it. Zain spun around in his chair looking at his diary before him with a slight grin. Its pages weathered. Its leather face worn from many years of use. " And so it began. White light. Such a beautiful blinding white light. My body inside a tube of sorts. A clear blueish tinted water all around me. I remember seeing many men around me, all in white lab coats. But something was different among them. They had..wings? And some of the other men had a reddish skin tone about them. Yet they did not look evil. None of them did. They all looked very human as they watched me and scribbled against there notes. I soon blacked out again only to re awake later over hearing that I was a failure. Weapon XIII was to be destroyed. I remember keeping my eyes closed. Listening to the darkness. Listening to the fear in my heart. So this was to be it. The end of my existence before it even began. How could they..,How can they create something and then just smother its flame just like that? I panicked as I opened my eyes. No more. I will not be smothered and destroyed. This was my life and I was going to live it my way! I slammed my hands against the wall. My eyes going dark in hue.My cat like pupils becoming snake like as I began to beat against the glass again and again until I screamed in frustration. My power overwhelming the chamber as I blew it apart only to fall to the floor naked and gasping for air. I remember looking up at all of them. I wont be destroyed....and you..are not my god. The looks upon there faces was shock. I had to admit. Once I put my own fear to the side theres made my blood tingle with excitement as I grabbed my head screaming. What was happening now?! It was a sudden burst of pain in my skull. It felt like it was going to explode as I could feel blood running from my tear ducts. Finally after two minutes it stopped as I stood up slowly. My eyes now lifeless. Just a dull shade of green. My program was now installed and activated as I stepped forward slowly. Slowly for me at least. The scientist had nowhere to run as one after another I killed. Forcing my hand into there guts and ripping there spine out threw the same wound. I remember it was my first scent of blood. It was enticing. Delicious and I wanted to see more as I pry-ed open the door and my way out. It was not so very hard. Kill a guard here..one there. There attempts were pretty petty for being so secret. Finally though with my body bloody, and a trail of body's left in my wake I found myself at a tunnel. No one was around. It was if they were letting me escape. Maybe they were? Maybe they weren't. But until this day Heaven nor Hell have truly tried to stop me. And so I walked now threw the tunnel. Darkness upon my back, light in front of me. And then it happened. I remember falling and falling. Flashing lights...,screaming...pain. I do not know what else happened but all I knew was I was awakening with a new body. A man by the name of Thomas Smith. Inmate to the Johnson's Psych Ward. It felt weird. Being in another's body, but it would do..for now. I rose slowly to look around as I saw a mirror and slowly walked over to it to gaze upon my reflection. I was quite shocked. I was very handsome. Long blondish dark hair. Beautiful cat like green eyes. And a very mischievous smile placed upon my lips. It did not take long for me to escape this place.... ,Truthfully that is when my fun began.
Alone I dream.
Alone I was created.
Alone shall I die.
Or thats what they told me. But it seems they did not know me all that well to be honest. To be quite frank does anyone ever truly know anyone?Now then as I sit here in this large man made tower overlooking the city below I find myself perplexed and confused with the constant questions that pummel me everyday. My empire gone to hell. My world turn to ash. The sky growls angerly and shows its teeth with each lightning flash..yet through it all..it weeps the most tears.
It seemed like a wonderful idea at first. But don't they all? Let me back track abit though. Lets take my story all the way back..back to the beginning so you can better understand me.
My time dates back six hundred years and some change. To be honest I do not know how truly old I am. I just know when I awoke it was the beginning of my hell. My name you ask.., Well I was named weapon XIII, My name I gave myself though. ZAIN ANASTASIA. Remember it well. It will not be the last you hear of it. Zain spun around in his chair looking at his diary before him with a slight grin. Its pages weathered. Its leather face worn from many years of use. " And so it began. White light. Such a beautiful blinding white light. My body inside a tube of sorts. A clear blueish tinted water all around me. I remember seeing many men around me, all in white lab coats. But something was different among them. They had..wings? And some of the other men had a reddish skin tone about them. Yet they did not look evil. None of them did. They all looked very human as they watched me and scribbled against there notes. I soon blacked out again only to re awake later over hearing that I was a failure. Weapon XIII was to be destroyed. I remember keeping my eyes closed. Listening to the darkness. Listening to the fear in my heart. So this was to be it. The end of my existence before it even began. How could they..,How can they create something and then just smother its flame just like that? I panicked as I opened my eyes. No more. I will not be smothered and destroyed. This was my life and I was going to live it my way! I slammed my hands against the wall. My eyes going dark in hue.My cat like pupils becoming snake like as I began to beat against the glass again and again until I screamed in frustration. My power overwhelming the chamber as I blew it apart only to fall to the floor naked and gasping for air. I remember looking up at all of them. I wont be destroyed....and you..are not my god. The looks upon there faces was shock. I had to admit. Once I put my own fear to the side theres made my blood tingle with excitement as I grabbed my head screaming. What was happening now?! It was a sudden burst of pain in my skull. It felt like it was going to explode as I could feel blood running from my tear ducts. Finally after two minutes it stopped as I stood up slowly. My eyes now lifeless. Just a dull shade of green. My program was now installed and activated as I stepped forward slowly. Slowly for me at least. The scientist had nowhere to run as one after another I killed. Forcing my hand into there guts and ripping there spine out threw the same wound. I remember it was my first scent of blood. It was enticing. Delicious and I wanted to see more as I pry-ed open the door and my way out. It was not so very hard. Kill a guard here..one there. There attempts were pretty petty for being so secret. Finally though with my body bloody, and a trail of body's left in my wake I found myself at a tunnel. No one was around. It was if they were letting me escape. Maybe they were? Maybe they weren't. But until this day Heaven nor Hell have truly tried to stop me. And so I walked now threw the tunnel. Darkness upon my back, light in front of me. And then it happened. I remember falling and falling. Flashing lights...,screaming...pain. I do not know what else happened but all I knew was I was awakening with a new body. A man by the name of Thomas Smith. Inmate to the Johnson's Psych Ward. It felt weird. Being in another's body, but it would do..for now. I rose slowly to look around as I saw a mirror and slowly walked over to it to gaze upon my reflection. I was quite shocked. I was very handsome. Long blondish dark hair. Beautiful cat like green eyes. And a very mischievous smile placed upon my lips. It did not take long for me to escape this place.... ,Truthfully that is when my fun began.