Post by angelzeromatt on Sept 6, 2008 13:27:32 GMT -5
"Subject number 666. Code name: Sidsinsrer. Status: Unstable. An attempt at bonding both light and dark eco to the subject resulted in a mental breakdown. Marked as failure." A man in a white coat checked off the name, looking into a room where a small child was standing, his head lowered. He started muttering something to himself, his hair covering all of his face. The scientist motioned towards a nearby guard who unlocked the door. He stepped inside. "Subject number 666. You have been scheduled for disposal." A wicked smile appeared on the child's face.
"Disposal? Before that, can I ask you something? Do they really think I'm a failure?"
"Your are mentally unstable. Therefore--" He was interrupted by the pen in his hand suddenly sticking through his forehead. The boy was standing right in front of the scientist with his hand gripping the pen.
"Unstable? Not at all. I simply don't feel like being a good boy anymore." The smile grew. When the guard rushed in, the boy shoved the scientist's body at him before leaping into the air and stabbing his fingers into the guard's eye sockets, laughing. The guard fell over, screaming. "Mental instability? That's what anyone would call it when a boy just wants to have some fun ripping people apart!" He pulled the guard's gun and shot him through the lungs, watching the guard choke on his blood while the laughing grew so much that it could be heard all through the halls. "Failure, huh? Didn't you bastards want a perfect killer? Well, here I am!" The guard's radio started up with static.
"Seal the exits. Subject number 666 has broken out of his cell. Repeat--" The boy picked the radio up, holding the button down.
"Subject number 666? What a stupid name. At least Sidsinsrer sounds better than some number! Call me by a damned name, like Demon or Satan or Lucifer or whatever suits your fancy as the one who will end your lives!" He tossed the radio into the air and shot it twice with the white gun, laughing maniacally. "And so the massacre begins! I'll show you what a failure can do to those who reject him!!"
"Disposal? Before that, can I ask you something? Do they really think I'm a failure?"
"Your are mentally unstable. Therefore--" He was interrupted by the pen in his hand suddenly sticking through his forehead. The boy was standing right in front of the scientist with his hand gripping the pen.
"Unstable? Not at all. I simply don't feel like being a good boy anymore." The smile grew. When the guard rushed in, the boy shoved the scientist's body at him before leaping into the air and stabbing his fingers into the guard's eye sockets, laughing. The guard fell over, screaming. "Mental instability? That's what anyone would call it when a boy just wants to have some fun ripping people apart!" He pulled the guard's gun and shot him through the lungs, watching the guard choke on his blood while the laughing grew so much that it could be heard all through the halls. "Failure, huh? Didn't you bastards want a perfect killer? Well, here I am!" The guard's radio started up with static.
"Seal the exits. Subject number 666 has broken out of his cell. Repeat--" The boy picked the radio up, holding the button down.
"Subject number 666? What a stupid name. At least Sidsinsrer sounds better than some number! Call me by a damned name, like Demon or Satan or Lucifer or whatever suits your fancy as the one who will end your lives!" He tossed the radio into the air and shot it twice with the white gun, laughing maniacally. "And so the massacre begins! I'll show you what a failure can do to those who reject him!!"