Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Recovery and Repair Chapter 7 - Pain

Pain. More than i've Ever felt, it feels like fire, burning, ripping through my flesh even where I haven't been touched. My body is being shreddd rip apart, abused, forced and tortured. Why can i feel this. Why do i feel this. Why am I going through this. And when will it stop.


????'s Pov

I opened my eyes for the first time today. Being born is an amazing feeling, a shining feel, in a world of blood. I was given orders and i followed them, running flatout, reaching speeds no one can. My power breaking through and killing anything in my way. It's glorious to have this ability, but it comes with it's limitations. I can't disobey orders. If i disobey my body begins whats called "The Fraying Process" in which i start to come apart at the seems that hold me together...

I'm now 3 days old, and i've been given the order i've been waiting for. Kill the civalists.
I've killed one already, it was so satisfying to watch as they cried over the mangled body. I know where they are now. And so tomorrow it begins.
Noah's PoV
it's been 2 weeks since we ran from that camp. Kristiana Dee, Delaney David, Trevs, Thomas, Philip and Myself have been running since than, making our way back to The Vending Building. An affectionate nickname for such a disgusting place. When we finnally did make it back, we found the first survivors we'd seen in forever. Griffin, Justin, Naomi, Lily, Destiny and Natalie. That's also when i had heard...That he was dead. Jordan had died 2 weeks ago. I don't know what to feel...

????'s point of view 22 Hours Remain until the attack
I've got to run. This thing isn't human, no matter how much he looks like one, he isn't he's fast, he's deadly he's strong...He's my murderer..


???? 21:56 remains until the attack...
I didn't merely kill this young man, I devoured him, I feasted on his flesh and drank his blood as if it were nector from the gods. I gain his stregnth his amazing speed, his muscle power. And his knowledge. I tossed the man's clothes to the side, red and black shorts a black shirt, small bag, nothing of use in it, and i ran, much faster, know exactly where to go knowing exactly what to do.

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