Armageddon

Caliber

It was a shallow day that was ahead of me, darkness clouded the thoughts that filled my head. I opened my eyes, I was alone in a grey room with a stone bed mad out of the wall. Over in the corner was a lit up shelf with gear hung and resting upon it. This was my room, dark, just the way I like it. There was only a single light and it hung in the middle of the celling only lighting a portion of the room. I laid on the stone bed looking up at nothing, pitch black, not even my breath made a sound for I had no breath. My hands lay folded on my stomach as I lay on my back with no blankets or pillow, just stone is all I require. Slowly kifting my torso up and moving so that my legs dangled ov the edge placing my feet flat on the floor below me, hearing the sound of someone walking down the stairs to get to my sealed off room. I stood up walking over to the shelf that held all my gear and weapons and got dressed pulling the leather up each leg to my waistline covering my pale lavender skin. Taking the leather jacket I seeped my arms through the sleeves and zipped it up in the front going all the way up to basically my chin. Next was the weapons belt which I placed securely around my waiste buckling it in the front, then I strapped on my dual twin blades around my back, tightening the straps in the front. Sliding daggers and throwing knives in epmty slots along with ammunition for my two desert eagles and my 22 magnum. Lastly I grabbed my helmet, it kept people from sewing what I was and kept my secret side from breaking out when coming in contact with 'the infected'. Sliding it over my head slowly until it rested at my shoulders, hearing a click sound when it was locked in place, the screen turned on and flashing lights appeared on it. It stated the activity here was zero and the heat from bodies was at zero degrees as well until a vibrant red appeared on the screen. It beeped twice letting me know it was a regular and I pressed the side of the helmet to turn it off. It gave me all the information about the organism like their occupation, if they were lying, or if they were dead. 

   The door opened as I was standing patiently, it was my mother, or adoptive mother and she was carrying a tray with what looked to be blood bags. My daily dose to keep the other side of me calm.

"Here you go sweetheart. Are you ready?" She was polite, she knew what I was but yet remained kind to me, why?

I nodded my head contently walking over to her in a few short steps seeing how since I grew, I was towering over her.. seems that her age caught up to her. I turned around slowly and sitting on the stone bed which my mother hated so much because she though I deserved more than to sleep like this.

She grabbed a blood bag putting a tube to its opening and hooking it up to the tansmitter in my suit in between my shoulders. I could hear her fagile heart beat, I lowered my head disappointed for what I was.. how could I live? This wasn't right. The blood from the blood bag pumped through my body warming it and making my senses highten. My mother shut off the machine pumpimng the remainder off the blood through my system before removing the tube from my back letting me stand and shrug my shoulders. 

It was hard knowing that she didn't choose this life and as much as I hated to admit it to myself, I was thankful. You see ever since I was born I had visions of what happened, I couldn't comprehend so I took a vow of silence so I couldn't express how I feel. My mother turned around and place a hand on my helmet as if she were to be touching my face. The smile on her face was fake but I didn't want to compramise it, so I didn't move. She sighed and walked out of my room and I followed.

"Serene, we have news of a group forming just eastward from here, said to be 15 of em'." A man was sitting in a white chair, soon standing once I entered the room. "We could use your skill to take them out, you know of them better than anyone."

As I took the last step up to the ground level floor, because I was basically living in a basement, I turned my head slowly to he man which had spoken. My screen on the helmet collected all his data, his skill in the field, his plans, and his pulse ratings. The helmet beeped when it gathered all the information, reading through it I accepted his offer in a breif nod.