This is incredibly hard to deal with this school stuff sometimes. Math is incredibly boring, Language Arts is too complicated for no good reason and doesn't even get me started on Physical education. Then there's the students. Always competing on who's hottest or the sexiest or the strongest. They're all the same so I tend to keep as much distance and keep attention off of me as well. I want to stay out of their unnecessary drama, too messy. Then there's my house. At least it's not as active there compared to middle school. Though it's not enjoyable either. I'm barely allowed to do anything, besides cooking and watching shows on TV. I'd sometimes decide to take my time walking home, even stopping at the park since it's close by.
Oh I forgot to mention that I'm a New Yorker. I live down in a small home in Staten Island. Pretty nice neighborhood and the community is rather nice. At least that's how it used to be. After a few years I think the neighborhood caught on with how my father treats me or rather lack of his treatment, often ignoring my own existence. At first it bothered me so much, he never feeds me as I only eat whatever is left that he didn't eat. He only ignores me because he blames me for my own mother's death. Whenever I try to even talk to him, he doesn't answer as if he could never hear me. I was a fool, trying my absolute hardest just for him to notice me. I got great grades in school, studied almost everyday, even learned how to cook my own meals. It's been like that for years up until I was 15 years old on my last day of middle school. I finally got home letting out a heavy huff as I placed my bag on the side of the couch that immediately slumped over. Then the unthinkable happened, my father called me to the basement. That energy I thought spent all day during and after school suddenly came surging back all at once. I stood so fast and immediately went to the basement.
Finally after so long, I get to talk to my father, an actual conversation with him. Maybe I can ask him about mother. I was beyond excited of all the possibilities but as soon as I walked into the basement I felt a heavy blow to the back of my head and I was beginning to lose consciousness on getting a blurry glimpse of my surroundings before l lost consciousness. Once I finally woke up, my head was in immense pain. I tried to place my hand on my head to try and focus but I couldn't. I looked in a panic and found that my arms and legs were bound and I was attached to a cold metal table. I tried to pull myself free but it was completely fruitless. Though my efforts did catch my father's attention as I heard his footsteps get closer and closer with a large suitcase.
"Good evening Son. Did you enjoy your little nap." He said in a slightly sadistic tone that sent cold chills down my spine.
"Dad what's going on, why am I strapped to this table for?" I asked, still trying to pull free, only to receive a small chuckled as he walked to my right side and placed the suitcase on another table and opened it to reveal Several different syringes, all which were different colors from red to blue. It was almost like a rainbow. Though seeing them did not bring me join, instead it brought out more fear making me want to break out more than I already did.
"You know Seregios, I'm so glad you were so willing to help out your dear old dad. I spent so much of my life savings into this little project and I don't think I could afford a test subject but now that I have you here, it makes things so much easier." He explained as he turned around, now holding a syringe with blackish red liquid inside of it, swirling around wildly.
He began walking over to me with a wicked smile on his face upon seeing my face full of absolute fear with tears streaming down my cheeks. "Now this will only hurt for a moment before the next injection, so try to survive for your old man." He said excitedly as he then began to inject the liquid into me.
As soon as the liquid entered my body, everything was burning. It felt like my body was put into a furnace, making me grit my teeth to hold in the screams. I barely had time to adjust to this pain before the next syringe was put into me injecting me with more strange liquid, then the next one, then the next one after that. Each one hurt more last. One made me feel incredibly cold, another made me feel like I had electricity just surging wildly through my body but none of them were pleasant to have to go there. It got to the point where it felt like I didn't have any more tears to shed and my throat was sore from screaming for what seemed like literal hours.
"There, all done. Now I'll let your body rest up for the time being. I'll come back in an hour to see if there are any results." He said as he grabbed the suitcase off the table and began walking up the steps, not even giving me a second glance but sure as hell looked giddy. As soon as I heard the door closed, all I could do was stare up at the basement ceiling. I couldn't feel anything, probably from my body going numb from all the needles.
As I was staring all I could do is wonder why. Why did I deserve all of this? Why did he hate me so much for something I had no control over? These questions saddened me but then it made me furious, I wanted to get free from these restraints and cause as much pain to that man, hell I wanted to kill him. That's when I felt a sudden surge of pain that I had to shut my eyes as I felt my body seemingly grow. Thankfully that growth made the restraints pop right off but I was still in immense pain making me fall to the ground coughing and drooling as I still kept growing.
Just then I felt my skin become so much rougher and change color from caucasian color to bright blood red. My teeth were becoming sharper but much more jagged. My nails also grew sharper but then an extra set of nails began popping out of my knuckles. My body began shifting as well, becoming more canine shaped, I was even growing a tail but this tail had a series of grayish white scales surrounding it at the tip to the midway point of the tail. Then just like that the transformation was complete, at least I thought as the pain finally stopped being so immense but still lingered as it was incredibly hard to move.
That's when I heard the door open above me revealing a shocked look on my father's, no Thomas's face. I instinctively growled at the sight of him. I wanted to rip him apart, slowly and painfully but my body was in so much pain that all I did was lift my head as he got closer.
"Oh my god. It actually worked, this is just a remarkable study and it's all thanks to you my son." He said making me growl more but the my sight was beginning to blurry and I began to stumble a bit. That's when I knocked out from exhaustion.
When I finally woke up, I found myself in cage and back to normal again. Though most of my clothes were shredded. I heard a lot of chatter from outside this dark room. It went on for a couple of minutes before I heard the door unlock showing two people completely unfamiliar to me which makes me wonder where Thomas even went off too.
I didn't get a chance to think much further on him as one the two approached my cage and kneeled down to be at eye level. "Hello little one, what's your name?" I could make out it was a woman's voice, though she had a rough accent I couldn't necessarily make out but it sure made me more curious on what's even going on but decided to answer her questions. Hopefully she'll help me get out of this cage.
"My name is Seregios. Where am I right now and why am I in a cage?" As soon as I introduced myself, I wanted my questions answered. Though this caused the woman to chuckle as she pulled out a key and started to unlock the cage.
"You are in an auction house and you've been auctioned to my group. As for why you are in this cage, it would seem you have a truly remarkable power that can be used to aid our group." She explained as she opened the cage doors. As she explained I began to walk out the cage just as I was fully out, it all suddenly hit me with the striking point of a speeding train. Thomas not only experimented on me but when he got his results he put me up for auction for money. Just as it all came back to me, I was incredibly angry but then I felt a hand on my shoulder.
I looked over to see the woman smiling towards me as I stared back with eyes different from my normal azure blue eyes. They were now an amber color with reptile-like slit instead of the normal pupils. "Now, no need to get angry. We are sure to take good care of you dear Seregios. Now come we have much to do." She said, beginning to walk out to the dark room and into the light, now revealing her uniform. It was completely black and very army like but what stuck out the most for me was the red symbol on the back of her shirt. It was a red skull with what looked like tentacles coming out of the bottom. This symbol looked incredibly weird looking to me, not sure what it represents but I'm pretty sure it can't be any worse than living with Thomas.
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Marvel's Monster
ActionSeregios Kai, a young boy born under a dead Babylonian mother named Crescent Kai. Now he was left with a scientist father and seemingly acts as if his son doesn't exist making the boy learn things on his own. how will things go for him in this rou...