I'm not for you, re characters x reader

My last day at the lab... Probably

Before we start here are some stuff that you need to know:
Y/n = your name
h/c = hair color
e/c = eye color
s/c= skin color
y/h - your height
h/l = hair length

Warning:
Strong language and violence up ahead, you have been warned

Y/n POV:
    My name is y/n, I'm 21 years old. When I came to this world and had great powers, I could destroy or even rule humanity if I wanted. But I'm not that type of person, or else I wont be any different from what humans calls "monsters". Despite my very existence being an anomaly, that doesn't mean that I have no feelings or that I cannot care for people. I can still feel love, happiness, fear, sadness, compassion, envy, jealousy, anger, something that as far as I'm aware, no monster can feel. Sometimes I wonder if I should be grateful for the fact that I'm special, although it comes with it's price. I wonder why I was born into this world, if I have a purpose at all. I guess soon I will find my purpose in life, or maybe not...

Third person POV:

Y/n looks at herself in the mirror, she's brushing her beautiful h/l hair which was h/c. If it were for her looks alone any man would screw the fact that she's not a human, and date her. Her beautiful s/c looks smooth and shiny. Either way any man would date her, that is, if she ever leaves her prison.

Y/n- I guess my beauty is the only thing that people will ever like about me.

She scoffs at herself as she set her brush back on the vanity.

Y/n- *thinking* I've been living 21 years in this lab. Or rather, prison. Living without any freedom, enough is enough.

Y/n stands up and the chair she was sitting on falls on the floor with a loud thud, she throws the vanity across the room and the mirror on it shatters at soon it hits the floor. Y/n has been monitored by the Umbrella company even since she was born, and when they saw what Y/n did they immediately ran the alarm on. Y/n just laughs knowing that their worst fear is becoming a reality.

Y/n- let's see who can save you now you bastards.

Y/n walks up to the door and kicks it open. And the door, which was made out of metal, flew until a wall barely stopped it. People working at the company ran up to the door with anesthesia needles and guns, one of the scientist was brave enough to get close and face y/n, even though he was shaking uncontrollably.

Scientist- Come on Y/n... Uh... Go back to your room, we don't want to harm you.

Y/n chuckles, a smile creeps on her face.

Y/n- Oh, you don't wanna harm me..., but I will.

The scientist had no time to react before Y/n grabs him by the neck and bites him, sucking his blood dry.

Y/n- Now that was indeed a good meal.

There was fear on the other scientists faces. The guards open fire and shot y/n more than enough times to kill a person. After Y/n got overkilled and the guards stopped shooting, she got up from the floor despite her wounds.

Y/n- Come on guys, you know that, that doesn't affect me~

Every single person makes a run for the exit. However, one by one, Y/n kills them all, and, of course, she won. After every single person that in the lab was dead, she went to the female scientist's shower room and wash off the blood of her enemies.

Y/n- Time to take this stupid patient's clothes off and look gorgeous.

She took off her clothes and took a long warm shower. She was enjoying her peace as chaos erupted in the lab. When the guards were shooting her they accidentally shoot some containers were some of the infected where. But she didn't care, since she thought that the zombies won't go far. However, she was wrong. After taking a shower she covered herself with an unused towel and walk on the streets. She didn't feel ashamed of herself, the good thing is, that it was nighttime, and it late thus nobody was gonna see her. All the stores were closed of course, but that didn't stopped Y/n to get what she wants. She broke into a store and the alarms went off, however, but she just took her time selecting the best outfit for her ( and example in the images down below, it could be different color from all the clothing of the images and on the third image what she's wearing is the number 6 and 4).

Y/n looks at the mirror and applied some lipstick on her lips. She took anything she wanted, and even though she knew that was she was doing was wrong, she couldn't care less.

Y/n- It feels good to be free and do whatever I want.

There's a commotion outside, but it wasn't because of the store's alarm, it was something else... Something more... sinister.

Y/n- What the...?

She looks through the broken glass and saw the infected attacking people. She bit her lip, she didn't saw the infected being capable of getting so far.

Y/n- I didn't..., I though..., F***!

Anger envelops Y/n as she's forced to face the consequences of not taking care of the infected herself (AKA leaving the zombies roam in the world).

Y/n- Screw this, I wasn't the one who created them in the first place.
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