Burning Passions

Small Hands

Black Noir and I enter the building through the door on the roof, we creep down the stairs, keeping an ear and eye out for anyone. Most of the rooms are abandoned on the second floor, dark and decayed. There's only one guarding this floor, Noir kills him quickly and swiftly, before we head down to the first floor of the building. 

Again like before there's many rooms dark, but a few are new, and clean. We creep into the first room we find, and it reeks like clean. The clean that I know all to well. Black Noir searches the room, and starts going through files, I go through the desk, and check out the computer on the desk. Everything on it is in another language but I can understand basic computer symbols, I click on a file and it opens a video. 

Theres a young girl on the screen, she's probably barely six, and they're beating her. The first one to hit her is a man, who kicks her in the stomach. She falls onto the floor and begins crying. Screaming for her mother, her father. The hits keep coming over and over, until she can barely move, so they inject her with something and drag her away. 

I go through the desk, pulling out any files I can find. I hit another file on the computer and open another video, this time it's a boy, barely a teen. His face hardened and cold, eyes lifeless. 

I let the video play as I look through the files, like before some things I don't fully understand but I stop when I find the girl from the video. 

The file contains a few photos of her, one of her smiling, another of her looking sick, and....the third after shes been beaten. I start and try to read through the file, but I can't understand half of it. 

Name: Farah- Inject Date- Terminated

Terminated. TERMINATED. 

I look up at the computer and see that they've started beating the boy, but he's fighting back, he fights back until a vine shoots out of his arm and through the person closest to hims skull. He looks at his hand in joy and horror before he is shot with something and falls to the ground. 

It hits me, it hits me like a ton of bricks. 

I'm going to kill everyone here and burn this place to the ground, and I'm going to enjoy this. 

"Black Noir, come look," I say, my voice breaking a little. 

I didn't realize I had started crying. I wipe the tears from my eyes, hoping he didn't see. 

"It looks like these guys were trying to do experiments on kids, maybe trying to trigger the Supe gene, and they killed the kids who didn't have it," I explain. 

He nods going through the file, pausing over Farah's picture, I look away. Trying my best to keep it together, this all just hitting a little to close to home. Someone enters the office and Black Noir launches across the room, pinning them to a wall. It's a man, the man from the video, the first one to hit Farah. 

"Noir, he's mine," I say. 

He throws him across the room, and the man falls at my feet. He's speaking, maybe even praying, but I don't care. 

I light fire in my hand, his eyes illuminating with terror, I form a ball of fire, and force it into his mouth, and down his throat, controlling the ball and containing it enough inside him so it doesn't kill him. At least not right away, I wait until its all the way down before I let it go, I let him burn from the inside out, until he's nothing but a corpse. I stand, the tears evaporating off of my face. 

I go back to the desk flipping through a few more files, the word terminated appearing on far to many, before I see the boy from the video. 

Name: Elliot