Mutation

prologue

It was snowing outside, the cold creeping into your skin and chilling you to the bone. I was walking, oblivious to the fact that I couldn't feel my fingers, I was too lost in my own thoughts, "Does he love me", I thought to myself . There's no way that he could love someone like me, a freak of nature. I'm Aleksandr Fox I'm 17 years old and people know me as a monster. It's been 5 years since the Mutation virus began causing everyone to start dying horrible deaths except to those who survived changing them forever. I got the virus at 14 causing me to have convulsions and constant headaches that felt like someone was pushing a hot iron rod into both of my eyes. I still remember the screams that tore from my throat. Inhuman screams that made me cough up blood and tiny bits of flesh. I couldn't breathe because my lungs wouldn't allow me to get enough air so it always felt like someone was squeezing all of the air out. I'd wake up in the middle of the night screaming covered in sweat even though I was cold to the touch like a dead corpse rotting in the ground. Other times I was so hot that people couldn't touch me or they would get burned. Luckily I survived the constant torture caused by the virus. It caused me to heal ten times faster than a normal human so my vocal chords were back to normal. The burns and blister scars that came from the horrible fever that should have killed me also disappeared leaving behind perfect flawless skin as soft as a downy feather. The virus also happened to bestow upon me super strength making me be able to lift objects 500 times my own body mass, heightened senses making me be able to see to the microscopic level and to be able to hear a pin drop from 50 miles away, Extremely quick reflexes so basically I could pick a bullet out of mid air, and the ability to control matter and the elements around me. As I was walking in my own thoughts I finally realized that I couldn't feel my hands. I held out my hands in front of me and quickly willed my body temperature to rise dramatically, causing the air around me to crackle and pop, and the snow in the air and around my feet to melt and evaporate into thin air. People would have blistered from the intense heat if they were around me. Normally I'm not allowed to use the abilities given or should I rather say thrown into my life. After the virus killed off half of the world's population the worlds governing bodies came together and put out a law stating that anyone displaying viral abilities would be condemned to death. Fuck them it's not my fault that I got the virus and survived. I would have rather died than be changed forever. The Governments are greedy, they refuse to let us use our abilities because they fear we will take their power from them. Like that's the only thing they care about, they don't care that crimes like rape and murder have gone through the roof, they just sit in their cozy little mansions drinking wine and champagne laughing at our demise and watching as the world around them crumbles beneath the fingers of the oppressed. I hate them all they say we can't use our powers then they go off displaying theirs like look we have power no one can take it from us. Oh how they would love us to try. Pfft Fucking cowards. I'm going to make their world burn I'm going to turn it into ash and smoke.

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