Here I am again. Where is “here”? I cannot say; I never can. But, it is the same every time. Warm. Wet. Feels like I am swimming. I cannot see, but I am aware. Who am I? I cannot say; I never can. I am human, that much is sure, but I am also something… more. Much more. What am I?
I sense a presence around me. Prying eyes, watching my every moment. I cannot see them, but I know they are there. There are many, all lingering near me. I cannot move. I want them to go away. Why are they here? Why am I here? Where is “here”? So many questions, burning my mind with their everlasting question marks. I struggle to find their answers. My mind races, my heart pounds against my chest. I must learn these answers. I must be free!
As I fight against the paralysis, images flitter through my mind. A girl… who is this girl? She looks… happy. I feel she is important, but why? Then she slowly fades. As she fades, she says something inaudible. No sound comes out, but I understand her nonetheless: life is wonderful. Then she is gone without a trace.
I know not who I am. Where am I, and why am I here? I want these questions answered. Then… everything grows cold. I feel subdued; my heart slows and my mind goes fuzzy. I feel sleepy, so sleepy. As I drift into slumber, the questions fall to the back of my mind, lost into the abyss. I do not know who I am or why I am here, but I do know one thing: I… am… alive.
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The Dark Side of Kanto
Fanfiction~~~ WARNING: This story contains graphic language, gratuitous violence, and psychological nudity. Reader discretion is advised! ~~~ Where there is light, darkness reside son the other side. Max Slaughter is a grizzled war veteran, trying to hide fro...
