"Alright... Here I go." I say unconfidently.
I reach for the glass box. I start to shake. I grab the box and the CirKons start going crazy. The begin to bounce off of each other and collide against the glass. Hard. Something's off. They shouldn't be this insane, surely.
"Take your hands off! They're going haywire! Do as I say, now!" The voice yelled, but it was too late.
The casing broke apart. Making the thick glass puncture through my hands. Leaving them cut up and bloody. I let out a shriek of pain and fall to the floor. Upon impact, the CirKons dash into my shoulder guard. As soon as they enter, I feel my insides being set ablaze. I begin to cringe in agony and roll on the floor in a panic. All while screaming at the top of my lungs.
"Someone get in there and sedate him! We can't lose him! We can't!" I heard the voice demand faintly over the sound of my bloodcurdling screams.
On command, other teenagers pour into the chamber with nets and needles. They throw the nets over me and tie them down.
Then, there was a giant explosion. Everyone was blown away from me. When the ash settled, I felt... fine. Pain free. I got onto a knee, breathing heavily. I feel... Amazing. Energetic and powerful! I wonder which color I am? I feel like I'm Yellow. Like I want to see some shit blow up. Yet I also feel qualities of the other two colors. I am so confused.
I look down at myself and discover that my armor is... Black. What?
As soon as I get to my feet, the pain returns. I double-over in pain. Then, my shoulder guard shoots off of my body.
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Ciencia FicciónLevi is a normal teenager. Living the normal teenage dream. Until one night, something happened that put a jumpstart on his world. This is his story
