"What's the first thing you remember"
"Darkness"
That was all he could muster after being pulled out of a vat of acid.
The endless interviews,Experiments,Deaths,Revives,Breaches,The mark.
"Okay- Well that's all the time we have today Number 2"
How he hated that name. He gritted his sharp teeth behind his metal mask and the cross on it glowed a deep red color as he kept his composure and control so he doesn't jump at the scientist.
"Anything else you would like to ask or anything on your mind?"
He breathed heavily and it echoed before he mustered the strength to say while he was limp on the floor
"I wonder how your head would look on a hook."
"oh my- I hope that wasn't a threat Number 2"
She says through confidence at the fact he was still regenerating his legs and arms
"Not at all."
He watches as she leaves the room and everything goes black as he jolts awake in a bed next to him.
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A strange story
FanfictionA story about a life that changes when he becomes a killer in the fog