The Miracle Of The Mishap

Chapter-1

The pain around my ankles made it unbearable to stand.

"Can I die, please?"

I ask the guard holding the door to the cell or more like my home for the past three years.

"No" he said agitatedly.

"At least unbound the chains it is not like I can go anywhere from here." I said looking sadly at my ankle. The skin on my ankle was nearly absent because of the chain rubbing. The chain has been on my ankle for years, not only the ankle but my wrists too.

"No" his reply remained the same.

I kept my mouth shut, I know better than to open my mouth. I took the support of the wall to stand up.

The routine was simple, torture human beings and make them monsters, that is the only reason they have kept me. I timidly looked the front of my cell, he wasn't there, they must have already took him to the room.

As I reached the room I noticed it was awfully quiet. I like noise it is somewhat comforting than the silence voices.

The door to the room is opened and there stands the owner. His name as I got to know is Mr. Dimitri Petrov. It was my first time seeing him in here. He stood behind the examination bed.

"So what are you going to give him today" It wasn't a question it was more like a demand. Afterall its his on the table, why wouldn't he ask the question. How could somebody be cruel to your own child I mean who wants to turn their child into a fucking monster. Apparently he did.

He looked at me with a sickening smile with his teeth showing. My hands started trembling, the chain never felt this heavy. I frantically searched for his answer and searched for the injection I prepared the day before.

I showed him the injection and replied "umm..... it is a combination of risperidone and phencyclidine "

He didn't reply anything, he looked straight into my eyes and suddenly the smiling stopped. His eyes showed different waves of anger. One moment he was standing away from me and suddenly he is clutching my neck tightly, stopping the airway completely.

"Do you think you are smart then let me clear this up for you miss little genius when I ask you something you need to give me full answers, did you understand?" the tears from my leaked profusely and with every word his hands clasped my throat more tightly which is making totally difficult to make nay answer so replied with my head.

A mistake.

"What are you bobbing your head for I will give you something to bobble your head for, speak you fucking little whore" and my body went sideways, he slapped. I was totally helpless. "Get up and do whatever you were doing I don't have much time for this."

Oh shit

He wants to see me inject him.

I can't.

I slowly got up and picked up the injection and started moving towards him. I checked his vitals before which by my so called unluck was ok. His heart rate was so slow that I have always questioned as to how is he actually living.

In reality, the person is used as for them to kill people and as for me I was terrified of him. Whenever I have touched him I get this grave felling, the hands that has killed so many people could one day kill me also.

But I always felt remorse for him, he didn't do it on his own accord. Just like me he was also in many shackle. He slowly opened his eyes, it was pitch black like actual black. He looked at me with no emotion no anticipation just stared at me.

The drug which I was about to give him will alter his brain functions such as prevents super sensitivity, improve memory and learning.

One side effect, it will affect his heart.

He will die as soon as I give him this.

I am an idiot for preparing this. Suddenly an idea strikes, which is totally stupid. I cautiously look back and the son of bitch is still looking at me and is infact glaring at me.

I turn back and make eye contact with the guy and gave him a look . He doesn't react and the most irritating part he just constantly staring at me.

I prepare the injection site on his arm and put my arm in the middle where I have to inject. I know I don't even know this guy but I am sacrificing.

He looks down and then looks up at me. Finally got a reaction out of him for the first time. He looks at questioningly to which I raise my finger to my mouth silencing him.

I inject the substance technically it is my arm I am injecting. Well when did I join public service. When the injection is emptied I showed that to this guys daddy , slightly in a mocking manner to which he didn't take well.

Welp a mental note to never do this again.

The result was the electric shocks, basically they have planted an electro chip on my neck which sends shock. Kids do not try this at home because it fucking hurts like bitch.

My eyes started blurring because of the pain and also the side effect of the drug. The drug given to a normal person can make them unstable and dizzy.

I hate darkness.

It brings back the nightmares.

I wish Joshua was here.

I wish I had listened to him.

Nothing would have happened.

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The pain surges through each and every limb. I groaned loudly and attempted to sit up which is failed miserably. The cold and damp floor makes no difference. I clutch my hands to sides of my head as the tears rush immediately to my eyes, grimacing at the pain I slowly open my eyes open just to notice two things.

First one is that my cell is opposite to me and it was empty, plus no security guards.

Second that someone is sitting opposite to me.

I send my prayers to the heaven that if I die please take me.

I slowly turned my head just to find him staring back at me with so much intensity that suddenly the temperature dropped.

Wondering what's wrong with this guy, well given the fact that he is somewhat six feet three inches very much built and very handsome to be precise but that is where everyone is wrong. Looks doesn't tell anything about you.

He is a certified psychopath and murderer.

A very skilled one in that.

As far as I know he is been here since he was a child. He does not speak at all, well I tried all the time because I used to get bored might have provoked him sometimes and his only answer was the deadly stare he used to give. Normally according to the studies a killer shows some kind of emotion when pissed off but this one here doesn't show any , like he is a robot or something. They always shackle him while taking him from here. But the only difference while going from here he walks by his two legs but returning would others carrying him unconscious.

Usually killer loves to see the life drain out of them, they like to torture them when they are angry with slow and painful death but this guy over here, whenever he gets angry he just kills the person with no remorse.

The only emotion he has is anger.

I wonder what more that asshole Dimitri wants from him .

He is not a person more like weapon. A very dangerous weapon.

And guess what, I am stuck with him now.

Damn you Dimitri!
And the most important part is that I made him like that.

I wanted to believe that I wasn't with him and chose to stare ahead.

He suddenly gets up and starts walking towards me.

Oh Fuck!

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