"How many bullets?"
"Only 4, no arteries"
Blood stained concrete, blood-soaked bandages and my thick, merged bloody hair.
Summer air loomed around me as I was towered over by these geniuses, the minds of the future. Though I was their current disappointment, a let down and burden on their shoulders.
"Training is over, switch it Gussy" Dr. Kane gestured towards the main board, before being the first to immediately retreat back hopelessly.
My legs were non-existent, I couldn't feel a thing. My arms had given out and I was left slumped up against the side of an almost-obliterated barricade while only garbed in my typical training spandex shorts and a carbon tactical full sleeve.
I looked up at the kindhearted woman peering down on me with worry.
Doctor Bates, stood as both an idol and a motherly figure to me. Her simplicity and dynamic way of living always made me wonder how she managed to stay so optimistic around such depressing environments of shooting, constant fighting and even killing.
She kneeled down and offered her help, though I waved it off, unintentionally implying a rude and angry mood. This is often an issue I cannot solve, my way of socialising. I struggle to show kindness or general monotone behaviour.
I slowly heaved myself up, still using the barricade as a foundation. I perched on it and watched as everyone slowly started to retreat back into the lab. I followed suit, slowly dragging myself along leaving a trail of crimson blood behind me, with no one to help me except for myself.
That's how life is, I assume.
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TRANSIENT - ROMANCE & ACTION
RomanceBased on a young girl, born and raised within a laboratory with the aim to build and grow human weapons, from torture to fake families, Kyra endured it all without a single clue. Slowly as school is required to widen her knowledge on the outside wor...
