Survival for the Damned

Chapter 1; Brittle Bones, Blackened Bruises, and Bloodshed (Heavily Implied S/A)

Living in Sector 12-B isn't bad, but to me, It's literal hell on earth, especially since they're considered the most unstable and dangerous of all Sectors even compared to Sector 12-A whose filled with the most aggressive of all, but, understandably, the other Kids in sectors fear them- since they all act like a pack of hyper-aggressive, underdeveloped wolves that somehow work in perfect unison, but even in this sector I'm an Outcast and Faulty, maybe it's because I've taken a chunk out of a heavily armored and heavily built grown man's arm or maybe because I've beaten and bludgeoned someone to death in sector 16-B after we had a little disagreement or maybe because I'm the only one in this damned facility with a thick metal collar tailored specially to either kill, control, or track me in case I go Feral or worse become unruly but i'm not exactly sure all I know is that the supposed guards are more worried about the their paychecks and the freshly lombtomized eighteen year olds being sent out of surgery after they tried and failed to kill one of the scientist while the scientists were preparing them for surgery, so they will be more compliant and easier to control without the constant threat of being attacked but that clearly didnt work out in their favor because one of them got three fingers torn off their hand and another missing whole hand, ¨ Experiment 902-B, youre punishment is over, dont be all day.¨ one of the guards said with a sneer in my direction ¨We don't need anymore problems from freaks like you, especially after that crap you pulled during lunch.¨ another spoke up with annoyance clear in her voice, Standing up silently from my spot in the corner and holding my arms out in front of me waiting for them to wrap the cuffs around my wrists because apparently threatening one of the high ranking guards with disembowelment by wooden spoon and threatening to rip another apart with my teeth after he slammed a Metal lunch tray into the back of my head and another tried to manhandle me onto the dingy and disgusting cafeteria floor tiles, I understand muzzling me but the thick chains and even thicker cuffs are a bit excessive. As the guards began to lead me back to my shared room, I can only think about how much this place burns and blurs almost all of my senses; The walls are the same bright shade of white that it burns your eyes if you look at them to long, the quiet and dull sound of the lights buzzing above your head, it's quiet enough for you to ignore at first before it slowly starts to become overwhelming, the air around you is almost always freezing even during with three other people all of which are either around my age, strength level, or intelligence but pose no true threat to my life, There's 903-B or Finnell the one that's closest to me in age at sixteen, 904-B or Dias the one the youngest at ten and the one that has the same IQ as me, and finally 901-B or simply known as Viva The oldest in our room at seventeen, and the one who's just as strong as I am both physically and mentally, with a small sigh of relief at seeing my roomates after being stuck in the sensory deprivation room for two months and finally getting to see actually people again instead of the guards emotionless masks that only like to reflect the tortuous expressions of fear or desperation from anyone that has the displeasure of staring back at them in hopes of seeing another human being and not the beasts with blank faces staring down at them like they're not worth feeling empathy or any form of remorse in their eyes, glancing around the room I realize that one of my roomates is missing; Dias, ''Finn, Vi, unde este micuțul Dias, nu i-am văzut când am fost târât înapoi în această cameră?'' I asked confused because usually Dias is the first to be squealing about me finally being back from my punishment, Viva glanced at me emotionlessly before whispering softly under her breathe ¨Dias se je malo prepiral z enim od paznikov in...̈ she paused before shaking her head with a dark glare on her before it quickly faded as she nodded her head towards Finnell who was glaring at the wall who quickly spoke up with a disgusted tone that slowly faded into a heartbroken sob ¨Etot ublyudok ikh sil'no obidel, Malen'kiy Dias teper' v kryle vracha.Im chertovski bol'no, nashemu malen'komu Diasu. YA chuvstvuyu, kak oni vzyvayut k nam, umolyayut byt' s nami.¨ once Finnell finished I realized what he had meant by 'Dias hurting like hell ́, Had the one of the guards really...who am I kidding they don't see us as humans or sentient beings with actual hearts, we are nothing to them but walking weapons and beasts to be tamed and groomed for war my face twisted up at the thought of someone doing something so disgusting, so vile to Dias, looking at Viva whose usual blank expression is now one of devastation only made my stomach churn more causing me to quickly look at Finnell whose sobs of anguish are silently melting into cries and whispers of "Why them" and "They didn't deserve that",silently walking over to Finnell with a frown at seeing the usually composed mask slip from his face before quickly hugging them tightly whispering softly into his ear ¨It's Okay, it's not anyone's fault but the monster that decide to harm an innocent child like Dias.¨, the quiet sounds of shuffling were heard, both of us glancing up to see Viva sluggishly moving towards us before wrapping her arms around Finnell and I like a safety blanket, eventually the three of us fell asleep huddled together.