TW: TESTING, RUDE LANGUAGE, FIGHTING, SHOOTING, CAPTIVITY.
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SUBJECT-HAKUJI AKAZA SOYAMA
Subject file 1-
Gender: Male
Height: 5'8/173 cm
Subject number:2574
Age:???
Found: #####
Traits: Agressive, Disobedience, Manipulative, Cannibalistic activities, Overprotective, strength, speed.
DONT LET HIM OUT OF YOUR SIGHT.
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SYSTEM ALERT- SUBJECT 2574 HAS BEEN REPORTED MISSING. IF SEEN, APPROACH WITH CAUTION.
Herds of security guards with tranquillisers and scientists busting through hallways for their protective suits too look for one person.
Akaza.
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I ran through trees and bushes, not caring about the thorns scarring and scratching my body.
I had no idea where I was, but I wanted to go home.
HAKUJI AKAZA, SUBJECT 2574, RETURN TO THE BUILDING NOW.
The alarm system blared in my ears, guards calling for my name. It was overwhelming. But the adrenaline rush made me even more persistent.
C'mon, Akaza, almost there!
The bright light peeking through the bushes my my heart thump with excitement.
Reaching out, my hands squinted my eyes towards the ball of blazing fire.
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My knees buckled as a sharp pain struck me in my ankle.
No...t-this can't be it!
Looking down, I caught a glance at the long sedated arrow sticking through my leg.Blood started to trickle down.
Fuck, fuck, FUCK!
Whipping my head around, I turned to the guards malicious facing glaring at me.
"GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!"
I shot a nasty look at them staring as one reached to their side for a walkie-talkie.
"Subject 2574, found inside the premises, minor wounds,will be brought back shortly."
"C'mon," another one of them shouted. "We don't have all day. GET ON THE GROUND."
Just the mere thought if being shoved into a white room in a lab was sickening.
Violently, I shook my head, bearing my fangs.
You're gonna have to catch me first if you want this back~
I waved around the guards harpoon gun, maliciously smirking while I did so.
"M-my gun..!"
"GET HIM, BEFORE HE GETS ANY FURTHER!"
I was about to run when my vision got all blurry and in a turn of events..
All I saw was black.
My body tumbled to the ground with
The muffled sound of keys, chains, and handcuffs jingling were the last things I could make out.
