[ 001 ] - Bloody Issues.

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Trigger Warnings for this chapter - Brenner, Hawkins Lab, implied physical/emotional/verbal abuse, child neglect, implied death..

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The cold and cloudy weather in early November was nothing special, after all, it happened every single year without fail. It didn't matter if it was snowing, raining or just cloudy, it was always cold-

-At least to September, who just absolutely hated that time of year regardless.

Was it the fact that it was just simply cold really getting to his head? Or maybe it was something else, something darker, something..

Sinister.

Was it the human in him to naturally hate the cold? Hate how the pretty leaves that rustled on the trees when it was windy out had to die out to be replaced by ones new, ones better.

Or maybe it had some deeper meaning that September might not of even began to understood himself yet.

A world of darkness that was bound to either grow as the sickening time went on or was it that the darkness of whatever was truly hidden, had to die out just like those leaves to be replaced with a new and better version of them?

But at least September had one thing going for him, he was the only one of his.. kind.. as it were. Of course no one knew that fact though seeing as he just appeared human to everyone and that's exactly what he was.

But, did you see the emphasis on the 'was' right there? Look closer, can you see it? Can you see the tiny line that September had crossed over into of no longer being human?

Of course you do, because you were part of it right? Part of his pain. Part of his suffering. Part of his-

Wait.

You're not Brenner.

You're not September's 'Papa', just like he's not your 'Thirteen'.

So who are you really?

One of the lab scientists that like to take in kids and gift them with powers against there will perhaps?

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