Animalistic

Escape

Mark Fisher's POV
Slowly I set in to the rigid authority of the system. The order helped, I suppose. It helped remove the initial madness and I started working, each mission I went on becoming part of the never ending rhythm. It was important that this stayed, because the only other thing possible was complete and feral madness. Insanity. And I can't have that. At the same time, this rhythm feels like shackles. Hard cold metal binding my wrists down while I strain, the tendons in my neck revealing themselves as I struggle for freedom. This isn't the struggle that people like Gandhi and Martin Luther King Jr. did for the freedom, the equality that they wanted. This is a struggle for chaos, to just break free and tear down everything.
Luckily for everyone else, the chains are holding. Barely.
But that's all in my mind. Outside it, I spent my days running team recon missions. They said it was because I need to socialise with other people after being in practical solitary for months. But that was a fat load of bull crap and they know it. It's because I can't be trusted alone. I'm not safe. I hate it.
But I still agree with it. I'm not safe.
I carry a broken and damaged sniper rifle. Its sights are off and it generates more heat than an oven. They said it was because I'm a deadshot with a sniper. But what they don't know is that it was the right choice for another reason. It was because I'm not to be trusted. They never know when I could cut loose. Be free.
101. 102. 103. 104. 105. I sit down, finished with my daily push-up routine. I began my sit-ups, face dripping sweat. It's either sweat or other people's blood. I choose sweat. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. I bite my cheek to keep my screams under control. The taste of blood tells me that I used my canines. Hm. Quite apt considering my situation.
Morph comes in and opens his mouth to speak. He closes it when he sees me dripping blood from the right side of my mouth. "Spit it out." I say. He opens his mouth, takes a breath and says," Next mission in 5 minutes. Jolt and Travis are with you. Sector 13." Then he walks briskly out, although I see a slightly scared look on his face. I grunt, getting up and grabbing my combat gear. I wear it in the halls of GCS, people giving me furtive looks and giving me a wide berth. Can't blame them, huh? No one wants to be in a room with something or someone who could rip their head off unprovoked. I get to the recon gate, old rifle in hand, and meet Travis and Jolt. Suddenly, a voice comes from behind me. "Juline said that I had to come too." Jolt says, "Well, okay then, Rogers." And Elise comes into my left peripheral view.
Dirty blonde hair, with streaks of red, and fair skin give you a semi-accurate view of her. "Let's go." I growl. We all run off into the dusk.
All of us are flooding the area with sweat when we reach sector 13. The Chrysler building looms up above us as we drew our weapons and head into the nearest building. One of them lurched out at us and Elise dispatched it with twin cracks from her Glocks. The next building was glass. "Why don't you stay outside and cover us?" Travis said. "Whatever," I drawled, sniper rifle hoisted,"just don't have too much fun without me." They went in, telling me to come in if they broke a window. I waited............and waited.........and then I heard a window smashing. I sprinted up the stairs and arrived on the 4th floor, my estimated destination.
There was nothing there.
A female scream came up from the floor above me and I jumped. In mid-air I swerved and sprinted up the stairs. I saw that Travis and Jolt were already dead and were the main course. A small crowd had already formed around Elise and I saw her pistols catch and she removed the clips but she had none left. One of them in a business suit raked a hand at her face and three gashes appeared, all of them looking sick and infected.
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With a large roar, I plunged my hands into a special pocket sewn into my combat vest and removed them outfitted with two black gloves. I smashed my palms together, and out popped two wickedly sharp steel claws. Wolverine would have been proud.
I jumped at one of them, driving the left claws straight into his (it's, their?) eyeballs. Blood gushed from them as all that was left of their eyes were two dark red holes.
One came at me and I backhanded it, then kept on going, leaving nasty cuts on his face and chopping off half his nose. One lurched right at my front, the stupid bastard. I plunged my claws right into his skull and went down from there. His upper body was neatly severed into three and I could see a dark pulsating thing fall out. His(it's, their?) brain. I stabbed one in the chest and hooked it, bodily lifting him(it, the-I give up) and bringing him down on his head. There was a crunch as his neck snapped. One of them gashed me on the thigh and I hooked my claws into his chest, breaking his ribs and pulling out a gently throbbing red organ.
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Elise looked at me in horror and disgust. I threw off the claw gloves, and gruffly said,"I'm sorry," before I ran out of the building, my brain giving in to the rage inside.
The mental chains were mangled and broken.
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I don't know how long I ran, but eventually I raced into a small building and dashed up the six flights of stairs, roughly throwing open the roof hatch and even after this, I still kept sprinting. I don't know, but suddenly I was in the air and the ground was rushing up to meet me and........
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Finally it's here! It came! FIFA 16!
Lol I'm just kidding thought do hope it comes out for iOS soon.
I have no excuses, except possibly my exams which required me to recite definitions 15/7. I do sleep you know. After that, you guys had every right to throw tomatoes at me, and if we were in Spain, that would be quite normal.
But still. Thanks for 290 reads.
Dedication list:
peagasus_moonbeam thou art the best. Amend that to second best wink wink.
Check out mah homie rash710's book 'Forget The Past' which, I'm sure, will shape up into something cool when the next parts come out.
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So ciao everyone? And expect some new stuff. A fanfic on the popular YouTube group ' The Sidemen' cause I'm just a huge fan of theirs. And another dark story.
So adios!
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