My Creepypasta Oc, Insane Angel
I was born in a lab called the school. Scientists(whom I called white coats) grated avian(bird) DNA into my human genes, making me 98% human and 2% bird, casing me to have abilities and bird wings. The white coats were always testing on me. Physical, mental, emotional. Tests tests tests. That's all they ever cared about.they poked and prodded me with needles. Injected me with this substance. "To enhance you evergrowing powers" they said. One day while a white coat was injecting me, I snapped. I grabbed the white coat's arm and grabbed the syringe. I stabbed the syringe into his eye and kicked him away from me. I crawled out of my cage and kicked the white coat in the stomach. He called for help and more white coats came. I snarled at them all and broke the first white coat's neck. I rushed at the others, killing them easily. Soon all the white coats were dead. I was then grabbed from behind. The eraser(a half wolf half human breed created by the white coats for body guards) scratched and clawed at my sides and face, causing me to scream in pain. I headbutt the eraser and elbowed him in the gut. I kicked him away from me. I searched for a weapon and found a stray scalpel laying on a table. I grabbed it and immeadiatly stabbed it into the eraser's left eye. He yelped in pain and clawed at me, causing me to yank the scalpel out, along with the eye with it. He scraemed and I laughed. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" "You-you monster!" The eraser yelled. I scowled and put my face close to his hairy one, dragging my weapon down his chest, opening it, Making him whimper in pain. "I'm not the monster here. You are." I stabbed the scalpel into him and pulled it out. I pushed him over so the eraser was laying on the floor. I used my hand and opened the incision I made in his chest, him screaming and struggling I'm pain. "Shh, Shh. It'll all be over soon. HAHAHAHA!" I laughed. I pulled out his large intestine slowly, savoring every moment he screamed. It was music to my ears. Sweet, sweet music. I grinned and pulled out his kidney. Then his stomach. I pulled everything out. I reached the heart. "I always wanted to know what made you tick. Now I do." I yanked the heart out of the now dead eraser. I examined it, blood flowing down my hands and arms. Covering my face and hair and clothes. I loved it. I loved the smell. I locked some blood off my hand. I loved the taste. I carefully put the heart on the floor and with all my force, stomped on it. I heard screaming and looked at the other mutants in the cages. They saw what I did. Everything. I grinned. Good. I went over and unlocked the first cage. I looked at the mutant in there. A cat/mouse boy. I smiled and without warning, I slashed his throat, killing him. I did the same to the next mutant and the one after that until they were all dead. I stepped back and smiled at my work. Perfect. I found a gallon of kerosene and poured it allover the facility of corpses. I found a lighter and made my way to the exit. I unfolded my wings which didn't get a drop of blood on them since they were tucked into my back. I turned my head to the building and lit the lighter. I threw it into the School and the instant it collided with the gas, the place went up in flames. I grinned. "Have a nice flight" I said and took a running start, jumped into the air, and beat my wings up and down. I was flying. I grinned and laughter slipped out of my mouth "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A NICE FLIGHT!!"
~disclaimer. I do not own the ideas of the school, white coats or erasers~
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