Tasting Freedom

What's Up?

So, you're probably confused on why I broke out.

No, I didn't commit a crime.

Nor did I get accused of one.

I was at a fucked up science department. That--prepared to be shocked-- experimented on humans. No, no, no they said why put this strangely silver haired boy in an orphanage, when we can conduct experiments on him and call him our very own?

Yup, I was the first, 'cause after me came others. Soon there were so many that they had to move headquarters in a bigger building. I don't have a name' none of us do.

My number is zero, I was before number one so I was considered: Special. Whilst in that hellish building, they trained me to be a sniper. Not just any other sniper' though. I'm so good at what I do is I can use any gun at a far distance and aim perfectly using my left eye; thanks to all the crazy math that was somewhat literally drilled in my brain. It's quite simple to me it's as easy as wiggling my finger, like second nature. Killing is simple, too. Not that I particularly enjoy it, I've just been doing it since I was four. The scientists made me a specialized weapon so my puny innocent hands could wield it .

(wow this be short xD, but lalalalalalala tell me wutcha think ^.^)