I'm Just A Freak- Hybrid ImmortalFox

He whimpered silently as he felt another kick hit his rib, and another, and another. He looked up from the floor he was currently being abused on and at his aggressor, his adoptive father, as if daring him to go further. He felt another kick to his face and sucked in a breath to keep from crying out in pain.

"Don't look at me, freak," his father stated, kicking his stomach.

"That'll teach you to not talk back," the abuser said, walking out of the room.

Aleks gathered all his strength and lifted his upper body, and collapsed back down when his arms gave out.

He sighed and tried again, this time succeeding. He used the wall for support and slowly walked along the sides of the room to get to his bed.

He plopped down, his legs not having enough energy to stand anymore. He felt a few tears slide down his cheeks and gripped the nearest pillow tightly, hugging it like a scared child would.

Why was he forced to suffer this way? His whole life had been a living hell, ever since he was born. His mother died while giving birth to him and his father's heart gave out when he was merely one and a half. After that, he got moved from foster home to foster home until he was adopted by an old man when he was five. He found it really odd; why would a man who could die any day take him in instead of resting like any other elder? But, when he was sent to a strange building a day after his adoption, he understood.

The old man had sold him, sold him like a worthless object. He sold him to an illegal laboratory. It was filled with psychopathic scientist, smart psychopaths, but psychopaths no less. He was the only human besides them there, the rest of the captured living creatures were all wild animals. And for six years, that's how he was treated, like an animal. They would study him, inject needles, perform tests and throw his food and water as if he was going to kill anyone who entered his minuscule cage.

It wasn't much, what they provided him with. A simple piece of bread and half a water bottle a day, heck, even the animals got it better than him. He was even forced to sleep on the hard floor, and with the loud noises the beasts in the cages next to his who make, sleep was rare.

He hated it there, who wouldn't? He felt as if he was there for no reason, all they did was inject stuff that would give him side effects instead of an actual 'positive result'. Until on cursed day, when a new scientist appeared for his daily injection.

He didn't know what it was supposed to do; as usual they kept it confidential, he didn't pay much attention to it, he was sure it wouldn't work anyway.

Nothing happened for months, but, one faithful day, the police discovered the illegal laboratory and released him, well, sent him to his next stage of hell. He was taken to another foster home, a happy couple had taken him in, enrolled him in school even.



But, before he knew it, they split up, leaving him with an angered adoptive father.

And eventually anger led to alcohol and alcohol to verbal abuse, and from that to physical abuse.

It only got worse when, two years ago, the injection worked. On his head, there was a pair of dog ears and a fluffy dog tail on his lower back.

They weren't artificial, they weren't removable, they were utterly attached to his body.

He didn't want his 'father' to know, that would give him a bigger reason to abuse him, and that he did not want.

So, he kept it a secret for as long as he could, until he was sixteen. He had walked into his room silently as to not awaken the drunken beast but forgot to lock the door like he usually did. When dinner time came up, the barely sober man went up to order him to make his meal, of course, without knocking and since nothing was covering his dog parts, he saw.

He saw and became furious, immediately starting a session of abuse, calling him things like 'freak' and 'mistake'. Aleks didn't bother explaining; his father wouldn't listen anyway. So he took the beatings, every day until this very day. The next day, they moved from their small apartment in Massachusetts to a slightly bigger one in Denver, Colorado.

What made things better is that tomorrow would be his first day in a new school, a new high school, he'd have to be extra careful not to reveal his secret.

Aleks rid his cheeks of the last tears running down them and hiccupped on his last sob. If there was one thing he could guarantee was that, in his life, he had never experienced happiness, nor did he expect it any time soon.

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