Genetic Code

The Resistance

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CRUNCH! Goes the bones in the guards cervical vertebrae, breaking it like twigs in my tight grasp. It's like I'm not even in control of myself anymore. However, I can still feel every detail around me, the smell of blood, the taste of flesh, seeing the pain in there eyes as they die by my own hands. All seen through these blood shot eyes.

All I wanted was to be free and safe from harm. And that's what this thing was doing for me.This new found strength was ten times better than the prescription medicine your doctor could ever administrate. I don't ever want this to end. Unfortunately, everything must end at some point, but for now, I'm going to enjoy my revenge on these scientist that treated us like lab rats in some controlled experiment. Every single one of these fuckers will pay for turning me into a monster.

My team follows and does what I do, in one big organized masacer.They too are biologically screwed up. For the first time, I can see first hand what I've become. It's like nothing I have ever seen in nature. Deffinitely nothing you could see at your local zoo or on the discovery channel. This must be some kind of disease or dream. I'm stuck between the border of reality and insanity.

In summary, four severed limbs, sixty pints of blood splattered all around me as well as on me, and six humans dead. I couldn't believe what just happened. I don't even know what's happening now. Something inside me is changing rapidly. My throat is starting to swell and itch. I'm trying to form a sentence or words, a letter wouldn't work either. All that came out was something wolfish, a howl.

At the sound of the howl, my team, of newly created mutant freaks, responded to my orders. They all rush to the only way out and try to crack open the door. It's very clear to me that they want to escape this mad house. Sharply turning my head upward, I catch the sound of three... no four, scientist frantically muttering through a one-way glass balcony, spectating from above. Through the glass, I can hear one man most of all; Mr. Greed.

''Don't let them escape! Contain the specimens back inside their capsules! Send more guards for containment! Now!'' A professor shouted. He sounded familiar.

We continue moving through the blocked corridor filled with locked doors. Somehow, with incredible power and teamwor, we end up at the last secure door. Knock! ...Knock! ...Knock! It's almost ready to fall. I can hear a group of soldiers on the other side, preparing to stop us. It's a fair chance that they won't be able to. I've seen the size of the thing that my soldiers and I have turned into and it's really intimaditing. Bang! The door flies open, striking one soldier directly, death on impact. Bullets pierce my flesh as I stride forward, uncontrollably, heart pounding with adrenaline and the need to kill. These bullets seem to be doing nothing to me or my band of disfigured soldiers.

Ripping off the head of one guard and biting the head off the other. This is insane. They out number us by more then a dozen. There's no way they have the man-power to stop my team and I. In no time, we are already three floors down. A trail of blood and whatever is left of the defenders of this place, lie behind us, recklessly.

Down the hall, I spot a light at the end. Enhancing my sight by squinting, I can see clearly what's at the end. I give a howl, signaling a stern command to advance it. They follow willingly, responding with soft growls under their breaths. Rushing through the empty hall, we finally reach the light at the end. We smashed through a thick glass frame, now falling to our death. It's unlikely that anything could survive an impact from such a height, as high as this.

I was wrong. Firmily, we all touch the ground, without a scratch, with the exception of small nicks from the broken glass. One by one we land, Troy to my right, and Foster and Jake bringing up the rear. My eyes aren't yet adjusted to the outside lighting made by the sun. I keep going, leading the way, using my strongly enhanced since of smell and hearing to lead us out carefully.

''Damn... I still got a lot to get used to.'' I say in a growl without words. All my words seem to go ineffectively into thoughts.

This place isn't heavily gauarded. The perimeter is made up of a thick, concret border eighteen feet tall and as big as a flagpole. After making such a clean jump, I believe anything is possible, and so do my unwelcoming guest. But my dicisions aren't mine anymore. Soon enough, I feel the kick and I loss control of my body once again. My legs are thrusting long lengths at a time, reaching the opening at the gate, until I hear a call.

''Close the gates quickly! Don't let them escape!'' A guard at a torrent on top of the wall shout.

The gate slams down within mere seconds. My elaborate, yet simple, idea of escaping is crushed by a gate that probably weighs more than the four of us. But my counterpart has a crazy plan of it's own.

''God dammit. I'm not stopping one bit. All the effort I put into controlling it is useless. We're heading for the wall head on. We're gonna fucking jump!'' I feel my head lower and muscles tighten. Before I knew it, we're up and over, running into a thick forest. Sounds of alarms and sirens still pierce my sensitive ears.

Nightfall will draw upon us soon, in just a few hours. Our friends are enemies, that have left the hunt for us for another time and place. I can't feel any fatigue from all the running we're doing, just a thirst for meat, any kind, more likely that of my own kind. This is a sick thing we've become; I think and wonder will this ever en-... I stop running and end up near a flowing stream of clear water. A howl burst off my tongue and hits a high pitch. Loud enough to make you cover your ears and send a tingling sensation down your spine, even from miles away.

The same pain I felt before I turned into this, is starting again. What can I do to stop it? How long will this go on? Is this the after effect - death? I've read in a news report that some lab experiments that expose you to a new chemical could kill within day, weeks - even seconds. It has been hours since we've turned into animals with a fucked up craving for flesh.

I crash to the ground, while Jake and the others hunddle around me, howling and whimpering. Something in me is changing again. The pain is worse than before. My enhanced strength, sight and hearing are painfully being taking away as harshly as they were given. Bones break and reconstruct in a matter of second,s to form what was once me, and still is. My senses are going everywhere. Becoming more acute and then dropping back to what they were. I try to crawl to the stream while the change occurs. The screams of my men are getting louder. I guess it's happening to them too.

My chin rest on this forest ground, next to the running water. It's the only thing keeping my mind calm. Fluttering my eyes, being blinded by the sunlight, the screaming stops after awhile and I can't move to care for my team. My arms spread out reaching for the stream, as if it were my only hope. All I could do is hear their pain and bodies hit the cold floor, one at a time. My eyes close and I exhale my last breath; or what seems to be...

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