Candy Man

03 Fight, or DIE

Experiment 03

It's been four days. It's been hard with this training I been doing. The doctors push me hard, but Sunny has been pushing me harder when I'm left in my room. The doctors made me move till my body couldn't take it and Sunny liked to make me think. I didn't get time to rest anymore. It made me go twenty four seven, even when I sleep I listen to a voices set up situations in my head where I had to solve them.

My training with the doctors had just finished and the young blond man was walking back to my room. I really liked him, he was nice and sometimes had little red balls that he called Candy. He was the only one who had them and they were really yummy. The thought made me hungry as we walked up to my room looking at my knuckles were cut up and red with blood. I had to fight this creature that was the same size of me. It was hunched and didn't look fully mature even though it was weird. The doctors called it a "cursed one" Sharp teeth came from it's pushed out lower jaw in every which direction. It had slimy black skin and long claws. It made some gashes on my back when it tried to grab me, it also manage to bite my shoulder. I must have looked like a mess, I sure felt like it.

The heavy metal door swung open and the doctor nodded for me to go in. I dragged my feet threw the door way and sat on my bed like every other day this week. He  closed the door and the doctor walked away without giving a treat to me. 'He must be having a bad day.' I thought and looked down at my hands.

'When Don't they have bad days' Srash has been there every minute of my week. She told me never to speak of her and the doctor's could not know our secret.

A chuckle filled the room and my eyes looked from my bloody hands up to the tall man in my room. Laughing Jack came back.

Laughing Jack

She was quiet as if she went threw some mental break down in four days. She looked at her bloody hands. Did she not feel them, The condition she was in could put an adult in hospital for weeks. The blood made me laugh, I don't know why, maybe cause I was insane. Her eyes quickly moved from her thoughts to me. She was shocked and I don't blame her. In that second I thought I say something, in her eye's it wasn't normal but it happened in a flash, I couldn't follow it.

"Why are you here again?" her voice sounded bored. I'll admit, I never hear a kid sound like this, especially around me.

"Well I came to see if your hands healed from last time, but clearly you keep making fresh wounds." I said in a joking tone, but I lost the smirk when a pained look crossed her face. I must have upset her. I didn't mean to, and for once in my life I didn't want to upset someone.

"I'm no good." she said sounding week again as her eyes fell down to the floor. That was the last thing I wanted to hear and some how it pained me. Made me feel sick to hear her like that.

"What do you mean?" I asked not realizing what I was asking till the words had already slipped threw my lips.

Her eye's looked up at me again. Those pale green eye's that almost looked dead inside, but I could make out a dim light of hope "If I can't kill it, It'll kill me" she said pulling her knees up inside her rage like dress that was ripping every witch way. Her bloody hands grabbed them from the outside and almost like she read my mind she answer the question I had. "They, keep putting me in rooms with these monsters.." she said barring her face in her knees.  

Lost for words I looked at her. They were training kids to fight monsters? REAL monsters?! No this is a child she must be dramatizing it. Maybe robots or people dressed up weirdly. I failed to understand why humans would do this to there own kind. And almost like a whisper she choked something out.

"I don't want to die."

That single wish made me upset. No one wants to die and sure I was an insane clown that slowly torched and gutted kids in front of there family causing them to go into madness, but this kid was going threw more then I could come up with. No family, no toys, just a dirty old bed and fighting for her life. I walked over to the bed and squatted down in front of her.

Her hands tighten on her knees like she was hiding her face and right there inches from my face I saw it. Her cuts there was the black gunk she was purging before and it was closing the wounds off, healing her. I've only seen this once and that was the slenders tricks to healing. His brother had the sticky goo in his mouth as well, as if it was saliva.

Monster...

They were training monsters to fight monsters, that's why they didn't have an issue with it. I stood up and growled to myself her eyes looked up from her arms which showed me she wasn't crying. "Fight then" I growled slightly angered at the human's actions.

"I can't fight" her voice said the wounds on her hands almost gone already. I'm not sure how I didn't notice it from last time. "Then get up and try to fight me." I said walking over to the side.

She looked shocked. "I won't hit back" I said trying to assure her. She slowly stood as if someone was motivating her from behind.

(Time skip)

She was on the ground and wasn't getting up this time. I blinked a few times as she lied there. She fell at least 9 times in the 20 minutes. She was breathing heavy. Did I push her to hard? I only step out of the way a few times or grabbed her hits but, maybe getting her to do this right after fighting for her light was a bit too much. She sat up this time and sat there. "I'm smaller, and weaker than you, I don't have a chance." She wiped her bloody nose from the impact with the ground and looked to me. "How can I learn to fight when there's nothing I can do." I stood there and put my hands on my hips waiting for her to try again. Three hours straight of this and I don't think It's getting anywhere. I squat down again and watch her force her self up to her feet. I still towered over her. She stumbled towards me  I stayed there planing just to push her small fist away, but her strategy changed clasping her hand in front of her, using her one hand to support the other Her elbow went towards my family jewels, being down on my knees put me in a bad position, but a hit there was pretty bed, immortal or not. So in my attempt to grab her elbow, she took it as an advantage. Her foot lifted up while I held her elbow and came crashing down on Brachialis mussel (My upper arm). I let go and gave a kinda stun look. She took a step back when I let a groan out. I held in what I would call a cry of pain and put my hands down. "No, fair I'm a guy" She looked at me blankly like she didn't understand. I finally was able to move and stood up. "It's hurts more then normal for a guy to be hit between the legs." I added hoping it would be enough explaining. She seem to understand as much as a kid her age could. I watch her a bit as she seemed to be in thought again. A yawns came from her and she walked to her bed and layed down and just like that she fell asleep. She must have been exhausted because there was only moment between her closing her eyes and her soft breath like snores.

I watch her a few moments questioning my self, such as why I help her get better and why I didn't killer her. I pulled a small bag of black balls out  of my pocket. Licorice flavor candy. I placed the small bag of candy next to her before turning to leave. "Night kiddo"