Slaves of Yesterday

The Screaming

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     That kid that was taken out for surgery started screaming. He was yelling something about sight and hearing things. At first he had seemed like the most calm out of all of us, but it turns out that he was almost as violent as me.
     He knocked a few guards off of him and started running...Ha. That didn't get him far. I sighed as I watched him get tranquilized. They opened up the hatch for a few minutes to hoist him through...See, right there was their first mistake. One of many.
     I swam through the pool and dove under water for a few minutes to wait for hands to slide him neatly in the water. I thrust my hand up in a neat splash of cold water, surprising them for a moment before grabbing a hand and yanking it through the hatch before they closed it. If you have a weak heart or are one of those 'Oh, no one should ever be hurt ever because that's the good thing to be'...Skip the rest of this chapter. Maybe just find a new book.

     The man hit the water and immediately began sinking to the bottom, I didn't know why yet. I kicked down to him and he scrambled for anything. I felt his hand squeeze my ankle and yank me down closer. Good. I bent over and wrapped my long, slim fingers around his neck and dug my nails in as much as I could. I saw thin trails of blood float past my face and into the waters above. Now, if you've read on and you think I'm a horrible person then that's your problem. I was just happy to make his last moments worse then they had to be.
     The scientist died and I swam back up to the top, inhaling sweet oxygen. You know what? I was proud of what I had done. The only reason why is because I remembered his face. If he had been any other person then I might not have had to dig the blood out from under my nails. But he was the one who had made me suffer. He brought me in the back of a white van and dragged me away from my family. And I avenged myself. Deal with it.

(CaptainOrion apologizes for that brief moment of violence)