Velocity

Chapter 8

Date: December, 24, 2016

Location: Colt Industries, New York City

Subject No. 15: Adrian Francis Hamilton

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Note: I'll spare you the details of the tests Kate gave me as it was almost the same as before, (Hooray for redundancy), anyways.

Once my sister had finished collecting data, we discussed about the findings and what the name of our the new compound would be, (PS. we named it Compound: SE53, stupid name, right?). My sister had confirmed that I was okay and sent me off back home.

"So," my sister began, piling up papers of inconceivable lengths and folders thick with graphs sticking out at their every corner, "since we're done for the day, would you let me be the kind sister I am and award you with a drive home for being such a nice test subject?" I heard a sliver of giggles from her, obviously enjoying the small tease.

"You have a car?" I questioned, completely oblivious of that knowledge. 

"Duh," she replied as though it was something completely obvious. Reaching out for her handbag, she dug her hands deep into its pockets before pulling out a small key, with a Chevrolet keychain hanging on the other end of the bundle.

"A decent car, mind you. It's what I use to go to work. Public transport is such a bother."

She went on ranting about how buses gave her claustrophobia, and how taxis try to charge her twice the ordinary fee. This rant went on until I reached the handle of the passenger seat's door, repeating the same "Uh huh" I gave her every now and then.

Other than the occasional swears diverted to other drivers, the ride back to my settlement was quiet. I passed through streets and buildings familiar to me for as long as I could ever remember.

I let a small sigh escape from my lips, and allowed myself to sink into a brief slumber.

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There it was again.

I saw myself on the edge of a diving board, a few dozen feet above the ground, watching the pool's dark waters fail to surcease their constant movement.

The urge to jump overwhelmed my physical vessel, and within the second of the thought, the distance between the pool and my face began to lessen at a fiery pace.

I was expecting a painful splash, but when I gave my eyes sight again, I was in the streets of my hometown. The isolated settlements were dark and lifeless, random trash being blown over by the slight gust of wind.

The wind began to become more powerful, and soon it was my body being pushed forward to the direction of the forceful winds. I looked up, facing the stuff of nightmares (literally).

The black shadow, shaped of an irregular humanoid yet ran alike to one, began to loom ever closer to me. Fear started to settle deep in my chest, my legs beginning to sprint at their own volition.

This was all too familiar.

I ran faster, then faster, and faster once more, until my surroundings blurred. But the shadow loomed nearer and nearer, and my breath began to let me down. Desperate, I screamed deafeningly until my voice had been muffled by the victorious shadows.

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I flinched hard, and soon my body tensed and stood up straight, only to find myself returned to my car seat.

"Don't overdo it," my sister said, pulling up by the driveway. How long did I sleep for? My sister got out of her car, and I followed the same. She looked at my eyes again, "I mean, with your new found powers. They're amazing, but such power comes with--".

"--great responsibility, yada yah. Thanks Uncle Ben," I sarcastically responded while I casually waved my hand. I started to slowly walk towards my house, allowing my boots to sink deep into the snow.

"Why, your welcome, Peter," she giggled a bit before retreating into her car. It was nice to see less of 'nerd' and more of 'sister' from her.

I turned my head from the departing car to the rusted knob of my apartment's door, suddenly feeling alone once again.

The past few days had been something. Well, other than being a total lab rat, it was fun testing out and learning new things about me.

Gripping the knob, I twisted my wrist sideways and stepped a foot inside my house, expecting nothing but the quiet buzzing of the kitchen bulbs.

That was the last thing I thought of before feeling something hard come into contact with my nape.

I saw black.
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