Revamped

Prologue

Prologue

Thoughts. Deep thoughts. Drowning my sense of happiness.

What if I could escape? What is it like to roam amongst the earth above? Out of water, and onto dirt. This is what I dream of. Maybe one day, he will set me free. He had said that one day, he would allow me to have my independence. But will it be soon? 

I am different from everyone else. I have been soaked in these modifying liquids for over 20 years. I have never walked. I have developed strong skin that filters air from water like the gills on a fish. I have lived in this tube for so long that it feels like home. It is where he says I belong. But I am beginning to ponder. Ponder about the green grass beyond this compact and limited environment. I have heard about the sun that burns over Earth, providing a main light and heat source for everyone. Here, there is always darkness. The only light that shines in this dim room comes from the television; which has become my only fount of education through my green, luminescent glass tube. I have to admit though, I have become very intellectual from the extensive hours of watching informative documentaries. It is the only source of entertainment given to me.

A television show came on last night. It showed a man and woman in love. They kissed and hugged. It was revolting. When I have the ability to walk on land, I am never going to fall in love. That is for certain.

I would like to escape, regardless of danger and such. As much as I wish to do so, I could never betray the Professor like that. I can not just leave without some sort of notice. I have to ask him next injection time. I need to confront my liberty. And when he says yes, I will finally breathe air and move freely.

The only problem that worries me is that I am different. I have filtrating skin. My limbs have been extended to massive lengths. My hair is tinted coral against my pale, glistening skin. I don't look entirely human. And people might not realize that I still have the heart of a person. They might run. And turn their backs on me. I will be rejected from society. And it is all because of my deceiving appearance.

I am mutilated.

I am special.

I am revamped. 

***Comment what you think of this Sci-Fi story. I've been having surges of ideas lately so I'll probably be posting quite a few here and there, but I'll make sure to eliminate the unwanted ones. Thanks!***