Day 5 (part 2)

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~James' Pov~

I found out who was sitting in the chair in front of me.... it was my other part.

~Flashback~

There once was a happy family of 4. The mother, father, and two sons. The parents were scientists and they love testing their products on living things, but they never tried it on humans.

Until they found a solution that could separate one organism to make two of the same thing. The only difference being one is good and one is bad.

Now the parents always wanted another child, but because the mother got her tubes tied. So they tried it on their eldest son, James. They did the experiment in the room with the door painted black.

Jason, his little brother, was on the other side of the door with his ear pressed against the door hearing his brother's scream becoming louder sounding like two people screaming in sync. Eventually the screaming stopped and Jason could hear footsteps approaching the door. He backs up a little, waiting for his mum to open the door. She doesn't come so he just opened it wide enough to see what had happened.

On the floor lay two boys that look the same but one had blonde hair and the other with red hair. Jason started hyperventilating at the sight of his beloved brother, or brothers, living two lives at once. He ran to his room, slamming the door.

After that both of the James killed their parents never wanting to see them perform such a horrific experiment again.

~End of Flashback~

As I am starting to come back to the present, I feel a sharp pain in my lower region.

I look down to see he has kicked me where the sun don't shine and before I fall over I see a mischievious smile cross his face. I drop the knife on his lap as I use both of my hands to cover my *COUGH COUGH*.

He quickly uses the knife to cut the tight ropes binding him to the chair. Before I know it he is towering over me with the know in hand.

I try rolling away as I am still in pain but I don't get to far as he swiftly got in front of me. I saw no way out except to fight him.

I rush myself to get up and get in a stance where I could block most of his moves.

We stay like that waiting for the other person to strike first. He used the knife to try and kill me fast by aiming at my heart. Luckily I caught it with both of my hands and threw it to the wall making a huge crack.

He shoot a a quick glance before replacing it with a serious face getting into the same stance as me. I slowly backed up until my back was almost to the wall. He took advantage of this and ran at me with aiming at my face. At the last minute I move out of the way running tawards the knife grabbing it out of the wall. Soon I turn around to see him holding his bloodied fist, 'He must have been trying to kill me with the first shot.' I think as I launch myself forward near his legs.

He swiftly moves out of the way and instead he punches me in the stomach making me cough up some blood. I fall to the ground me on all fours wiping the blood from my mouth.

"Face it," He says, "I was always stronger than you, that's how you got kicked out of MY house." That's makes me angry. I take the knife and stab it through his foot over and over again until he falls and I have a chance to stick it through his stomach leaving it there. He passed out I guess from being a wuss.

I get up and brush off the dirt that found its way onto my clothes. I pick him up and set him back in the chair making sure to make each restraint tight. The knife was sagging as it hung from his stomach so I took it and used all my strength to stick in his arm as it protrudes out the other side of his arm.

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