So I guess you've heard of me. I bet they told you the story of how I went Rogue and broke the rules of The Beasts and have caused war to my kind. Well sorry to say it but your wrong their not my kind. I am human well I was at least until the night I was gassed while I was sleeping thrown in a cage like some sort of lab rat and was experimented on. Why? I don't fucking know to be honest I got good grades never got in any trouble kept my nose clean, well pretty clean, but I wasn't a bad kid by far. For some reason though one day some asshole woke up and said to himself hey lets fuck up someone's existence that'll be fun right? So with all this your probably wondering if I'm so honest to God innocent then why would I break the rules? Well let's put it like this you know when your having a seizure and your body jolts up and down and you flail and kick like you belong in a straight jacket? That's what it's like except instead of that your infused with blood capable of doing more than just flailing and kicking. It's growing claws and having glowing eyes and uh oh am I forgetting anything oh yeah biting your girlfriends head off because she got to close. I can still taste her blood in my mouth imagine a liquidy under cooked burger just for examples sake.
Actually now that I think about it that actually sounds pretty good like a nice raw juicy...Ah fuck no not happening where was I? Try to think about something else get your mind off it. Ah yes the jolts that will probably do it. So the jolts are random bursts and motions of uncontrollable motions that are caused by the fact that whatever they did to me my body is trying to fight it. That's what I'd like to believe at least it could just as easily be whatever it is trying to take full control and spread even further. I don't feel like a monster but I don't feel human either far from it actually.
Okay well that's pretty much what happened. I panicked and ran off. Okay I didn't run I sort of flew actually. Like sprouted wings and menacingly took to the skies. When I was little I always thought flying would be fun now I just wish I would of kept my mouth shut. Well I have no idea where the hell to go. I have no idea what the fuck I'm going to do.
All I have is a notebook, a pencil, $18, and a bus token wish me luck.
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Ficción GeneralEnter the World as you know it with a perspective somewhere between a mixture of Percy Jackson and Chronicals of Nick where Monsters spilled their filth into the ancestry of humans and hybrids roam the Earth. But unlike those stories the Mortals kno...