Road to the Fallen (Short Story for my friends)

A/N:Picture is as creepy as heck, story might be as well.

Warning: Bloody, violent, disturbing, do not read if you find disturbing images, well, disturbing. I realize this is repeated, but that is because it is true!

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The man stood over me, my blood gleaming in sharp contrast to the white lab coat and surgical mask he wore. I scream as the intense pain rips through my face, the metal brace tearing the skin and tissue of my face to bites, ready to be reshaped as the man deemed perfect. I just let my self drift off, as the pain continued to rack through my body, from the tips of my fingers to the edges of my shoulder blades, were burning with the fire oh the metal contraptions and tearing flesh.

~Mans P.O.V~

The creature that sat below me was a perfect specimen for the project. Young. Small. And vulnerable to our techniques. The metal brace the held the different sections of her face apart gleamed in the light of the operating room, the once short and slender fingers she had were changed to long lethal claws and her teeth were that of a sharks.

"I assume Project Fallen is going as planned?", a cold, silibant voice asked me. I turned and saw the black robed figure of the boss standing behind him, looking at the now unconcious girl. I simply nodded, then turned back to adding the final part of the operation. As I stood there focusing on the procedure but listening for the whisper of fabric on ground as the boss turned and left. Quickly splicing the bone structure of her back I completed the operation and wheeled the table into the room she was to be left in.

~~A Few Hours Later~~

      ~Girls P.O.V.~

As I came to, I found the pain was gone, well almost, the ripping in my face still ached even in the metal contraption was gone. I stood up shakily, and looked down at my gaunt arms, reveling every bone that was there. I walked shakily to the only furnishing in this room, a small mirror glued onto the wall, everything was almost darker than you could see. I walked shakily to the mirror and screamed, staring at the horrifying face in the mirror. Milky white eyes, scraggly black hair, pale skin and a gaunt figure, and worse of all the teeth of a shark and the claws of a bird. I stumbled backwards and hit the floor, pain exploding in my back, flipping over I felt along my back untill I felt the... wings, soft, fluffy and as small as a hawks, ironic and stupid.

I feel my vision go red, my heart break and my soul shatter into pieces as I thought about these changes. I knew it was time to fight so I crouched in the shadows and waited.

A man in a white suit walked in a tray in his hand. Bunching my muscle like a cat I launched my self at him, putting my claws to good use, the use of tearing his throat out, looking at the blood in my hands I allowed my self a small giggle before prying open his mouth,tearing out his molar and walking out the open door, the glistening molar lying beside the bloodied corpse.

As I walked another man got in me quest to revenge. Walked up to him I smiled sweetly, my claws digging into his skin. Leaning close to his ear, I whispered, "It doesn't hurt that bad", before plunging them deeper and leaving him to bleed on the floor. Walking down the hall, closer to freedom.

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A/N2:Here ya go Kira, your creepy picture and my interpretation of it. Maybe she is from Crater Lake XD