Oc Book Of Ocs

Vermin

WARNING! The next story contains a lot of pain and some quite emotional parts. (I actually cried while writing this!)

Eheh It's the next character, because cliffhangers are a thing.
I also decided to skip Vivette, 'cause her story is just boring.

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"Catch up!" A small girl in a light-yellow flower-dress yelled as she ran up the flower filled hill to a beautiful cherryblossom tree.

"Wait! You're running too fast!" I panted as I ran up the same hill, my light blue dress flowing in the wind...

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I jolted up from my sleep and rubbed my eyes with my small paws growling quietly.

'Human'. That's what I once were.

'Vermin'. That's what I am now.

I remember being selled by my own mother, so she could live. I also remeber being placed onto a chair against my will, a needle inserted to my upper arm, some liquid flowing inside my body and the blinding pain. Once I was a raccoon, some other liquid flowing inside my body and even more pain. Switching from human to raccoon, from raccoon back to human, again and again. Oh, the pain. I wished for the pain to end, to go away, to die away. Or rather that I, would die away. But I didn't. My spine was ripped out with all the other bones too. I wanted to scream, my muzzle strapped, I couldn't. My bones replaced with metal and wires, I could do what other animals couldn't.

I recall being throwed into a cage, my new bones stinging my muscles. The darkness, the screams of pain and the laughs of insane slowly made me easily startled and weary. Snapping back at all the things told me and becoming emotionally locked.

I looked around the cave I was currently hiding in. I had escaped almost one year ago and taking the laboratory down with me. They had ruined my life, so I ruined theirs. Fair, isn't it? Not really. I had killed many innocent lives when I blew the laboratory. Do I care? Not at all. It's their own problem to get captured and experimented on.

I shivered and went to hunt some small animals. I smelled another raccoon so I followed the scent. Soon I found it, eating a dead bunny. 'Oh, how lovely' I thought and lunged at the poor animal and biting it's neck. I dragged the raccoon and the bunny back to the cave. I first ate the bunny and then started eating the raccoon. Am I a cannibal? Possibly. Do I care that I just ate another raccoon? Of course not. I don't care about anything anymore. Not even if I got a message, that half of the universe died. Okay I would care if I actually got that kind of message, but I wont.

The raccoon tasted nice, seemed like a young one too. After quite the long time, I had swallowed the last bits of the raccoon and left the bones lying on the ground. I walked out of the cave and began my journey to nowhere. I would just hurt all the things that got too near me. Physically and mentally, so don't talk to a raccoon that walks on two legs and eats other raccoons.

Do I hurt people? Way too much.

Why don't I care about anything? It's because I'm done caring for nothing. Once in the laboratory, I saw another raccoon, that was being tortured by the scientists. I cared for him, and he cared for me. We talked and laughed together. Everything was fine, and we became friends. Until he told me that he doesn't want to talk to me anymore. We argued, I went a bit too far and called him a rodent. He yelled at me and we were no longer friends. The scientists took him away and he never came back. I was told that he had escaped. Before we argued, he had promised me to get us both out. I belived. Big mistake. He left me suffering and so I cared no more, about anything.

Am I a runaway experiment? Nothing less.

Depression got me and trust problems came right after. I blew up the whole fucking lab, no regrets. They destroyed me, so I destroyed them.

Am I insane? Everyone in the lab said so.

Am I psycho? Think about it.

Do I care what you think or call me? Never.

Who am I? Samantha.

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Thanks for reading and eait for the Vivette story part 2!

Lol this story is just Samantha asking questions and answering them.

-Chilei