P.S. I'm A Creature (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 2

"It isn't much, but this should help."

Viktor stared down at the bundle of clothes that were held out in front of him. They seemed old, he noted as he saw the small holes and loose threads that poked out of the pair of sweats and t-shirt.

Hesitating for only a moment, as if the cloth would burn his skin, he grabbed hold of the clothes from Kenny's hand and mumbled a soft thank you that earned a smile in return.

"The bathroom is down the hall. You can change in there." Kenny stared at Viktor for a moment who only looked confused by the whole interaction. It made the blonde feel sorry for him.

Based on what he saw, Viktor was probably in the sex trade. No person just casually strolls around the city naked and certainly not in an alleyway surrounded by a bunch of dirty men. Though he didn't know why they all seemed to drop down like flies when he arrived, he didn't want to pummel Viktor with questions while he still seemed afraid and nervous.

"Um, don't worry!" Kenny reassured as he stepped away. "I'll be out here. Just give me a shout if you need me."

Viktor stared at the clothes for a few seconds longer before nodding and walking towards the bathroom with soft steps. Kenny watched on with worry then finally let out a sigh he had been holding once the bathroom door shut behind his new guest.

Everything was so strange to Viktor. The environment felt almost surreal as he stepped inside the bathroom and his bare feet touched the cool tile floor. He even stared down just to see how his toes looked against the yellowed tiles, wiggling them slightly as if that would suddenly cause a reaction.

So far, none of his instincts were telling him this was a dangerous place like back at the Lab. His body felt almost relaxed and he had to wait a moment to see if it was actually real or just a figment of his imagination, or worse...

He quickly looked at himself in the mirror and narrowed his eyes. What if this was a simulation to see what would happen? What if he failed because he chose to kill everyone?

He stared at the deep red eyes that looked back at him with an emptiness that shouldn't belong on a sixteen-year-old. With a pale hand reached out, he pressed his fingertips against the dirty mirror and slid them across the face of the monster that stared back at him. Maybe he was waiting for a sign that this was real, or a sign that it wasn't.

Maybe...

He glanced down at the tattoo that mocked him with three simple numbers. All he needed was a sign. He grit his teeth before the same pale hand reached down and dug three finger nails into the flesh of his forearm. Blood dripped down his skin and onto the tile below and he watched as it covered the black numbers completely. His nails dragged themselves back across the spot over and over again until he knew his skin was no longer there to bear the mark.

For a moment, he felt relief at seeing it gone. However, he knew it wouldn't last.

Almost like clockwork, he counted down as the wound began to stop and heal as his skin formed over before showing off those black numbers again proudly for all to see.

Experiment 367: quick healing. Scratches and bruises would be gone almost as quickly as they came. He would never be able to grow back a limb or heal an organ, but it was still a feat no other human held.

"And over here we have, Viktor. He's currently in the process of Experiment 367. Don't mind the blood as it is only a part of our process. As you can see, just as quickly as our state-of-the-art piercer slices our subject to ribbons, he heals just as quickly. Isn't he such a screamer!"