The Diclonius

Chapter 3 Dreams

(First person Kage)

I walked towards a small house. I slowly creaked open the front door and peered inside. A man holding a bottle sat sleeping on the couch. I walked towards him and a vector grabbed the bottle in his hand. The bottle slowly rose above his head while other vectors surrounded him. 

I laid down on the now-bloody couch. I got comfortable and my eyes slowly dropped down. 

A bright light pierced my eyes and they shot open. I looked around shocked. I tried to move but spchains bound me to the wall. I looked up and saw a glass window where scientists peered in. I heard a shot and skinny bullets were shot out of a metal thing. They pierced my ankle and one in my arm while the rest I dodged. I screamed in agony. More bullets shot out, one hitting my scar below my right cheek. I looked upwards shutting my right eye to the merciless scientists who were now loading a much more heavier and thick ball into the metal invention. I heard a piercing noise and the thick cannon ball flew towards me. I tried to grab it with my vectors but none of them could. It either shattered their bones with its weight or slipped through their distorted sometime three fingered hands. The cannon ball shot towards my face and smashed against my right eye. I felt pain. I thought I was out of this place, this miserable, miserable facility. Bloody tears ran down my face. I wanted to clutch my eye and make the pain go away but I couldn't because I was still chained to the wall. I continued crying until I soon passed out and my body drooped from the chains.

A cracked open my eyes (for the second time) and saw a woman. She had long flowing black hair, while her face just a blur. Probaly because I forgot what my mother looked like. She smelled of a feild a blooming flowers. I remembered that smell. A smell from 3 years ago. Before she was killed. Tears ran down my face at the image of her. Soon the smell of flowers turned to one of blood. More tears ran down my face. I felt a soft hand touch my cheek as I looked up. "Mommy? I-I'm" but she disappeared. I was startled from my sleep and jumped off the couch. I touched my cheek and felt tears running off my cheeks. "I-I'm so Sorry!! Mommy!" I cried. I sat back down sobbing. I clutched my right eye for in the dream it felt real. I lifted up my hair covering it revealing scars. One looked as if a large thick cannon ball smashed into it. Another a little cut where a small bullet might have pierced there. And another one with a deep slit as if it was cut by a knife. It of course had a story behind just like the other ones but this scar had a much more... deep one.

~~Drama~~     Yeah so this was deep may I say. It was definitely short like the others. You'll learn her story later in the story. So if you could tell her mother was killed and ummmm.... by her. Sorry if I ruined it. But the facility dream was sadly true. I was just reading this and 'you'll learn her story later in the story' does that make any sense? Well bye.