HOPE

Part Four

Throughout the week we both talked to each other and got to know each other. She told me about her rape and how she killed all but one of those that had raped her repeatedly. I told her about my childhood in the place I was made. She listened to my horror story and was almost sick as I told her of

the numerous times I had been raped and the abuse I had suffered as part of their training.

“I managed to kill a guard after he had finished having his way with me and escaped before they knew he was dead. I have been running and hiding since then. I have never stayed in one place this long before. I'm tired of running and hiding and worrying where my next meal is going to come from. I worry what will happen if they find me. I'm lonely and tired Celeste. This is not a life. It is an existence only.

A life has friends, family, home and no worries about surviving a cold winter. It is not how I want to spend the rest of my days. I should not have to hide from the world and live in fear of being caught, killed or of starving to death, or of dying alone somewhere from some bad injury. I worry that I'll slip up one day and that will be the end of it all. I'm so tired of surviving like a fugitive when my only crime has been simply trying to survive on my own.

I did not ask to be created. I never wanted to kill anyone or be a soldier or an assassin, but that's all I know. While normal kids played with friends and toys, I learned how to fight and kill. I learned only how to be a murderer and how to be used as a sex toy for their sick pleasures. I was six years old the first time they let some fat slob of a man rape me so that they could have his financial support to keep the operation going.

When I cried, they beat the hell out of me and almost killed me. I have had numerous broken bones and have been poisoned numerous times as well as starved and subjected to mental abuse as well in the name of science. I have had to stand by and watch as they took young cubs no older than seven and raped them and then tortured them for fun. I have seen so much sickness in that place and I wont go back unless I can spend five minutes alone with the one who runs that place. I have only one thing I want to do to him and that is to kill him.

I'll feed him to that abomination of a giant snake they keep for disposal of the dead and those who can't be trained. That bastard killed my first lover by feeding her to that thing while she was still alive and awake. He tied her hands and feet together and fed her feet first to the thing while I was forced to watch and hear her screams as she burned to death in that thing's stomach. For what he did to me I will feed him to his pet then kill the thing.”

I broke down crying and Celeste was quick to comfort me and hold me while I cried. It took some time to recover finally but she never once let go of me the entire time. I told her about the times I was forced to help hold down young cub male cubs as other men who liked males cubs raped them and how I was forced to sometimes allow up to three at a time to use me for their pleasure as well.