The Failed Experiments

Chapter 6- Freedom

~???'s PoV~

I dashed down the hall of the building, this was bad, this was not good! Nurses pushed carts of syringes and small test tubes of patients blood. I avoided crashing into a cart full of different chemicals and made my way down the 'Testing Hall'.

The voice on the intercom boomed about an outbreak and possible experiments trying to escape. I didn't worry about Generation 2 or 3 escaping, but the last 5th Generation could destroy all of Minecraftia if he was out.

"Barbra! What's the status on the boy?" I asked the nurse, who monitored the last experiment that didn't escape with the rest of the 5th Generation.

"He's still asleep, none of the explosions awoke him." Barbra answered.

I nodded, then stared at the sleeping boy. He had shaggy brown hair and simple long sleeved facility clothes, one of his features that made him stand out from the others were the markings on his hands and face. An ancient symbol appeared under his left eye and laid on both of his hands, rumors are that the boy was a mutant even before we enrolled him into the facility. Not surprising though, many kids had natural abilities, we simply enchanted them.

"Good," I sighed. "If we lost him, we'd lose our most successful subject."

Instantaneity, the boys eyes shot open. He turned his half-awake expression towards the glass, where the nurse I stood behind and observed his every move. We locked eye contact, not moving a muscle.

"I wonder why you keep me here, I mean-" He raised himself to his feet. "What's the point of, quote and quote "programming" me, to kill the Enderdragon if I'm stuck in this box?" The boy challenged.

"We're not finished with you, much more tests of strength and will need to be taken before you can even earn a glance at the dragon." I answered.

Another blast went off on the other side of the building, who ever came up with the idea of making creeper hybrids able to survive after they exploded, needs to die. I checked my virtual map of the two story building that constantly updated, half of the second floor was missing. It showed about a handful of kids and teens jumping off the second floor into water, taking their chance of escaping. A group of angry security guards followed.

"Can't keep the 6th generation under control? Not very surprised, my little sister wouldn't listen to my parents until they bribed her." The boy laughed.

His eyes shifted from his natural dark blue to glowing white eyes. The symbols illuminated on his skin and a wither bomb formed in the palms of his hands.

"Contact security, put the boy back to sleep and prevent him from escaping!" I commanded.

Barbra pressed a button attached to a microphone and announced a code white over the intercom.

"Sir, I don't think any of the guards are still here, they must've gone after the other escapees."

The boy smirched. "Prefect time to earn some freedom, don't you agree?"

"I don't care what you do! Just get that thing under control, now!" I shouted.

"I am not a thing! I am not an experiment, you have no right to treat me like an animal! My name is Jason!"

~Jason's PoV~

The anger swells and me, I don't want to kill anyone, but if it means saving a kid from coming to this hell, so let it be.

I aim the wither bomb at the two staring at me behind the glass and flash my eyes at them right before I launch the bomb. Glass shatters and I hear screams from the nurse and doctor, one wither bomb won't kill them but sure does hurt like hell. The nurse is passed out and the doctor is half awake, thick skull I guess.

He tried to scramble away but I catch him and lifted his face up to mine, by his holding his shirt collar. Pure fear lights up his eyes and he begs me for mercy.

"Mercy? Did you ever show that to the failed experiments you executed? Last time I checked, you killed them without any hesitation! You slaughtered insistent kids that you stole from their parents, they had lives! Yet you put them through purgatory and killed each and every one of them for 'the better of science'! Name one reason why I should show mercy to you!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

Since I was 10, I was filled up with chemicals and mob essence. The 5th generations purpose was to create an army of hybrids, those with abilities of hostile mobs. From creepers to the Enderdragon, they changed the genes of innocent kids. I was given the abilities similar to the Wither, to defeat the Enderdragon. They kept me in purgatory for eight years now.

"I-I-" The doctor stuttered.

"That's what I thought, you can't come up with one, not even a good lie." I muttered.

I banged his head against the wall and knocked him out. Even if this man is evil, I can't bring myself to end someone's life.

I sneak out the room and check my surroundings, it's empty as off it was abandoned. I make my way down the hall and pass empty rooms that once held other experiments. I come across a directory and find myself a way out.

"If I follow this route, it should lead me to a exit." I whispered to myself as I traced the map with my finger.

I continue down the hall and walk by a room that caught my attention. I check the room and find a light blue jacket with dark blue designs, a plain navy blue shirt, and casual jeans along with neon blue shoes. I put on the clothes and notice matching gloves with the finger tips cut off, I put the gloves on as well. Afterwards, I admire myself in the mirror, it's stylish and hides my Wither features, except for the symbol under my left eye.

Suddenly I hear footsteps and voices down the hall, guess they finally noticed the explosion. I sneak out and find the exit.

"So that's what twinkling stars look like." I whisper as I stare at the night sky.

I make out constellations that others told me about in the facility and admire them. The cool breeze of the wind and the natural sounds of the wildlife all seem so...calming.

Abruptly, I'm tackled by two heavy guards that pin my arms against my back and keep me on the ground with their wight. I conjure up wither bombs in the palms of my hands and make them explode, sending the guards a few feet back. I spun around to face them and materialized a wither bomb filled with poison also known as the Withers curse that is bound to kill it's victim in less than five minutes. I hurl it at the guards then run.

I continue to sprint until I'm out of breath, although I didn't run too far awake from the facility, I can still see it in the far distance. I rest for a second then walk to the small town illuminated with lights.

Once I'm on the edge of the town, I see the name of the town. Cubgin.