Waste of water

Chapter.1

Police sirens rain down as my vision begins to blur with the rapid thump of my pulse. "Stop running you scum" I keep running, tears of adrenaline run slowly down my cheeks and my mouth dries but I gotta kee-. I black out to the sound of booming laughter and metal being tightly wrapped around my wrist and ankles.

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2 years later

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"Name and code number maggot?" I breathe in a deep breath of oxygen. " Jean Robin, number 20226 s-sir". He clicks his tongue and looks me to the bone as I stare at my scars from the fight I had about two minutes ago. It's not my fault he called my glasses stupid I only did it for my pride "oh don't tell me your the fight starter in sector 234" he started laughing but pointed at the generals room behind him, I push pass him and open the cold metal door. I stare at the back of the tall leather chair "s-sir number 2o22" before I could even finish the tall robot human organism turns around his pale skin completely covered by that smile of his, damn that smile of his, I hold back my desire to clock him in the jaw "oh please dear boy, I know who you are and the little accidents that keep happening." I gulp and don't dare move under his red eyes and mostly robot body. "Dear boy, why DO I KEEP SEEING YOU IN MY OFFICE!" I jump at his predatory and bloodthirsty eyes his claws dug into his wood desk, he runs his claws into his long hair and lightly chuckles as he stands up walking to my right side and nudges me near the door before he leans near my ear and whispers "Dear boy don't let me see you in here again, if I do I may loose my mind and we don't want that to happen"
I swallow hard and whisper a yes sir before running out of his office and to my cell. I sit on my bed, head in hands as my knee jumps in adrenaline or pure fear, late that night I made a decision, I need some friends. I wake up to the dark orange sun outside the window in my cell and the lasers shut off letting me pass and head for the kitchen, as I walk pass I look for some good cell mates but no one seemed good for the operation of escape. I sat at a empty table as I spaced out I snapped of it when I heard a demonic laughter followed by a stutter and a grumble, I look up to a neon eye and runny makeup on a dark-ish light-ish skinned woman with neon pink hair and a torn orange straight jacket "Oooo your a cutie aren't ya babydoll Pffffttt HAHAHA!!!" I looked at the lady then her teeth sharp like a shark I gulped as I asked "hey can I chill with y'all" I say trying to sound confident that got a reaction out of the tall man with his sharp stare "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!" His hands slamming down on the table as everyone turned to stare at the noise "I'm capable of being here!" I say closing my eyes expecting a slap across the face but instead opened to a blond cat boy standing in front of me for my defense "he's on our side Boss" the girl was still laughing like a maniac "Oh leave the cutie alone Tracer" she said with a snort. He grumbled but backed up and crossed his arms, the cat boy turned to me his green emerald eyes and dirty blond hair made his face seem brighter and his ears and tail made his chibi and chipper looking. He spoke "ok well my name is Casper number 33256, that guy over there is tracer number 23287, and she's melody 22660" "my name is Jean number 20226" tracer grumbled a insult I couldn't catch. I stare at the group as a stupid smile covers my face. "Hey Kiddo wanna come back to our cell, maybe live there huh sweets???" Tracer looked at melody with the same face he gave me but then he looked at her smile and his expression softened "fine I guess he could er....stay with us" "YAY!! Thanks Trace,baby hehe" baby? Are they "Keep it moving kid or I shoot ya in the Ass" tracer gives me that deathly glare again. Oh boy. I feel a tug on my shirt as we walk I look down to see the dirty blond baby about 4.2 in height "hey don't let tracer hurt your feelings, he's had a rough childhood,he raised his siblings all by himself after their parents vanished and never returned" "oh That's so...sad, I'm sorry I didn't know" the boy nudges his glasses on the bridge of his small nose as his tale flicks due to the movement "and melody was exposed to the chemicals first and it made he bloodthirsty and insane, while also changing her teeth, tongue, eye and insides." I felt a breeze go over my neck at the word insides "I-Insides?" I ask while trying not to picture it inside my head "correct, she can only feel pain on he top skin but if her insides get bruised scratched of start to explode she won't know until she dies or passes out" he says it like it's normal. Trying to change the subject but not the topic I say " what about you, Casper?" I say as casual as I can. The boy stands still and sighs loud enough for only me to hear "I was a orphan because I was unplanned in the stomach of my mother, I was a twin I think, but when all of this started I was on the roof of the church I lived my whole existence in, they were rude and strict, the attic is the place I got away from it but I heard the noise outside and went to the roof, I fell head first on the ground and the chemicals kept me alive whilst giving me cat DNA" Casper turns to me and makes heavy eye contact "if you want to be here you gotta have a skill, so what do you bring to the table?" What am I good at now that we're bringing it up "uhh... Oh well I'm good at public speaking and good at hand to hand combat." I look at the team as they stare at me "ok fine I got to admit I've heard of you, ya got some skin kid I mean talking to the most dangerous group in this sector" tracer says back turned to me as he opens the cell door. I step inside as melody and Casper sit on two of the four beds in the room I stand in the middle of the room as the lasers turn on covering tracer with a purple-ish glow around his crossed arms and neck "welcome to the resistance, kid" he holds his hand out to me, I take it in my smaller hand. "I won't let you down boss" tracer chuckles deeply as I here laughing and cheers from behind me. I have a good feeling about this, freedom here we come