If you have ever been in a jungle at night, you will always remeber the way the rain smells sweet yet sickly. The moonlight casting shadows and figures all around you.
I remember it from my first night after the escape. My brothers and sisters where running everywhere, innocent and ignorant of the danger around us.
They could never know, they would never know. That these monsters weren't caring for us, but useing us in their sick experiments. And I was there poster child. "Subject Zero" they called me.
Cameras always filming and yet I never knew where. And I hated every single one. Every child, every "scientist", every damn one. I was only a kid...taken....abused.....experimented........trained.
Most people in this world can't see like I can...hear like I can...move like I can....but those bastards made me the freak I am now...And i will end them all!
I suppose I should explain myself more...My name is...well I don't know what my name is. All I can remember is I had to escape. It was about a year ago now...some guards fell asleep outside my "room" and I works my arms through the bar and managed to strangle the duo on duty that night...
The whole joint went loco after I released all the kids. The guards rounded them up quick enough but I got my chance...a jeep was rolling out the compound off into the jungle. I took the pleasure in "liberating" it from it previous owners.
Nothing ever felt so good as my first kill...my first that wasn't ordered...that wasn't scheulded...it gave me a freedom like I had never known.
But enough of that..I drove for hours...atleast I think it was hours. The jungle seemed to sallow anything man made. I drove past old stores, homes, even a small space port. Finding a ride would be harder.
It didn't look like a single ship was left...only pods...meant to keep you alive after a wreck...problem here...anyone could pick you out of space...anyone. But I geuss it was my best chance...and I took it...
I ended up drifting just out of the planets orbit, for what seemed like forever. Lucky me a merc ship happened by after a week. They were quick enough to recuirt me from my pod.
So this was to be the begining of my life...running from the law....fighting for money....doing the best job ever!
I am Fallen....this is my story.
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The Fallen:
Teen FictionFallen was taken..trained to be the best...He became the best....and began his own life. He found someone, he lost more, his life, his battles, his love. All is told...nothing is secret. We are Fallen...this is our story
