Warslave

What does it mean to be human? Is it something to strive for when one is both so much more, and so much less? And among all the violence and with the entire world breathing down their neck, what can a weapon choose to be?

A story about a group of genetically engineered superweapons, trying to make a home for themselves in a world of superheroes, monsters and whatever else I feel like including.

In a world where everything wants to either use them or kill them, the Warslaves have to carve out a place for themselves. Whether they can manage, through pain and sacrifice, or they will fall to their own violent urges depends on the people they meet on the way, and more importantly the ones they lose.

Prologue is really more of a concept idea for the entire story. Character names will denote which character(s) will take center stage for a bit (in case anyone wants to follow only a single character).

This was written instead of me getting sleep, so don't expect it to be too coherent, but I hope it might at least be fun. Also, I can't promise a happy end. Sleep deprivation does things to my brain.
There's also a lot of ellements from many different fandoms blended together, because it sounded like a cool idea (at the time, again, sleep depravation).
Less sleep deprived me is at times reorganising this to be less of a mess. On that note, I'll try to upload completed chapters from here on out, instead of bits and pieces.