Destroy

And another one fell. Making me laugh a cold, hard, desperate laugh. A pleading chuckle. To everyone else, it seemed like I was being a cold hearted machine. Which is what I am, what I've trained to be. Block out pain. Block out thoughts. Block out love. The three rules. The three laws of us. They are what defines us. The people like us, not the ordinary, innocent citizens we murder for disobedience. For ignoring the law. And we are the ones sent in to dispose of them.

And there is no way out...

And there never, ever will be...

If only the citizens who hate us, saw the raw pain in our eyes every time we killed. Every time we killed. Every time.