The surgery isn’t life altering in itself. I was still the same girl underneath after they wiped away my wounds and bestowed me with new ones. In fact, they left my body alone for the most part. My bones, muscles, and physical condition were improved. They heightened my senses to seemingly impossible strengths, but I could already feel, hear, smell, and see better than most. True, I became stronger, faster, and deadlier, but I already could fight before. I wouldn’t object to my physical improvements alone. The part that changes one forever is what they do to your brain. You learn to kill. You are forced to obey. Disobedience not only goes against our nature, but it results in pain. I am a trained assassin for a group that calls themselves the Suppressors. Obedience is my nature, and I know that if I rebel that I will suffer.The thing about Suppressors is that despite our superhuman improvements, we are afraid. We are afraid of our masters, The Associates, and we are terrified of Mr. Rowan, the man that designed our improvements. So when he tells us to slaughter his enemies, we obey, no matter what. If it were my choice, I’d lay down every weapon, and walk away from it all. But I am a slave and can not do this. My name is General Tigris Hyde. Most people just call me Teig though.I suppose I am no longer general now that I have openly decided to go against my own wisdom and challenge the Suppressors. Believe me when I say that I suffered the consequences.
In a world like mine, family are supposed to be the only people you can trust, the only ones who would always have your back.
My family is included in that. My father trained us to be killers since we could pick up a knife. I am the youngest of six children in my family and let me say it is not cute or easy. I have been accused, lied to, blackmailed and more. We use each other for our own benefits, like soldiers but still, we're family.
This is the story of how I got rid of my disposable soldiers. Who will be trusted and who will be destroyed. While my enemies are playing checkers, I'm playing chess, with a perfect checkmate already in sight. Maybe I can play a few other games along the way.
"What? Not so confident anymore are you?" I press my body against him when his back hit the wall. "S-step back," he mumbles attempting to command me. "And if I don't?" I twirl his hair between my fingers. He pushes me back. "D-don't do that," he breathes heavily. "Don't do what, pet?" I tilt my head. "Don't try to control me," his eyes don't meet my gaze. "My sweet Bunny, I'm not trying to control you..." I stalk towards him like a predator stalking it's prey, a wolf catching its meal. When I got close enough, I put my lips to his ear, wrapping my left hand around his neck. "I do control you." I push him to his knees. "That is where you belong, on your fucking knees."
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