I awoke to the sound of rhythmic dinging noise that always accompanies them. They do this every time they come. I always hope that one of them would forget, that one would show mercy on me just for today. But as the door to my room slides open I realize a horrifying conclusion.

That isn't happening.

There are two of them, one in a white lab-coat, and one with some metal-thingy that shoots more painful pieces of metal. I code-named the ones with coats "White coats" while I once over heard the word "Security" to describe the men in black armor and the metal-thingies. As they approach, the white coat walks forward with that little needle again. I hate needles.

As he got close I took one last look around my room before it was put into my arm. The room was small, but I always found a bit of comfort in that. It was also really white; it had a single bed and pillow, though if I'm good they bring in a warm cloth called a "blanket" for me. But that was only if I didn't scream, which was almost impossible.

My thoughts were interrupted as I felt the needle break my skin. I winced, to which the "Security" raised the metal-thingy at me, only to be 'shooed' by the white coat. If I hadn't have known the white coats all my life, I would have been thankful. But I realized at a younger age that they only don't want me to die because I was "The only living specimen" as they like to say. Whatever that means.

The white coat brought out a little black box thing that I learned was called a "recorder" and started speaking into it.

"Subject 13-X's vitals seem to be normal so far, though for later experimentation we will have to fix that at a later date. He also seems to be learning more and more with each passing month, though subject refuses to speak, we believe that he can communicate after the last 'incident' where he decapitated Dr. Mournwealth." The white coat paused as my eyes slowly began to close.

This is always what would happen, I would be injected and fall asleep; only to wake up and go through "tests" as they like to call them. They would always make me use my brain. Whether it be to float stuff in air, or to kill an animal, they always come up with new test. But those ones are the ones I like. The other test they hurt me in. Needles, shocking, burning, and at one point shooting me was always the majority of the tests. I learned that I have a "fascinating healing capability" though I don't know what "fascinating" means I do know that any wound or injury I have heals pretty fast.

"It's remarkable what science can create when trying to develope new bio-weapons," the white coat said. "I mean, to think that this boy could-" he was coat off as the security spoke up.

"That thing ain't no boy doc," the armed man said. "I saw him kill the rest of the guards like a knife cutting through water. That thing is a killing machine, and as soon as you idiots realize that, then maybe we can finally put a bullet in it's head and try to develop some other weapon that we can control."

Guards? I thought they were called security? Well, I guess it would be better to call them guards. I wonder what guards mean?

The white coat chuckled. "Why at this point, I would have to say Mr. Brazer that putting a bullet in 13-X's head would logically be useless as you've seen from previous test," he looked back at me. "I mean, think about it. We have scientifically created the ultimate life form; now if only we could utilize it." The white coat concluded.

The rest of the conversation I didn't hear for my vision slowly started to become blurry and grow dark.

"Ah!... Specimen... Sedated... Test... Anger control..." Was all I could make out for the coat before sleep took me.

I saw the faces again as they flashed in my mind. The red water was covering them as one's head seemed to be floating with a look of panic on it's face.

"Fire! Fire! Kill that thing!" I heard a voice scream as the metal pieces pierced and racked through my body.

I didn't feel any pain or fear as I turned around to face the guards shooting me. I raised my hand as one floated in the air suffocating as his friend's head slowly exploded into little meaty chunks and red water. As I slowly approached the suffocating guard, I could see the look in his eyes. It was a look I loved to instill in the white coats.

Fear.

As my palm slowly curled into a fist, the man's struggling worsened as he tried to scream in pain; his neck slowly getting tinnier and tinnier. As my hand made a fist there was a loud *CRACK!* as the man's neck caved-in. I let go of the lifeless corpse, watching it fall to the dream-scape ground with a *THUMP*. The red water poured from both bodies and started soaking my feet as I stared at them.

"Yes. Good child. Give into your anger, release it..." A demonic voice whispered to me.

It was soothing. Relaxing to hear it again, I saw more of the 'guards' come from the dark dream-scape. The looks on their faces showed ones of shock, fear, and hatred.

It didn't take them a second thought when they opened fired.

As the bullets came racing towards me at impossible speeds, I merely raised my hand and stopped all of them a few mere inches away. The faces became one of fear, as the guards began running away, trying their best to escape.

No, I wouldn't let them.

With a flick of my wrist, I felt the all familiar tug in my mind; sending the bullets back at the guards.

Some screamed before they died. Some died without a sound.

As I began walking towards them, I noticed one was still alive. I approached the bleeding body as he looked up with me; fear and tears evident on every expression he did.

"P-please! I-I have a wife and d- daughter..." He said while pulling out a picture of a smiling family. "She- she's only eleven years old! Please!" He begged.

I studied the picture, seemingly looking at the girl then towards the man. As I smiled, he seemed to have a look of hope in his eyes; a look that he knew he would live.

All of that gratitude he was going to express towards me...

Ended when his entire head caved in like a watermelon being hit by a hammer.

I walked away from the bleeding corpses, knowing that the dream was ending. I don't know why, but I could always feel when these pleasant dreams were about to end. I braced myself for the end to come, somehow finding peace in the end; knowing full well the pain of reality would make me want to come back here again as soon as I could.

I awoke again as I was on the hard, white floor that I always wake up on to do test.

"Ah! Specimen 13-X is awake, commence the test." The loud invisible voice said as the door opened up to reveal a few animals in cages.

"Now then, kill them." Was all the voice said as I looked at the animals.

They seemed to be babies, one looked at me with curiosity, having pointy ears and feline eyes. I think these were called cats, it made a strange noise at me that snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Meow!" It said as it looked towards the other baby cats in the cage.

I took a look in the next cage as I noticed two tiny animals yapping at me. The curious things were covered in fur and panting with one's tongue sticking out.

They looked at me with adorable open eyes as one let out a yawn. I finally moved on to the final cage and noticed that it was a simple rat like the test before. I frowned as I looked at the other animals, moving my hand; I lifted one of the cats up into the air, scaring it a lot as it tried to fall or land on some ground that wasn't there.

Well...

It looks like I'll be sleeping with a blanket after all...

Several hours later

I awoke from the dream I was having, feeling the blanket that still draped over my body. It had been several hours after I had completed the various tests that the white coats put me through, some of my muscles still sore from them. I never even thought about what I did to get the warm blanket. Though they were so young, it was either them or me. I looked around the room, trying to spot anything new that would've woken me up. I then stop breathing as I hear something.

I close my eyes as I try to listen to it.

Run...

I immediately opened my eyes as I got out of bed. I looked around the room, wondering who would tell me to run. Finally, as I near the metal door; I hear a slight click of something being unlocked. Curiously, I approach the door.

As I near it closer, the door slides up and open revealing the dark hallways that surround my room. I didn't know what to do. All my existence has been test, pain, and very few comforts. With the door open, I realized I could escape. I almost let out a yell of excitement, before covering my mouth and looking out the door both ways to see if anyone heard. As I take a step into the darkness, the familiar feeling of the cold tiled floor sending a shiver up my spine.

"Go, make the red water spray all over you!"

I covered my ears as the demonic voice was back. I have heard him before, he tells me to kill things, to send the red water all over me. I ignore him the best I can.

But sometimes, I need him to fight back.

It was him that has been my only companion throughout my life. A thing like me, you could understand why I wouldn't want to talk to security or the white coats. I start walking quietly across the tile floor, noting that my vision adjusts itself after a minute or two. The hallways were clean, then again; I knew this for I wasn't always drugged and brought to the chamber. When I was younger, I would travel with several of the guards, all of them seemed to be afraid of me; though I never found out why.

I stop as I clutch my head again, the voice trying to force itself into my mind.

"I SAID KILL! STRIP THE FLESH! SALT THE WOUND! BREAK THE BONES!"

"Agh!" I cried out in pain as I clutched my head.

The pain was immense now, I've let him take control before but his blood-lust has never been this bad. I could feel him now as my entire body started going numb. My vision began to turn a dark red as he was gaining control.

As I finally fell to my knees, a voice yelled in fear from behind me.

"Holy- THE SUBJECT HAS ESCAPED!? SEND FOR BACK UP NO-" The guard behind me never finished as his entire upper torso was ripped off his body.

"Now then," My voice said darkly. "Let the bloodbath, BEGIN!" With that said, my body sprinted down the hallway looking for its next prey...

Author's Note

First chapter of new story, tell me what yall think!?