VK and Vespi: Preventing the Cure

I was born into a world, a dimension, if you may, where violence would solve all problems. I was made to solve those problems. I was an ordinary human at birth, with an artificial condition injected inside me, in an order to what they saw as “unique”. My name is Verandernden Korper, but I am usually known as Project V.K. for short. I escaped the facility of which I was experimented on in an order to know more about my origins. Man, I don’t swear much, but I really fucked up. The government decided to come after me, pretty soon I was seen as a threat to the nation. Now they are going about all means in an order to stop me.  This was one of their most efficient attempts yet…

…with unexpected outcomes…

“Commander! He’s breaching the city!”

“Don’t that little fucker ain’t goin’ nowhere!”

“What do you mean?”

“We have him this time.”

The city was evacuated, they went all up against me, a portion of the forces had been sent specifically for me. I was actually on the run.

“There he is!”

“Fire! Fire!”

I was running, I turned to the corner of a building, then I went down a curved street in an order to escape them.  The streets were fenced, all blocked by the military. I saw two men walking by, turning my finger into a blade, I slit their throats as fast as I could, with them fainting instantly, now heading into the afterlife.

What did I just do you ask? This was what they thought would make me “unique”.  I was injected with a condition; as I said before, a condition where I could turn my systems as weapons, try to figure out that out. I will give you a few hints.

I was now sprinting through the empty streets, looking up to see the sky, cloudy, smoggy, grey, heck, I thought it was going to rain any moment, but in this part of the continent it’s actually very humid, no rain ever occurs.

Anyhow, about me, I’m actually thirteen years old, about 5’6 ½ , estimated to be 138 pounds, my right eye is colored blue, the other is red. My appearance also shows to have short white hair with bangs. However, the most outstanding feature of my appearance is a set of bandages placed onto my right side, I am stating them because they have been there since I was an infant. These bandages we’re a side-project by the same government in an order to suppress- well, I think I have said enough.

It’s pretty sad when just a thirteen year old male human being has had the military after you; then again, I’m not just a thirteen year old male human being. While I was talking to you about me, I was actually climbing into an abandoned building, hoping to lose the forces chasing me. I am now on the top of this building, just watching everyone looking for me, wanting to shoot me down. I had to be careful; the building didn’t have a fence or any kind of border. One move and it would be fatal.

As I stared down onto the people after me, I began to think to myself.  I never intended to hurt anyone, back then, when the first weapon came toward me, I was only trying to defend myself. Yet they prohibited me into knowing anything toward my origins, and then this struck out.

…I heard something…

There was an object in the sky, it was very far away, I only saw the light that was reflected onto it.

It was a Jet, and it was coming my way. When it came, I wished that it only fired bullets, because something worse was coming its way. The vehicle flew by, and above me I saw something, no, someone, jump off of it. The entity came down about thirty feet above; this could not have been a normal being, no human could have gone through such a jump without damage…the smoke cleared, and my thoughts came together.

This was not a normal human…

Before I could see what was before me, I was pushed off the building, I was now actually falling to the ground, it would soon be over, unless if I thought of something.

Hint #1

I turned my arm into a blade, both of them actually, and made myself cut into the bricks of the building, as I was falling down; the forces of my arms scraping into the brick slowed me down. I looked down, above me; smoke began to create by itself as I kept evading. Very soon, it wasn’t before long until I made it back to the bottom.

Hint #2

I stood there, as the smoke I made began to clear, I already heard “There he is, shoot him!” being the first sound made at my landing. Just then, I had a shield made by me surround myself come out of my body. The bullets of every handgun, machine gun, and whatever firearm shoots bullets of which the soldiers had were hopelessly blocked.

Hint #3

“Hold your fire!”

The air finally cleared…

“I keep telling you all to leave me alone! Why do you continue?”

“Don’t listen to him, he’s nothing but a demon spawn from the afterlife!”

“I’m…sorry…”

I shot volts at everyone in front of me; the lightning hit each man one by one, killing them in an instant.

I kneeled down, and began to cry again, I warned them, I have been warning people, yet how do they see me? A monster, a demon, an evil entity? They injected me with a condition, they wanted me to kill, because they believe that is the only way to bring justice in the world, but I’ve always objected. From the hints that I have told you, I have been injected with a condition; as I said before, a condition where I could turn my systems as weapons. Therefore, I am able to make blades from my muscular system, create hammers and shield from my skeletal system, and shoot lightning from my nervous system. They wanted to make me into a killing weapon, but I was not born that way.

“Stop your crying you little bitch, it’s time you met your end.”

Who was that?

I removed the substance from my eyes, seeing a human-like figure. He was in the appearance of a young thirteen-year-old boy, he was about my height, with black hair, streaks of red onto them. He seemed to have looked like me, but unlike me, he didn’t have bandages, instead, he carried an intimidating red glow around his body.

It was the figure from before…

“I was made for one purpose, and one purpose only, killing you, let’s get this over with, faggot.”

He struck his arm to his left side; his hand had five red glowing knives sticking out of his fingers, just who was this being? Just then, he tired to strike me, but I wasn’t going to let that happen. I let my entire right arm turn into a blade, with the other converting into a shield.

We began to duel, he made the first move by trying to strike at my torso, I raised my defense and blocked it at the minute I saw the blades direction. I counterattacked by diving onto him using my right arm, but this was shielded as well. He struck again, this time he went around me in an order to offence, but I wasn’t that dumb. I noticed him trying to turn counter-clockwise against me, and I evaded his attempt. He jumped at me with his knives, which I defended myself against the second time.

“Who are you?!”

“Like I said, my only purpose is killing you, it’s not like I’m going to answer any of your questions.”

“Fine, if that’s the way you want it”

I pressed against his attack, pushing him over; the unknown individual almost fell to the ground. I could not let him kill me, I did not care who he was. With him off guard, I took my arm, and sliced at his torso. There, he was bleeding, and with the pouring out of his body, he collapsed to the ground. I looked, I check to see if he was still alive, which I doubted. However, something seemed very different about this individual. He was able to create weapons like me, and what was with the glow around his body? Before I could kneel down and check, I heard the commander’s voice.

“Fuck! I thought for joy that would have worked”

Who, or what, was that?

“No matter, time for plan B”

What?

Behind him was…a large…crate. What was he doing?

“It’s official, we can’t kill you, but that doesn’t mean we can’t get rid of you.”

…What…did he mean?

The crate opened, all four thick walls of wood fell down onto the ground, and I saw before me, the invention would change my course…

…out of this plane…

“We don’t want you alive, Verandernden Korper, but at least we won’t have to see you again!”

The crates revealed a giant metal contraption which looked basically looked like a giant satellite dish with giant metal bars going to the center of it. It was being supported by giant rectangle-like structures that you would find for computing grids. It became clear to me at the time…I was going to another dimension.

I was startled, I didn’t know what to do, I began to run, and as I did, I saw the commander press a button on the remote, attached to the machine.

“You’re another world’s problem now…”

After him saying this, his final words, the leader had passed away on the ground.

A flash had came out of the center of the machine, I don’t know why, but I was watching, then I realized I had to get out of there, so I could resume my time in this dimension, because I did not know what to expect.

But it was too late, the once-weak flash had turned into a sucking void, starting to produce its own gravitational orbit, it began to devour me whole. I turned both of my arms into blades and stabbed into the ground, in an effort to remain in the same universe. But eventually the void went into its final phase, because I was now being pulled out of the ground.

I actually went into the void, no doubt about it. I now was going into a new reality of which no person would know me, none of my history, no knowledge of where I came from.  I would probably be entrance a place where things would be twice as bad. Probably, in relation to this new dimension, the one I once lived in would be nothing.

…or maybe…I only needed to change my thoughts...