6 years ago

I yelled in pain as more, and more of my blood was being extracted while they cut me open. It was the same thing everyday. They would bring me from my cell and strap me to this godforsaken bed. They had given me food every few days and water came in a small bowl ever night.

"is this to be my life?". I asked no one in particular. There were over forty of us 'lucky experiments'. Now there were only three of us left.

They had just finished with their experiments with me for the day and they unrestrained me. I was still to weak to move, and a guard had to come and help me.

This guard had a look of pity when he looked at one of us. He truly felt sorry. We are only children, so what was he supposed to be thinking?

He had been wearing blue armor and he carried around an MK-47. He had brown hair and green eyes, along with pale skin.

He finished leading me into a corridor. We walked more in silence. I stared at the floor. My reflection was all I could see in it. Dark chocolate hair, and brown eyes. No shirt, and covered in large scars. The left side of my head had a small scar on it from the experiments these mad scientists do to me.

I was lead into the dungeon where the guard opened the gate and held it open for me to walk inside. I walked in and I plopped down on my lower bunk. My roommate had died a few weeks ago so I had no one to keep me company.

Not everyone in this place was so terrible. Some of them were... Nice. They gave us a basic education, and would sometimes sneak us an extra ration. Not to toot my own horn but I am smart enough to be in highschool.

I looked around the cell. Large, four bunk beds, and dust. Alot of dust. I sighed. These experiments had been a total success. I have retractable claws on my feet and hands, I have micro organisms that were also genetically engineered. The micro organisms allow me to stick to any surface with my whole body, but it is strongest on my finger tips and feet. An indestructible chip was implanted into my brain to warn me of danger. I can shoot black silk like webbing from my wrists. With a steroid like substance they injected into my muscles, I can now lift two thousand pounds.

There was another serum that hardened my bones to a near indestructible state. The chip in my brain cannot be removed without killing me. At least it helps with my agility.

I unsheathed my claws and cared at them. They were sharp, and they glistened with the small amount of light. I yawned before curling into a ball and falling asleep.

The next day it was the same routine. I would get forcefully woken up and I would get taken do the research labs. Today though was different. They were going to torture me for the fun of it. No experiments. Just the sounds of my pained screams.

Lasers were burning through my arm and my chest. I let loose an agonizing screech. All the scientists did was laugh. It wasn't the worst thing they have ever done to me. They could kill me.

Doors burst open and I turned my head through the burning lasers. Men in blue uniforms barged in the room with pistols. They stared in horror at me. One of them came to my side and deactivated the torture machine and inspected my wounds.

"oh my god..". Was all the man in blue said while inspecting me. He turned back towards the group of scientists who had their arms in the air.

Within the hour I, along with the other three experiments were outside wrapped in blankets. Later I would find myself in the hospital where the doctor took my blood sample. After coming back he told me of how my blood matches the blood of an infants who had vanished when he was two. Going over genetics, he found my family and I was reunited with them. Many tears were shared that day. Mostly on moms side. I had come to meet my brother's. Benjamin, Lary, James, and damien.

Over the bast six years I would grow closer to my family. Though they knew I was haunted by the state of Texas. My step dad Michael, had been given a job offer to go to canterlot as the canterlot high irrigation technician. They desperately needed one and I was in need to leave the state.

We moved a few months later and arrived in canterlot for the last day of summer which was already nearing an end.

Author's Note

Hope you enjoyed the prologue! I wanted Ivan to be a little further from spider man noir so I gave him the claws and artificial abilities.