Darkness

Hey. Name's Shadow. I'm not exactly what you would call 'Human'. In fact, I'm more demon than human.I was born with these weird black wings and at first, they were cool. But they ended up making my life a living hell.

It all started when I was young. These weird people in military uniforms kept coming to our house. I was too young to know this at the time, but they kept trying to take me away to do experiments on me because of my wings. Because I was different. When I was old enough I started going to school. My life got worse from there on out. Everyone hated me, picked on me and bullied me because I was different. The worst part, I couldn't stop them because I had no human rights. When I was 10 I found out I could manipulate shadows into physical objects. I had a bit of fun and managed to use this new found power to stop the bullying from effecting me as much. When I was 11 I met a girl called Amelia. She also got picked on and we became good friends. And eventually more than friends. Finally, my life was decent. I was happy. But then...

On my 14th birthday my patients said they were going shopping, probably to buy me a present. About an hour later, I received a message on the house phone saying they had died in a car crash. By this point, my parents had told me all about the military and what they wanted with me and I knew they were coming for me so I ran. I ran as fast as I could. I didn't even get to say goodbye to Amelia, but maybe that was for the best. If I didn't contact her then the military would leave her alone and her life wouldn't be in danger like mine.

For years I ran and ran. I eventually made two weapons made of darkness to defend myself. That's when my life got even weirder. They talked. My swords talked. At first, I just thought I was insane. But eventually they introduced themselves as Darkness and Despair. They explained everything to me. Apparently my parents used to work as miners and accentually dug into hell. Some demons nested inside their minds and had children that got passed into my mind when I was born, that's why I had my wings and my power.

I ran for so long and killed so many people that I lost almost all emotion but anger. Then, finally I saw someone I wished I would never see again. Joshua Stevens. The head bully from my school and the one who made my life hell on earth as a military soldier hunting me down to kill me. I slaughtered him in the most brutal way possible and took his sniper rifle off his corpse and named it Revenge just to remember that I had finally won.

I manufactured a metallic skull mask to hide my face and aid me in battle. it was able to zoom,have night vision and heat vision to help me. Heat and night to help me fight in utter darkness as over the years I had grown nocturnal and zoom to be able to scout areas to find the best angle of attack and make a strategy with Darkness, who was quite logical and intellectual as well as being a bit of a pacifist. Now Despair was his polar opposite. Unintelligent and just wanting to kill everything on sight.

Now we're just about up to where I am in my life right now. I've just found out that my parents did not die that day and I intend to get more information on what did happen to them. I've located this info in a military garrison in a small town just north of my current camp. I'm about to head out.If I don't make it back at least my story survives in here.

-Shadow Hyperdark