Post by Olivia Green on Oct 27, 2010 19:56:43 GMT -8
[glow=limegreen,2,300]San Diego…[/glow]
I stared down at the marred corpse of my last Agent. Gabriel Seran sure did his number on all of my employees… especially Shu. What worries me is that there was one body that had not been accounted for in the mass of casualties. One of the experiments is missing and it is the most important one. So much work had been put into her and not only that she was a threat to just about anyone. Obviously Gabriel didn’t know what he was getting himself into. The girl was unstable and would snap at anyone but the man who had trained her… see as how that man is now lying dead in front of me… there was no one she would fully listen to.
“I need you to erase everything from her mind since the night Gabriel attacked up passed her second capture. Try not to erase anything else. We put a lot of years into her.”
The old man would nod. It was my word that people would listen and respect. I turned to face the four men. Only two of these men were the original whom had stolen her the first time so he knew X-774 was in good hands. Though the third was treading thin ice… luckily he was nothing but muscle. 774 was a machine built for destruction… I’m just hoping the newbie won’t let his guard down all based on her appearance.
“Get going.”
None of their faces held emotion, but the understanding of the assignment was apparent in their grim faces.
[glow=limegreen,2,300]Long Beach…[/glow]
She struggled. This wasn’t the reoccurring nightmare that had visited her in her sleep… this was happening and it was happening now. Her eyes narrowed in on the mask one of the men were holding. That mask had been on her for a few years and she wasn’t ready to put it on now. Their hands would tear at her clothes… she felt the cold air seep in from the opened window and lick her sweat slicked skin. Her teeth would chatter as her eyes grew blood shot as she looked at each man in a panic.
A man came out from the dark recess of her room. His face was aged with many years as his hair grew grey.
“Nice to see you again, 774”
Her pupils narrowed as she stared at him. She couldn’t put his face to a memory nor did she even have a memory of the man. She was only worried because she didn’t know him, but she knew of her captive name. As she lay there naked she watched as his hand reached over to grab her face… Her head would squirm, but his fingers would pinch at her temples and hold her still.
“This won’t hurt a bit.”
Before anything happened Olivia pushed her weight so she could bite his palm to get him to let go for only a moment. This was enough time to push herself off her bed and fall to the ground. As the men bent down to grab at her she would shoot up and slam her head into one of the guys’ nose. She heard the crack and could smell and feel the blood leak out and pour on her head. Returning from the ground she would swing her body and kick the other man’s temple and as he fell she would jab her fingers into each eye socket and grab hold of the bone in between each eye. As she had a tight hold she would swing her arm and tug his head along and slam it into a wall.
Two men were down… One to go.
Once I was just about to clear her memory she broke free. In only an instant she took down two men four times the size of her. I barely even had time to react. Next thing I knew she was on top of me. Her naked body showing me how small and fragile she was, but the force she had in the hand around my neck told me otherwise.
“What were you going to do to me?”
I didn’t answer. I thought I would be able to get away with taking her out.. After all I was bigger than her. As I go to push her off she dives forward and I feel those teeth dig into my skin. The very flesh on my neck pops and busts open letting all my sweet blood flood out into her mouth. Just as I thought it could get worse she tugged and pulled a large chunk of my neck off and I could just hear the sounds of my veins snapping apart. I howl and feel faint from such a pain as I look up into her empty eyes. She let the piece of my neck fall from her mouth as the blood from my own body dripped onto my face. I squint to look past the droplets and watch as she spit the remnants of my blood onto the floor beside my head. I was done for. A part of me thought this bitch deserved to die… but I think of what we had taken from her… and what we turned her into and I start to think about how maybe we were the ones who deserved to die.
“I was going to erase your memory… just like the first time.”
I saw in her eyes that she was trying to hide the hope for knowing a little bit more about something no one else did. It was also obvious she was scared to know the truth.
“You can do that?”
Her voice was soft and for some reason I kept talking.. Answering her as if I had to… I was a gone’er already so I didn’t really have to tell her anything… but I’ve grown old and tired of the sneaky shit I’ve done in my past… that and talking with her will buy me time to recite a few prayers in my head…you know… to ask for forgiveness.
“Yeah… It’s my Qi…” I coughed up some blood. It was hard to breath, but I had to get these last few words out… maybe… maybe if I do this for her… I will be forgiven. “I.. can even return… memories… your memories.” I saw the pause. She stopped breathing in either shock or doubt… maybe even both.
With my hand I reached up and grabbed her faces as I let the power course through… And.. That was the last and only good thing I did before I felt that sudden crack in my skull.
He grabbed her face and felt everything rush back into her. She remembered every lesson learned… every face that was in her life… she now remembered how to feel….
In a panicked state she grabbed each side of the man’s skull before slamming it against the hardwood floor. It took a couple times before it cracked open and more blood poured forth. She crawled off him lifelessly remembering every little detail. She leaned forward pressing her forehead onto the cold ground… her fists balled up as she supported her weight with her forearms. The touch of every man’s blood had blended together and pooled around her as tears stained the natural paint of their bodily fluids.
She remembered being treated like a child… getting taken care of by Gabriel and Alexis… They loved her… but they did this to her… Not exactly but they had their fair share. Gabriel. She loved him… but once she was gone he could have moved on so easily. Alexis… what sister goes and steals her dead sister’s boyfriend? Not only that but she hated him if she remembered correctly… selfish…
Olivia stood with shaky legs. Her body cold and frigid as she searched for the clothes they tore off her. Slipping them on she had now gotten them dirty with their blood, but that was the last thing on her mind. All she thought of was to run.
Run.
She left the mansion… as fast as her legs can carry her. Her bare feet slapped against the pavement leaving little foot prints of blood until it all dried.
Olivia couldn’t recognize where she was at this moment. But she was in an ally leaning against a garbage can. The night was chilly enough she could see her breath. The pain in her chest would recede as she kept crying and crying. She wanted to break from those people… she needed to run… be her own.
So the first thing she was going to do was dye her hair…
I stared down at the marred corpse of my last Agent. Gabriel Seran sure did his number on all of my employees… especially Shu. What worries me is that there was one body that had not been accounted for in the mass of casualties. One of the experiments is missing and it is the most important one. So much work had been put into her and not only that she was a threat to just about anyone. Obviously Gabriel didn’t know what he was getting himself into. The girl was unstable and would snap at anyone but the man who had trained her… see as how that man is now lying dead in front of me… there was no one she would fully listen to.
“I need you to erase everything from her mind since the night Gabriel attacked up passed her second capture. Try not to erase anything else. We put a lot of years into her.”
The old man would nod. It was my word that people would listen and respect. I turned to face the four men. Only two of these men were the original whom had stolen her the first time so he knew X-774 was in good hands. Though the third was treading thin ice… luckily he was nothing but muscle. 774 was a machine built for destruction… I’m just hoping the newbie won’t let his guard down all based on her appearance.
“Get going.”
None of their faces held emotion, but the understanding of the assignment was apparent in their grim faces.
[glow=limegreen,2,300]Long Beach…[/glow]
She struggled. This wasn’t the reoccurring nightmare that had visited her in her sleep… this was happening and it was happening now. Her eyes narrowed in on the mask one of the men were holding. That mask had been on her for a few years and she wasn’t ready to put it on now. Their hands would tear at her clothes… she felt the cold air seep in from the opened window and lick her sweat slicked skin. Her teeth would chatter as her eyes grew blood shot as she looked at each man in a panic.
A man came out from the dark recess of her room. His face was aged with many years as his hair grew grey.
“Nice to see you again, 774”
Her pupils narrowed as she stared at him. She couldn’t put his face to a memory nor did she even have a memory of the man. She was only worried because she didn’t know him, but she knew of her captive name. As she lay there naked she watched as his hand reached over to grab her face… Her head would squirm, but his fingers would pinch at her temples and hold her still.
“This won’t hurt a bit.”
Before anything happened Olivia pushed her weight so she could bite his palm to get him to let go for only a moment. This was enough time to push herself off her bed and fall to the ground. As the men bent down to grab at her she would shoot up and slam her head into one of the guys’ nose. She heard the crack and could smell and feel the blood leak out and pour on her head. Returning from the ground she would swing her body and kick the other man’s temple and as he fell she would jab her fingers into each eye socket and grab hold of the bone in between each eye. As she had a tight hold she would swing her arm and tug his head along and slam it into a wall.
Two men were down… One to go.
Once I was just about to clear her memory she broke free. In only an instant she took down two men four times the size of her. I barely even had time to react. Next thing I knew she was on top of me. Her naked body showing me how small and fragile she was, but the force she had in the hand around my neck told me otherwise.
“What were you going to do to me?”
I didn’t answer. I thought I would be able to get away with taking her out.. After all I was bigger than her. As I go to push her off she dives forward and I feel those teeth dig into my skin. The very flesh on my neck pops and busts open letting all my sweet blood flood out into her mouth. Just as I thought it could get worse she tugged and pulled a large chunk of my neck off and I could just hear the sounds of my veins snapping apart. I howl and feel faint from such a pain as I look up into her empty eyes. She let the piece of my neck fall from her mouth as the blood from my own body dripped onto my face. I squint to look past the droplets and watch as she spit the remnants of my blood onto the floor beside my head. I was done for. A part of me thought this bitch deserved to die… but I think of what we had taken from her… and what we turned her into and I start to think about how maybe we were the ones who deserved to die.
“I was going to erase your memory… just like the first time.”
I saw in her eyes that she was trying to hide the hope for knowing a little bit more about something no one else did. It was also obvious she was scared to know the truth.
“You can do that?”
Her voice was soft and for some reason I kept talking.. Answering her as if I had to… I was a gone’er already so I didn’t really have to tell her anything… but I’ve grown old and tired of the sneaky shit I’ve done in my past… that and talking with her will buy me time to recite a few prayers in my head…you know… to ask for forgiveness.
“Yeah… It’s my Qi…” I coughed up some blood. It was hard to breath, but I had to get these last few words out… maybe… maybe if I do this for her… I will be forgiven. “I.. can even return… memories… your memories.” I saw the pause. She stopped breathing in either shock or doubt… maybe even both.
With my hand I reached up and grabbed her faces as I let the power course through… And.. That was the last and only good thing I did before I felt that sudden crack in my skull.
He grabbed her face and felt everything rush back into her. She remembered every lesson learned… every face that was in her life… she now remembered how to feel….
In a panicked state she grabbed each side of the man’s skull before slamming it against the hardwood floor. It took a couple times before it cracked open and more blood poured forth. She crawled off him lifelessly remembering every little detail. She leaned forward pressing her forehead onto the cold ground… her fists balled up as she supported her weight with her forearms. The touch of every man’s blood had blended together and pooled around her as tears stained the natural paint of their bodily fluids.
She remembered being treated like a child… getting taken care of by Gabriel and Alexis… They loved her… but they did this to her… Not exactly but they had their fair share. Gabriel. She loved him… but once she was gone he could have moved on so easily. Alexis… what sister goes and steals her dead sister’s boyfriend? Not only that but she hated him if she remembered correctly… selfish…
Olivia stood with shaky legs. Her body cold and frigid as she searched for the clothes they tore off her. Slipping them on she had now gotten them dirty with their blood, but that was the last thing on her mind. All she thought of was to run.
Run.
She left the mansion… as fast as her legs can carry her. Her bare feet slapped against the pavement leaving little foot prints of blood until it all dried.
Olivia couldn’t recognize where she was at this moment. But she was in an ally leaning against a garbage can. The night was chilly enough she could see her breath. The pain in her chest would recede as she kept crying and crying. She wanted to break from those people… she needed to run… be her own.
So the first thing she was going to do was dye her hair…