My life was never easy but at seven I got a taste of what true hardship was the day my parents were murdered in front of my eyes.
Okay it was a normal Saturday morning my mom and dad fighting over money for their drug use and drinking that I had dealt with all my life, my baby sister gnawing on a teething toy she wasn't even one yet and I would do anything for her but I fear I never got a chance to prove that. I was sitting pretending to read a book hidden in my hideout were I could see all that was going on in the living room and kitchen without being spotted.
The sound of breaking glass caught my attention I looked out of my cubby hole to see a man cut my father's throat and pick up my sister I wanted nothing more than to ran out there and save but I couldn't move, he tossed her into an antique shelve she landed on the floor covered in blood glass all over her body. I could barely believe what I was seeing and one side of me was furious and upset over my family's death the other half cheered on and fed off of the blood and fear.
The man grabbed my mom tearing off her clothes and throwing her on the floor unzipping his pants and raping my mother in front of me when he was done and had his clothes on her grabbed a red dagger out of his belt and sliced her neck.
Police sirens rung out and the flashing lights filled the house the man quickly ran out of the house. I quickly ran out of my hiding place and grabbed the red bladed dagger wiping off on the curtains and slid my finger my finger over the now clean blade when it touched the top a single drop of blood rushed down the blade a bright light flashed and I looked down at it then and there I swore revenge on the man who had killed my family I was only seven.
"Hello is anybody in there" A voice sounded inches from my living room door I quickly hid the knife and ran out of the house to start my misadventure of a life.
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Only a month later I was well known as "demon soul",
At eight I was feared even though nobody knew hew I was,
At nine I found out I was a mutant that could control fire and shape shift,
At ten I had been living on the street for five years still just barely making it by,
And at eleven let's just say I would never forget that day.
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Groggily I opened my eyes unaware of my location or surroundings but as the memories of the previous night came rushing back I shot up and looked around. I was in a large cage the room around me was a white hospital style room with syringes and tools all around the place and a man standing in a lab coat.
The man walked over "Good morning" he smiled a wicked twisted smile, I scowled
"Who are you? Where am I?" He just smiled at me and called two of his men into the room he unlocked the door and the two men grabbed me in there rough grips than they threw me into a table strapping me down. I struggled against the straps on my arms and ankles. That's when I noticed I was in a long white shirt and white shorts my hair pulled into a bun. He pulled out a syringe and I watched in horror as he injected it in my arm I was paralyzed the drug he had used made it imposable to move even though all my senses were still working, He grabbed a scalpel cutting my leg several times taking skin my body screamed out in pain the he looked into my frightened eyes and smiled.
A week,
A month,
A year,
Two years passed the same thing happening each day I was sick and weak but he had no care for me just my DNA one day when he was out I decided it was time to escape. I broke the lock on the cage with my knife in two years he hadn't found it then I climbed out of the window barley able to stand pain corsing through my body but I heard yelling in the room and started to run despite my protesting legs and screaming body.
