I decided to do an OC Diclonius. I actually just wrote this cause I was bored, but it turned out to possibly be worth continuing. Let me know what you all think, suggestions, plot holes, etc. Should I give up or keep going? Just lemme know in a review.
A cold, white, tiled room; that was all the young girl had known for over two years, and at the fragile age of eight, it was likely to leave an imprint upon her future personality. Both her arms and legs were chained to the wall that she laid against, that at times unknown to her she would sleep against. The wall in question was caked with dried blood; her own blood, which was spilt in the horrid tests and experiments she was subjected to weekly. She was not afforded the luxury of clothing, but in the last two years, she had grown accustomed to the cold wall against her skin.
In order to keep her from stinking the room up too badly, people would open the door and spray her down with cold water. Daily, these same people would give her a small ration of food and drinking water. These people, they were humans, unlike her. She knew what they called her, or rather, called her kind. She, and the others like her, were known to be Diclonii.
The Diclonius are fairly easy to tell apart from average humans. They are typically very pale, as they rarely, if ever, venture out into the sunlight. Their natural hair color ranges from light pink to a deep red that resembles blood. The same range of colors occurs in their eyes as well. Most notable of all however is two cat ear like protrusions that are on the top of their heads, or as they are commonly called, horns. The Diclonius also are in possession a few unique abilities that further distance them from humans. Aside from their ability to sense one another over great distances, they also have vectors. Commonly around one and a half, to even three meters in length (obviously some are even longer or shorter), they are invisible to the human eye. The vectors are similar to arms, and are controlled telepathically. They can be vibrated at high speeds to cut through objects, or they can simply be used to smash, tear, grab, throw, etc... This ability alone terrifies humans, but what drives them to experiment upon the Diclonii, and treat them as if they are no more than animals, is the instinct shared by all Diclonii. That instinct... Is to exterminate the human race.
The young girl looked up across the room, towards the window through which the scientists would "observe" her. Just then, she heard a noise at the door to her room. Suddenly, the door opened. There was a man in the center, with a hose. Beside him were two large guards, both armed with dangerous looking guns. The hose began spraying water, very high pressure water. This was her routine wash. She cringed her eyes away, and held up her hands to protect her face. The men showed no pity, and at the same time, no enjoyment. They saw it simply as a job.
Though she had a body of an eight year old girl, mutations aside, she had a mind far beyond what any eight year old child could ever hope for, and beyond what any eight year old child would ever wish for. The girl, number 15, was a genius.
Most would go insane within three or four years at the facility she was forced to live in. She however, was also very creative. In the days she wasn't being tortured, she would entertain herself with her imagination. She would play through entire lifetimes. She would also play through means of escape.
This is the story through Number 15's POV. Just a little bit of into, the letters that are Italic represent her thoughts, and her mind has long since fused together with the murderous mind that exists in all Diclonius.
Two more days... At the rate my vectors are gaining power, I should be able to escape alive in two more days... Perhaps I should give it an extra week though, just to be safe... They reach two and a half meters, and I can stop bullets already. Luckily, it occurred to me my situation might change if they discovered that... I'm so glad I've made my vector's growth appear so much slower than they actually have been.
Suddenly, Number 15 heard some people talking outside her door, though it would normally be difficult to make out, her highly acute senses allowed her the secret liberty of listening, and learning. "Yeah, the boss says she should be able to block bullets within a month or so, that's if she keeps going like she has been." Another person responds, "Oh yeah? But that's just a handgun; it shouldn't be an issue against automatic weapons, right?" "Nope, not for another half a year." She makes out a sigh of relief.
Oh, that's right... These humans are terrified of me. Well, of my kind in general I suppose. Hopefully I've made a bit of a name for myself. I've never hurt or killed anyone. I've never acted up, and I've always cooperated with these people... By now they have to trust me to some small degree at least. It is key to my escape, after all.
Just then she hears some noise from the window, and a light turns on. Inside steps a guard, a scientist, and a director. She can tell at once that the scientist is new, and is being shown a Diclonius for the first time. It is immediately apparent by his horrified expression towards her situation."What the hell is this?! You said you did tests here on a type of mutated human! You never said anything about chaining little girls up to a wall and torturing them!" In order to elicit more sympathy, she replaces her blank expression with a pained smile towards the man.
"This isn't just some little girl, it isn't even human. You have to come to understand that this is a part of a species whose sole purpose is the extermination of all of humanity. No matter how innocent she may seem now, believe me, if she was unchained and allowed to walk these halls, she wouldn't hesitate to kill the guards, the scientists, and even you whom have done nothing to her."
Ugh, I think my heart just skipped a beat... Is this how they introduce new workers? I wish I could respond to those insults. It really hurts when they talk about me like I can't hear them. Still... In the last two years they've never introduced one using me. Could that mean that the previous example died...? Or... Escaped? I can't even tell, there are so many of us here that it's just a jumbled mess when I try to make out who is who.
The new scientist then continued, "Can I go in there and talk to her? I just cannot stand seeing someone like that, at least let me comfort her every once in a while." The director seemed shocked, "Do you realize what you are asking? What if she feels like killing you?" The director sighed after seeing the look of conviction on the man's face, "Fine, you can go, but two armed guards will go in with you." The man smiled, "Thanks."
Really? Coming to see me, is he? Coming to comfort me? I can't kill him... No way. I better just be a good girl and act the way he expects me to act. At the very least, it should gain me a friend in this hellhole. Also, it may open up a much easier way of escape... The girl repressed a sly grin, and was barely able to keep her face in its sad state.
After a couple of minutes, the door to her room opened, and two guards stood at the door, aiming at her carefully. Hopefully neither of them has a finger that slips and shoots at me. It'll be hard to move the bullet without it being obvious that it was, in fact, moved by my vectors.
Moments later, the new scientist walked in, and, to the young Diclonii's great surprise, he didn't stop at the door, he continued walking all the way to her, he wasn't even a full meter away when he kneeled down, smiled softly, and began talking. What the hell is he thinking? Looks like those guards and the director watching behind the window are surprised as well... It's been ages since someone was this close to me...
"Hi, I'm a new scientist working here, my name is Shin Beski. What's yours?" I... I don't believe it. This is one lucky guy... If he had been taken to see any other Diclonius in this facility, and treated them like this... He'd be dead before he finished saying "Hi." Guess I better respond.
She put on her most innocent, pained smile, "H-Hi..." She cringed away from him in fear, giving him a sense of security, as well as making him feel all the more sorry for her. "My name... My name... I... I am number 15."
Her act worked, his face filled with pity, "It's okay, there's no need to be afraid, I'm not here to hurt you. And what's with this number business? That's not really your name, is it?" It's really hard to not smile. This guy is so easy to manipulate. Hm... What next?
"Th-They also sometimes... Sometimes they call me Akume. I think I had a different name... Before they brought me here... But I just can't remember." Huh, I really can't remember. Never really seemed very important to me I guess.
Shin smiled gently at her, "Well it's nice to meet you, Akume." Let's see if this works. It's risky, but probably the best way to see if I can open a new escape route with this guy.
"Sh... Shin? Can I ask you a favor...? Please?" The director had heard that line before, even the guards recognized it. It always had something to do with the person being asked if they could die. Akume just hoped that she could get through with it before they acted. "I can't make any promises, but what do you need, Akume?" Here it goes...
"In the last two years since I've been here, no one has ever come this close to me. Just us being like this makes me warmer than I've been in a long time. Can you hug me? I can't remember what a hug feels like." Shin seemed a little surprised, but he didn't hesitate to do as she had asked.
Due to her lack of clothing, he did seem a little uncomfortable leaning in towards her, and he was careful to avoid touching her chest, but he hugged her nonetheless. So warm. I now have a new way of getting out of here... But I don't know if I can bring myself to hurt something that is so warm... I should keep thinking on it later.
Suddenly, the director yelled, "Dr. Shin! You fool, get away from her now!" Shin jumped away from her in terror, afraid of what she might do to him. Luckily, she figured out the best way to react. Akume cringed in terror from the director's voice and balled herself up against the wall and started crying. Hook, line, and sinker. I can't believe that everything went so well. The director did exactly as I wanted him to do. Now this guy will trust me even more. He will lose all fear from being near me, and this incident will make me look all the more innocent and helpless.
Shin had nearly left the room in an instant, but he didn't take his eyes off of her. He saw how she reacted to the yelling. Even the guards were caught off-guard (pardon the pun), and relaxed their weapons a little. Shin stopped and turned back to her, her eyes were closed, so she didn't see him, but she heard the turn. After several seconds, she looked back up at him. "I-I'm sorry Shin." Still sobbing, she continued, "I didn't do something bad, did I?"
The director stared at her fixedly; he was still suspicious of her. Although, he was relaxed a little by her behavior. She acted as if she had no special abilities whatsoever; even though the testing recently showed that she is coming close to being able to render a handgun useless against her. In reality, however, she could protect herself from all but the strongest of rifles.
"What the hell is wrong? She didn't do anything!" Shin was obviously upset with the director, and he was sweating heavily. He probably thought he was about to die. He can move fast... Crossing this room in the blink of an eye is an impressive feat. Well, maybe it isn't as difficult to an adult as it would be to someone my size.
"It's okay, Akume, you didn't do anything bad." Shin began heading back to her, his face sorrowful, arms outstretched. I wander if it's safe to get this close to a human. Maybe I should show him to respect me a bit more by taking off one of his arms? ... What am I thinking? That would ruin everything. If I play my cards now it can only end in defeat. No doubt that pesky instinct is trying to act up again. "I'm sorry; I won't ask you to get so close again..."
Shin continued approaching her, however, "It's fine, Akume... Here, you can have this. I was saving it for a snack later." He reached into his pocket, and pulled out a small bar. It was filled with calories. Calories that Akume knew she needed. Her current diet made escape much farther from her mind, and made maintaining a thought difficult. Smiling pitifully, she accepted, "Thanpfs." Her voice had been somewhat muffled, as she began devouring it the instant she had it.
The sudden sweetness of the bar burnt her mouth, and she could actually feel the calories. Having had little but fish, rice, and bread for the last two years, she had completely forgotten what sugar tasted like.
After watching her finish, Shin waved goodbye, and left the room, at the same time, the guards left, and the director left the windowed room.
I wander if the impressions I think I made on them, I actually made. I wander if my assumptions about the way most people think were off. Farther outside, she focused her hearing especially hard so that she could hear a conversation between Shin and the director. Fortunately, she was able to.
"You were out of line. I said you could go in there, I didn't say you could get so close. What were you thinking? Do you know what she could have done to you?" Shin quickly responded, "I was hired here for a reason. I know exactly what she is capable of. I saw the data on her. I just... I had no idea you achieved it in such an inhumane way... I don't get it... How can you people live with yourselves?" The director was calmed, and his answer was difficult to hear, "She is the only one that you've seen... You've never seen one of them ripping people apart and laughing. You've never seen one of them standing over a begging person as they slowly mutilate him to death. Most of them killed their own families. Once those... Those monsters get started; the only way to stop them is to kill them. Kill them, or instead... Instead take them to a place like this. At least this way, we can gain some scientific knowledge off of them."
At this, Shin was taken aghast, "Akume killed her family? H... How many has she killed?" The director seemed upset. If he answers honestly, Shin will be further taken by me. "Akume is a special case. She never killed anyone. Actually, her family is still alive. One day we spotted her walking home from school. We took her down immediately, she didn't even try to resist. We found out later that her family was looking for her. We just told them she had contracted a terrible disease and we had to take her to both keep her from spreading it and to find a cure... Really the toughest part though is convincing them that she isn't fit to be visited."
Yes... My... Family... Father... Mother... Big Brother... I miss them so much. But. If I leave. What will happen to them? Surely nothing bad... The house will be searched for me without a doubt. I just can't see them again for another couple of years. At least until the search parties for me have died down a lot. What a curse it was to be born with these horns, with these powers... My life was turned upside down; I was taken away from my family, friends, and my education. I am no longer treated as a human. Still, there is another side to this I suppose. This power, I can control it, and it is constantly becoming stronger. If it continues like this, eventually, I wander what I will be capable of. Also, it is thrilling to me, knowing that people have those mixed feelings. When they see me, I know they feel terror, and guilt. I love seeing that expression of fear on the faces of the guards. I love seeing that expression of a deep sadness on everyone who sees me... Hah, I'm pretty messed up, aren't I?
The day went by with Akume sitting alone in her room, brooding, planning, and scheming. As always, she avoided a grin, and maintained expressions that ranged from calm to deeply sad. Being recorded all this time forced her to be very careful on her outward behavior.
The next day, very early in the morning, Shin decided to pay her another visit. It was, in fact... VERY early. Akume was still asleep. Only a handful of guards were on duty. There had been none going in with him.
Right when he opened the door, Akume woke up. It was obvious he was being especially careful and quiet about it, which indicated to her that he may not be allowed to visit her. What's this guy thinking? I mean, I wanted him to sympathize with me, not treat me like a helpless little girl. He comes in alone? Gawd...
Akume responds to his entrance by rubbing her eyes and yawning deeply as she says, "Sh-Shin?" Her voice startles Shin, as he was only just closing the door slowly, and was looking outside the room. He had not realized she had been woken. Upon hearing her, he quickly closed the door, turned around, and responded, "Akume. I'm sorry if I woke you... Well, it is 2 AM, so I guess it makes sense you would be asleep, huh?"
Well, I might as well take advantage of the moment. Tearing up slightly, Akume responds to him, "Thank you. You're treating me like a person, instead of a monster... Thank you." Of course, Shin is touched by her words, "I'm treating you like a person, because... Well, you are one, Akume. And no person deserves the treatment you have been given. Especially a person who's never done anything wrong."
Interesting. He's just standing over there at the door... He's scared of me. Without any guards behind him to point guns at me, and insure that I realized I will die if I hurt him, he seems quite certain that I will kill him. Does he even know that there's a camera in here? "Shin... Can you do me that favor again, like you did yesterday, please?" Unlike last time, Shin is hesitant, and remains standing at the door; he even lowers his eyes from her and looks at the floor beneath his feet, "I... I don't know if I can do that right now, Akume..."
Akume puts on her most innocent expression, "If it's okay, can you tell me why you came to visit me at this time of night, all by yourself?" Did he plan on freeing me, but is suddenly getting cold feet? I should probably test him a bit. "I... Um..." "Shin, do you bring a gun with you?"
At the asking of that question, Shin immediately goes from nervous to frightened. I see. He did. Just in case I tried anything, or to shoot guards that got in the way of our escape, I can't be sure though. This guy makes things so difficult, it's now or never...
Akume looks away from Shin, and towards the ground beneath herself, and takes a deep breath. Shin notices how she seems nervous, "I did bring a gun, but it wasn't to use on you, Akume. It was just one I carry with me all the time is all." "Shin... These chains on my arms, these chains on my legs. I can break them, if you'll help me escape."