HAHA, LOOK, LOOK AT THAT MONSTER! LOOK AT THAT CIRCUS MONSTER!
He`d always been called that, ever since he was there years ago. Life at U.N.I.T was better at least, no one called him a monster and he didn`t have to do something that he didn`t want to, although he sometimes got put downs or blame for doing something he didn't mean to. "Sgt. Benton!" Hearing his name didn`t scare him anymore like it once did.
15 years ago
They never had a lot of money, his dad worked far away and never sent money back. He and his mother had taken to busking in the streets to try and earn money, they never earnt much but he was a brilliant singer. One day while playing music on the street a man came up and commended the talents of the child and mentioned he owned a circus, he said he would love it if the child sung there. His mother asked if she would be paid. "Why my beautiful young lady, of course, name your price". They talked for a while until the man took the guitar and grabbed the hand of the child and simply walked away. When he turned his mother didn`t turn to look, she walked off with money in her hands.
And that became his life.
"Hey get out here people are waiting for you! Do you want me to hurt you again?! You already look like monster, do you want be one?!" The child shakes his head. "Good, NOW GO! If you don`t sing you know what happens." The child walks out onto the stage, the crowd starts chanting and hollering abusive words. When the man follows and starts to play the guitar. Instead of the singing the song for the man, he slumps to the ground, hands around his head trying to block the sound of the crowd hollering, "HEY! GET UP YOU WORTHLESS CIRCUS MONSTER!"….
Present fay
Mimicking emotions was easy, he learnt that ages ago. Put a smile on your face and people assume you're happy. The friendships formed were accidental, but it was okay people didn`t know him properly. Adopting a fake name, making up a fake family, fake history, they assume it to be real and that's how Benton wanted it. He didn`t mind being alone he`d become used to it. Until the new guy arrived.
`He` seemed to be much more violent, angry and carried a grudge against everyone. His name and rank was Captain Thorne. He seemed to look familiar, like a face from the past. Almost instantly
