CHAPTER ONE: The escape
The door opened. My eyes needed a little time to get used to the bright light that was coming from the hallway. My legs were shaky and my palms were sweating; I was once again feeling sick due to another daily shot they had given me.
I scanned the man from head to toe. He had dark brown, curly hair and pale skin. I came across him last week. He was a new member of S.T.O.R.M and from what it looked like he was scared of me.
I reckon my chances of winning against him. My sight is a little blurry, but I think I'll make it. As for the strength, even a fly could beat this guy up. This was my chance. I had to escape.
He walks slowly towards me and hesitantly left me a plate of "food".
"Come here" I whispered "I want to tell ya something"
He flinched and stepped away before talking with Commander Jet on a walky-talky-thingy.
"The boy with the number 34 talked to me, what should I do?"
Coward.
"Cadet Bradley, I've told you a million of times not to disturb me with such silly matters. Continue working right away!"
"Y-yes sir!" he muttered and I told him once again to come closer.
After he was standing next to me in a distance less than 1 foot, I grabbed his neck and with a special grip, he fell unconscious on the floor.
I ran through the hallways and passed unnoticeably through ten soldiers. I walked into a big white room called: "Experiments 101". I snapped up my core and left the building. As soon as I diverged half a mile, an alarm set off.
It was too late. I had once again got out to the real world, hoping for a better life.