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Run. That was all I could think about right now. To run as fast as I could. My violet hair streaked in the wind, blood flowing freely flowing feely from my wound. I was running through the limitless fortress running from them. I am Akira Kite. I am a genetically enhanced human. I was taken from my family when I was five and was illegally modified. My legs were modified so I can now run ten times faster then your average human being. My eyes turn silver because of my surgery to see through solid objects. Even I can now go through many solid objects. They're others like me. Kit Minamo, Ludicris Sano, Sight Sikado, Cheza Flowerwright, Hitomi Shino, Satomi Kite, and Kaze Kitamaru.
But then they're them. They are known as Zeroz. They are clones off us. Only they are better. They feel nothing except for eternal yearn for blood, lust, and angst. We all were trained assassin. My group, we were known as the RoseS The Zeroz as ZeroZ Unoriginal I know. But the "RoseS" we grew sick of being used. So we escaped. No that is how I am running for my life wounded terrible and my favorite leather outfit torn and bloody.
There. I finally got to head quarters. I entered a broken down warehouse and slipped myself into a garbage disposal and into a white room. A fifteen year old girl walked in. Her eyes were red and she had soft white skin. She had flowing white-blond hair and a skin tight black cotton t-shirt and pants.
"Akira-kun… what has happened?" Cheza asked me in a soft monotone voice. Convaying no emotion in her eyes except eternal sadness. Cheza Flowerwright. She wasn't bron like we were. She was created from the man who destroyed our humanity. He once had a wife and child. But they died in a car accident. So controlled by grief and anger he took them and created Cheza. His "daughter."
"I… it's nothing to worry about, Cheza-san…" I answered tiredly, "I'll just have Hitomi heal my wounds."
"They're back, aren't they, Akira-kun?" Cheza spoke once more looking deep into me eyes.
"I…" I didn't know what to say. So I just walked past her and left.
Cheza looked down in grief as my words whispered in her head over and over again
"You have nothing to do with this Cheza. So stay out of my way."
