I know I know. I really need to update Glory but who gives a flip? This idea sounds super cool and I wanna do it!
Inspired by Flyleaf's song: Arise. Well thats the main theme any how. Other songs that helped form the idea were: Monster by Skillet and also Awake and Alive by Skillet, finally Animal I've Become by Three Days Grace.
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Chapter one – Arise
They were coming for him.
He had to hurry. He had to run. Had to run and never stop. Or they would find him. Catch him. Kill him.
He was a monster now. They had made him this way. He couldn't control it anymore. He had to run while he had the chance to.
He could hear them getting closer. He had to run faster!
Bare feet slapped against the cold tiled flooring of the Cadmus lab. Ragged breaths ripped them selves in and out of the fragile body of the thirteen year old boy who now ran for his life. For his freedom. Wisps of shaggy black hair brushed back by the wind created by the speed he created for himself by running. Wide blue eyes were glued open like a dear in the head lights, as if the very thought of blinking was impossible for him.
The boy turned sharply down another hallway. All the hallways looked the same, long, white, doors lining the walls, locked doors. When he had first made a run for it he had tried opening some of the doors to see if he could hide in the room, or maybe find a window to crawl out of. But all the doors had been locked and he was sure that all other doors were locked as well. So now he only had the option of running and hopefully finding some sort of exit or hiding place. He couldn't let them keep him here, he would go insane if he spent another day here playing lab rat with them.
At the end of the hall he made another sharp turn. He could hear the pounding footsteps behind him. He wasn't sure if it was the guards, or G-gnomes. The latter would be better. He had heard stories of them helping another experiment escape a few months back, maybe they would help him too. Though he doubted it seeing as how they hadn't tried to help him since the other's break out. Besides, after said incident a different scientist had been placed in charge and he had been moved to a separate facility, though he was almost certain it was close to the old lab. But once the new scientist had taken charge he had brought in a army of fully suited up guards that patrolled the lab like cats waiting for a mouse to run out and become their meal. He had hardly seen any G-gnomes since his arrival at the new lab.
The boy's eyes grew ten times their size as he reached the end of the hallway. Before him were two glass doors that had some kind of foggy looking coating on them to hide the view of the area beyond them.
The boy ran a hand along the door. Then he lifted both fists and pounded on the glass, expecting them to at least crack. But his pounding did nothing except make his fists ache. Looking for another way to open the door he ran his fingers into the seem of the doors, where they came together to be closed tightly. He desperately clawed at the seem, trying to pry them open. To no avail.
"Their he is!" A shout caused him to whip around and watch as a group of black suited guards hurtled down the hallway towards him.
He didn't have time to think about what he was doing he turned back to the door then backed up a few steps and rammed his shoulder into the bullet proof glass. Nothing. Only a ache in his shoulder. Seeing his last option used up to get the door open he looked around himself, searching for another way to get away. Thats when he finally noticed it.
It was a smaller hallway, almost like a side passage just to the left of the doors. It was incredibly dark down that passage, but he could see just a bit of light at the very end. With one last glance over his shoulder at the approaching guards he sprinted down the hall way.
He ran faster then he ever had in his entire life. His white shirt rippled against his torso, his slim black pants swishing with the fast movements of the boy's legs. As he ran, the light at the end of the hallway grew larger and brighter, he could see what looked like another white hallway just beyond. He looked over his shoulder.
The guards were gaining on him quickly, guns raised and the little laser red lights for aim pointed directly at his back, making it look like he had little red orbs jumping all over his back in a hurried frenzy.
He had knew that he would soon be shot with either a bullet or a tranquilizer and put back in his cell to await punishment and later on more experiments. But he was certain that he would at least give the attempt for escape one last attempt.
With that thought in mind, the boy with blue eyes clamped his eyes shut tight and pushed himself to break his speed limit and run as fast as humanly possible for a fifteen year old boy.
Everything seemed to go in slow motion. All he could hear was the pounding of his heart, it was so loud he thought it would burst his ear drums. He felt like he was floating off to another world where everything was better. A world were his parents were alive. Where he was still the boy flying through the air along side his family, with no net to catch him if he fell, only their strong hands that now seemed to push him forward. Faster and faster, but not fast enough.
He heard the click of the gun and then he could almost see the trigger being squeezed behind his closed eyes.
He knew he was nearly out of the darkened hall because of the light that leaked through his thin eye lids and shined into his pupils. But this light felt different on his skin then the normal light from a light bulb. This light was warm and licked at his pale skin that had been abused by so many needles and prodding fingers.
If he could have one wish come true before he was sent away to rot in this hell hole, then it would be the wish to see sunlight again, just one last time.
The boy slowly slid open his baby blues and was met with blinding sun light. Real sun light. Sun light that he was running towards in slow motion that wouldn't let him break free of this place.
He heard more guns clicking getting ready to shoot him right in the back. If he could only reach the large mass of sun light before he was taken down, then he would be the happiest boy alive. He looked at the source of light that seemed to bright for his eyes. It was coming from a hole in the ceiling. The ceiling. Had there been a hole in the ceiling when he had turned to run down the darkened hall? No. He must have deafened himself to the sound of the hole being ripped into the ceiling, to focused on the sound of his own bursting heart.
He made it. He shot out of the darkened hall and into the hall way where the hole in the ceiling was. He ran directly into the ray of sunlight shooting from the hole. He halted and gasped for breath as he stood under the light, the pounding of feet entered his hearing again. The guards almost had him.
Then to his surprise the sun light was cut off. It was being blocked by something on the outside, something had flown over the hole in the ceiling, blocking the sun light. He looked up at the dark figures above him. Sunlight leaked around the forms. Just above the hole in the ceiling stood a man with a long dark cape on the hid his body, white cowled eyes gazed back down to connect with wide blue eyes. Above the man floated another, this one dressed in blue and red with a large S on his chest. Several others stood around the hole and floated above it. But the boy wasn't looking at them he was only looking at the cowled man dressed as a bat, who looked down at him now.
He didn't know what had come over him at that moment, but something did and soon the boy found himself smiling up at the sight of none other then the Justice League, then he was laughing. Laughing at how sad it was that right as he was about to be shot down he was being rescued by superheroes. Real superheroes, the heroes he had been waiting for to swoop in and whisk him off to a better place for what felt like his entire life.
He calmed back down to just smiling as he looked at the man in black. The guards stopped just before they entered the circle of light the boy stood in the center of gazing up at the heroes that waited for him on the outside. They aimed directly at the boy now.
"We cannot let him escape!" A guard shouted as he squeezed the trigger of the gun in his hand.
The boy was still smiling up at the man as he heard the sound of the gun go off and watched the cowled eyes grow wide. Then he felt the sharp bite of a bullet enter the fleshy bit of shoulder between his neck and top of his shoulder. He fell to the ground with a thud as the world rushed back into real time and the slow motion existed no more.
Everything seemed to explode around him as he laid on his side on the ground, his body slightly curved up in his attempt at the fetal position but never quite making it there all the way. His eyes kept wanting to drop close and shut out the scene that played out before him.
He could see a puddle of deep red spill out all around him. A deep black creeped along the corners of his vision. Blurry figures clad in magnificent colors sped around and mushed together with the black suits of the guards. A fight. Thats what he was watching through half lidded eyes. Between the heroes and the guards of the lab facility. But all the noises sounded muffled.
He could hear faint yelling. He could hear something about helping the boy. They boy, was that him? Must have been because not a second later a group of five crowded his vision. Someone rolled him over onto his back.
"Hey. Hey!" Someone yelled at him loudly. His glassy eyes slid over lazily in his eye sockets to look at a red head boy about his age clad in what looked like red and yellow. He was waving a hand in front of his face. "Buddy, you gotta stay with us."
"Look at all this blood...I don't think he's gonna make it..."A female voice said from his right, he looked over and up at a blonde clad in green. "God, he's so pale. I'm not sure if its from lack of sunlight or blood loss."
"If we don't hurry he's going to die here. Like all those others." The red and yellow boy said sadly.
"Don't say that!" Another boy yelled. His fists were clenched at his sides, his vibrant blue eyes held an angry fire in them, a red S on his black t-shirt. The boy suddenly looked down and saw the wounded boy looking up at him with glazed eyes. His anger turned to something a bit more sad, not pity, but something more of an understanding, a determination. He got down on one knee by the boy and rested his hand on the raven headed boy's unwounded shoulder. "We're going to say you, we are going to set you free."
Thats when it hit him. He knew this boy. He knew him! The boy jolted a bit surprising the other teens around him he opened his mouth and drew in a gasping breath. "You! Your...The one that escaped. Your the one, that gave me hope." His words came out like gasps for life but they were understandable. The other teen heroes looked to the clone of superman for a long moment before looking back to the dieing boy.
"How do you know about Superboy?" A girl who strangely enough looked green spoke up.
The boy on the ground swallowed hard before answering. "I was there...In the old lab...I could hear all the commotion from my cell...I had always been just one level above...Project Kr. The G-gnome who could talk told me about you sometimes...Said you were one of them...But I wasn't, so he couldn't help me...I saw you and yellow and blue outside the rubble of the old lab, just before they put me in the van and took me here...When I saw you escape...I knew I could too."By the time he finished his breathy explanation he had a smile on his face and was breathing hard again. He had had to stop half way through it when the blue boy had pressed something against the bullet wound that was ripped through his shoulder, to help stem the blood flow.
"Yellow and Blue?" The blue boy asked as he leaned into the boy's line of sight.
"You, and him." He said as he pointed at the blue boy and then the boy in yellow and red.
"Oh, you mean Aqualad and Kid Flash." The green girl chirped happily.
The boy looked back up to 'Superboy' as he had been named. The boy looked a bit surprised and upset at the same time. But he remained silent.
"Party's over, lets get him back to the mountain and patch him up as quick as we can, then he can tell us what all has been going on here." A deep voice boomed and once again the boy found himself staring up in amazement at the bat clad hero.
The tall dark man stepped up beside the boy and gently lifted him into his arms. The boy winced as his injured shoulder was jostled about. But he remained silent as he stared up at the face of the dark knight.
He could see the man look at him and he could see the man's lips move, but he couldn't hear the words coming from his mouth. All to soon he couldn't see him either. For the blackness at the edge of his vision had consumed him.
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