Weapon Forged

Heat blazed through him, weakening him, yet also making him more alive. This was the curse of a hybrid-what one part of him thrived on killed the other, and yet in his body the two must co-exist. His body produced heat and made itself ill. No wonder he was the only one to survive.

Tauza would never understand the war within his body. Daily she tortured him, trying to beat the Sebacean out of him, but she could never succeed without killing him. She'd wanted a Sebacean/Scarran hybrid and now she'd have to deal with having one. Soon she'd have to deal with him in a different manner. Each rigorous "test" she bestowed on him, seeking usefulness, stoked the flame in his heart. This was the rage that would spur him to kill her someday, and then after that, all Scarrans. They would all suffer for what she's put him through, for his existence. They'd sought to forge a weapon for themselves and instead received an enemy who knew no boundary. He'd make it his life's work to wipe them all out, until he was the last one left.

He would start with Touza and he'd enjoy killing her. He'd find some way to make his body work and escape. Until then his torture would be his fuel.