A.N: Just something small I came up with.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Angel.
Over
My life was always the same.
Training
Sleeping
Obeying orders
Eating
It was a simple life, if you could really call it life, that is. But how could I complain? I am X6-754 and as far as I know, I've spent my whole life here at Manticore. I don't know of anything else, for I've never seen anything else. But I didn't complain nor ask for anything, for I didn't know what there was to ask for. To me Manticore was home and outside of it was a bad and dangerous world. I never once questioned the orders I received, for I had been taught that they were the most important thing in the world. In the end I never needed to think far ahead, because in Manticore, your life was planned for you.
And that's why I wasn't prepared when the fire started.
I didn't know what to do. As I saw the flames and heard the screams I stayed calm on the outside, just like I'd been taught, but on the inside I was scared, horrified. Would I die here? What happened when you died?
I had to get out.
And I did; so did many others. I found a few other X6s and we started off to the meeting point.
If I'd known what would happen I'd never had done it.
When we got to the reuniting point they pointed their guns at us and for the first time in my life I had suspicions about Manticore. Maybe, just maybe, it wasn't such a good place after all. Once again fear came to me and I could do nothing as I heard the shot.
I am X6-754
And my life was over before it even begun.