A/N:

Italics means someone is thinking and bold means full of emotion. I suck at grammar. I don't make any money from doing this and if I did I would be a much wealthier writer so don't sue. Every character not in Marvel Universe is mine use them and suffer. With that said on with a strange beginning. (Literally) ps there is a reason for me starting the story this way bear with me.

Hello.

I am Secret Philosopher.

How are you?

Do you wish to hear a story?

Very Well.

I must warn you that you are speaking to a monster.

And the story you are about to hear is not a happy one. Though I wish it were, I really do.

This is a story about faith hope and love.

It is a story about the battle between good and evil.

Do not read this story. Really you don't need to know.

I doubt you could understand.

I am a Secret because my name can never be known. Because I hold the knowledge that could destroy the world. I am a Philosopher because I ponder the great questions of man, and I have found meaning in darkness.

You don't want to hear this story because it doesn't make any sense; it is about life and loss and escaping away from reality. This story is about self-sacrifice and doing what is right when it may be wrong. Don't read this story, because stories form our being and when you read this story you become me. And no one should have to go through that.

The story is about to begin. This is your last chance. Please believe me. You do not want to read this. Just go on with your life and continue your everyday worries that mean nothing, because you could never understand this story, because this story is about faith, hope, and love and that is something very few people ever really understand.

You leave me no choice…

Once there was there was a man, or was he a man?

His name was GI495.

And he was a man I tell you! A MAN!

This man was good. He could feel. He didn't know happiness. He was hated. He was tortured. He didn't deserve it. They made him that way. They were the monsters not him. He was good. He could feel. That is why they left him alone. For what good is an experiment that could feel? That knew no joy, but felt it. He was disposable.

"Leave it," they said. "It's no good."

They left him in the hospital. They didn't need him anymore. So they left him for the doctor's own experiments. The government didn't need faulty equipment.

Dr. Sevarius was not a good doctor. He only wished for his own success and did not care how he got it. He tortured the mind of GI495, until he broke him; until he was no longer a man, but a thing that did whatever his master commanded. The doctor won as evil does sometimes.

But good sometimes makes a comeback.