Chapter One
The Seer
By:Jack Ising
My story starts with a town in Texas. I was born in 1988, in Grapevine, I met my best friend when I was five years old. His name was...his code name was Jiggs. He was this short athletic looking kid with dirty blond hair. We grew up together in the suburbs of Dallas and we went to the same college. After college we got an apartment together and we needed jobs.
"Hey Ging! Check this out.", he said with a satisfying grin on his face.
"What?" I replied from the kitchen, making a sandwich.
"I found us some jobs!"
"What are they?"
"Lab assistants"
"For who?"
"CareTech."
"Sweet!"
We had majored in bioengineering so we were the most qualified for the job. We went in to their offices the next day. The interview was really quick they just asked our name, age, and sex. They hired us on the spot. Little did we know that they were an evil organization that dabbled in human experimentation. So, they slammed us in what was basically an insane asylum, with the metal trays, sponge rooms and everything. Now that I think about it, it was kinda like Deadpool.
Anyway, they would take one of us away for testing, but by the screams of aggression that I heard after the sparks and blood was done flying, we never saw that test subject again.
"I hear that they sell them to the highest bidder." said Shark-face, he was one of the inmates that really deserved to be in this hell hole. He was a big bruiser with shoulders that went as wide as the cell door. The reason they called him shark-face was because he had been one of the doctor's first experiments at human-animal hybrids. It had failed, of course, so he only had the many rows of teeth and gills of a shark, which meant he had been held as an example of progress in breeding, but with the down side that he can't breath normal air.
"That's a load of bull!" said Jiggs
"No I'm not lying, I heard the doc' say it while I was still groggy from the laughing gas."
"That does debunk your story a little bit!" I spoke with a devilish grin.
"I swear!"
Jiggs got up to go get some water when Fat Slim brushed past, but when he brushes it's like a steamroller.
"Watch it! What, is there a special at McDonalds?"
Fat Slim turned on his heel, wobbling trying to balance himself.
"What did you say to me punk?" said Fat Slim.
"I said, where are you going so fast?"
With that, Fat Slim threw a punch at Jiggs, he dodged, then threw an uppercut sending him wobbling back. When he regained his balance, he swung again, but Jiggs wasn't ready so it connected with his left cheek. Now, you see, the thing about energy and weight is that if you have more of both, that your punches will be stronger, so the punch sent Jiggs spinning. At this point, I had enough so I stood up grabbed Slim's hand, slammed it on the table, and pinned it there with a knife. Slim screamed out in pain, gasping from the sudden shock of blood loss.
At this point, the guards stepped in and held Jiggs and I back.
"Doc, what do want us to do with them?" yelled one of the guards to the Walkie Talkie that was strapped to his shoulder.
"Bring in the short one his testing has been moved up."said the doc in that smooth slick voice that got us to work here.
"No!" I heard someone say behind us. It was Shark-face. "Doc you can't do that!"
"I can do whatever I damn well please, Jerome."
That comment, no not the comment the name sent Shark-face in to a fury, I never got to see the end of it but I heard it took five guards to restrain him.
"Bring the tall one too."
With that order I had a potato sack put over my head, and was knocked out. I woke up strapped to a table. "Little kinky,a doc", I said in a sarcastic tone. As I looked around the small room I noticed Jiggs was on the table besides me, with a medical table beside the metal pans we were strapped to, the table had all your typical medical instruments like, a meat clever, scalpel, scissors,stapler, and two small crystals, one red the other multicolored.
"Funny, I think for that I'll operate on you last, so you can watch your friend suffer", said the doc with an unkind grin.
"You know doc this is a lot like the batman villain,doll maker."
"You now you're not the first one to say that to me, I believe it was a middle aged man with black-ish gray hair,I made his insides outsides."
After hearing that I shut up. The Doc was a tall man with greased back black hair, surgeon's fingers, and spindly legs. He got to work on Jiggs he wasn't under laughing gas ,like shark said he was, so he screamed like a banshee. The doc just worked on his left hand implanting the small red crystal into his bare flesh. What I saw next I can't explain, Jiggs whole body went up in flames but when the flames died out...he was still there not a burn or mark on him. The Doc just smiled, that horrible smile.
Then he went work on me. The agony I felt can't be described, but I'll try. Imagine a elephant running over you then being torn apart, then being reformed over and over again. He cut in to my chest opening my pectoral muscles, then the went to work on the rib cage. He took a power saw and cut in to the bones, slicing each one with delicate strokes. I screamed in agony. When he was able to remove the...bone he reached for the orb. He twirled the thing around in his hands a few times,he slammed the orb in to my exposed heart,I should have died. He leaned close to my ear and whispered something in a tongues didn't understand.
Then my vision blurred and I passed out, finally. I woke up by hearing a voice, it sound like my dad. "Hey kid, get up."the voice said in my ear,as I stood, my vision was still blurred.
"Dad?"I questioned my arms out stretched look for the end of the room.
"I sound like your dad to you,hm,look in the mirror" the voice commanded.
"Sound like?"I thought.
When the voice said this my vision cleared and I was able to see straight again. The room was a cold, grey room with a bed chained above the floor, the door was steel, there was a knocked over IV drip with the bag almost empty. I read the drips label it said exmacenia , a drug known for helping people stay awake while under tremendous amounts of pain,explains why I didn't pass out earlier. Then I found the mirror. What I saw in in the mirror wasn't my reflection. Where I was five, eleven, the thing that stood was at least seven.
Where I had been pale and pasty this thing was a deep bronze tone, with black marking on its skin. Where I had deep blue eyes this thing had pale yellow eyes with black slits for pupils. Where I had ginger hair this monstrousness creature had a bright orange spiky hair with black on the tips of each spike, and yet it stood where I should've, it breathed when I breathed, and blinked when I blinked. This creature...was me.
"No! No! That can't be me!"
"That's us kid."the voice said to me.
"What do mean us?!"
"I'm you and you are me, I'm the little voice that's in your head."
"Little voice...what?!"
"I know you've read Jekyll and Hyde figure it out."
"So you're the evil me?"
"No I'm the part of the brain you don't use,well sort of."
"Sort of...okay what ever just get me out of here"
"Punch the door"
"No way, that's five inches of solid steel"
"I said punch it"
"Fine"
The moment my fist connected with the door the molecules in the door started to rearrange themselves into styrofoam so the punch crippled the door. The moment the door collapsed, I sprinted, with the Tiger guiding me.
"I need to find my Friend!" I said frantically.
"No,kid we need weapons and a suit.", the spirit commanded.
"No! I need to get my friend."
"Kid listen, your friend is probably heavily guarded, so we need weapons."
"Ok, fine, I see your point."
We sprinted to the weapons room, I punched the door, it didn't crumble.
"Why isn't this working"
"Try actually opening the thing"
I wiggled the doorknob and the door opened. I stepped inside the room, feeling a chill run down my spine. As if instinctive I went to the back of the cold room. I saw many things that I can't explain,but I was pulled to this one suit. Trying it on it seemed to fit. It was a slick black suit with a red tie, and a sport coat. I walked around the room trying to find a weapon. My attention was drawn to a pair if dual curved swords with tiger engravings at the ends, they were sheathed in a twin belt.
"Those look cool pick them up."said the voice.
The moment after he said that I lost control of my body. My arms grabbed the swords strapped them to the lower part of the suit and unsheathed them, inspecting them as if they were a nuclear bomb that I had to disarm. Then we got to the gun closet, I wasn't a gun man myself but I knew how to use one, so I grabbed two Remington.65 hand cannons, and found the holster and put them in it.
"Now lets go find my friend"
With that we charged out of the weapons room, barreling down the hallway knocking down scientists left and right. We made a sharp turn slamming into a metal door, looking at the door, I saw that the metal had been burned and melted.
"I've got an idea."I said to the spirit,"Be ready."
I backed up the hallway, turned on one heel and spirited full speed at the door, jumping right as I was about to hit it, collapsing in on myself. I shot through the door like a cannonball, the metal covering my body, but there were no gun shots. I stood what I saw rocked my to my core. There were guards body's scattered across the floors, the smell of gunpowder was still fresh,something landed with a thud behind me, I turned, this thing stood at six, six half of its face was rotting flesh and bone, the other half was pure darkness, not black but like the night sky. One of its arms was a piece of flesh hanging on to a four fingered piece of bone, that it called a hand. It's leg looked like a mixture of a grasshopper and a rake. The rest of its body was the same black color as its face.
The thing charged at with is arms behind its back, when it got close to me it swung its disfigured arm, I ducked out of the way pulling the gun and shooting the thing in the thing in the chest, it stumbled back. The bullets fell out of its chest, and hit the ground.
"What the...", I said with a confused look.
The creature charged, swing with such fury that I had little time to duck, it swung,I block, I swung, it ducked. I pulled my blade sliced at the the creature's arm right arm it was the one that was black, it cut through it like warm butter. The arm fell off. I expected the thing to real in pain from the lose of its right arm, instead it charged my the nub out stretched, out of the arm shot out some kind of projectile. At least twenty of them hit me in the chest, sending me back at least ten feet. I looked down at my chest it was ripped to shreds there was no why I could have survived, my body started to heal, and my clothes started to re-stitch them selfs.
"You can thank me for that one kid."the spirit said.
Not missing a beat I charged the beast taking the sword that was left on the belt I swung at the creature's head, the sword hitting the side of his face that was a skull shattering it. My eyes widened when I saw what was under that mask. It was Jiggs, oh god, Jiggs I dropped my sword, picked him up and hugged him.
"Oh my god, Jiggs." I said relieved a little.
"Ging...is that you?",he said with a raspy voice.
"Yeah buddy it's me, what happened to you?"
"It was a reaction to this," he held up his left hand the red crystal still there,"this thing warped my body, changing me in to this. I went on a rampage killing everything in my sight, the doc sedated me, and said that if I killed the man with the stripes I would return to normal. I didn't know that was you!"
"Just tell us where the doctor is."said the voice,it spoke from my mouth.
"He's in the middle of the building, the office."
"Thanks, Jiggs. I'll get you to safety."
I ran down the hall, heading to the center of the building, running past doctors, soldiers, and prisoners. Running, running, running, so much running, gunfire, gunfire, I made it to the the door I kicked it down.
"Hello Doctor, didn't think you would see me again," the spirit spoke from my mouth.
"No, how are you speaking I put a spell on the host number 146, so he wouldn't talk, HOW!?"
I walked forward trying to scare the doctor, he pulled a gun on me, the moment this happened I lost control of my body, my body walking forward.
"Don't move, I'll shoot,"the doctor said gun shaking in his hands.
My body kept moving forward the doctor just kept shaking, say that cliche line over and over again. When my body reached the doctor all that happened was he cowered, I wanted to let him go, but after all he'd done to me, this is where the spirit and I agreed.
" we have found you guilty of crimes against humanity, and we sentence you to death." We grabbed his gun and we beat him to death with it, in this rage we lit a match found on the the good doctor's desk and made the building go up in flames. The spirit has been training me in the art of assassination,why assassination because the author said so get over it, it been three years since this happened, I've been wandering the world ever since.