The storm outside gave no signs of remitting as the thundering grew louder and more prevalent. I tore at the remains of my tattered clothing. They had been partially ripped as I struggled to keep from being injected with the medication. The urge to transform was so strong back then, but I knew I had to control myself. It took every ounce of self-control I had.
It left me feeling tainted. I wanted to be pure, to be cleansed. The water pouring outside called to my very blood. I had a strong desire to break through the walls and bathe in the rain - to wash away all the impurities inside of me.
I laid there naked, my head faced down against the floors, as pain surged through my entire body. Blood rose up from beneath my skin. My arms and chest burned as I struggled to hold back my cries of pain. Finally, I couldn't hold it any longer as I felt my back being ripped open. Something soft tickled its way through the two open gashes. I opened my eyes and saw blood trailing into large puddles on the floor.
The pain continued on until I could feel the two wings protruding from behind my back. It had become a part of me, very much so like my arms or my legs. I had muscles there that helped move it in whatever position it would allow. Despite this, it still felt alien to me.
A light broke though the darkness as the door opened. The light from the hallways hit my eyes and I struggled to see who had just come in - it was June. She had both hands over her mouth from shock. I must have quite a sight, naked and stained in fresh blood that spread through the floor. The two black feathered wings the only means I had of keeping decency. "Oh my God, Jin!" she had said in a hushed horror.
Another thunder sounded, joining the noise of the rain as it poured all over the city. I couldn't take it anymore, I rushed towards the barred windows and broke into them - sending shards of glass and rusted metal crashing to the streets below.
My wings pushed down into the air to keep me in flight. I felt the cold raindrops pelt my skin like little harmless daggers. The cold burned and the blood that clung to my skin became washed away. I almost expect my wings to melt and let me drop to the ground, but it didn't. Instead, I flew higher - blindly into the night.
It left me feeling tainted. I wanted to be pure, to be cleansed. The water pouring outside called to my very blood. I had a strong desire to break through the walls and bathe in the rain - to wash away all the impurities inside of me.
I laid there naked, my head faced down against the floors, as pain surged through my entire body. Blood rose up from beneath my skin. My arms and chest burned as I struggled to hold back my cries of pain. Finally, I couldn't hold it any longer as I felt my back being ripped open. Something soft tickled its way through the two open gashes. I opened my eyes and saw blood trailing into large puddles on the floor.
The pain continued on until I could feel the two wings protruding from behind my back. It had become a part of me, very much so like my arms or my legs. I had muscles there that helped move it in whatever position it would allow. Despite this, it still felt alien to me.
A light broke though the darkness as the door opened. The light from the hallways hit my eyes and I struggled to see who had just come in - it was June. She had both hands over her mouth from shock. I must have quite a sight, naked and stained in fresh blood that spread through the floor. The two black feathered wings the only means I had of keeping decency. "Oh my God, Jin!" she had said in a hushed horror.
Another thunder sounded, joining the noise of the rain as it poured all over the city. I couldn't take it anymore, I rushed towards the barred windows and broke into them - sending shards of glass and rusted metal crashing to the streets below.
My wings pushed down into the air to keep me in flight. I felt the cold raindrops pelt my skin like little harmless daggers. The cold burned and the blood that clung to my skin became washed away. I almost expect my wings to melt and let me drop to the ground, but it didn't. Instead, I flew higher - blindly into the night.