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Chapter 3: Alive
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Everything had stopped. It was like he was passed out, yet he was still awake. Like trying to move your arm, but you can't. yet it was moving. He felt. good. Alive. Awake. Powerful. younger. He had seized breathing so hard. yet his breathing wasn't the same. It was heavy. but it was normal. Lei stood. Yet, it wasn't him standing. It was the weirdest feeling he had ever had.
It didn't feel like Lei. it felt like someone else. It was he moving. but it wasn't. He wished he had a mirror. Was it he? Who was it? Lei decided to test something. He tried moving his arm. But it didn't move the way he wanted it to. It reached out and grabbed a glass tube and lifted it eye level.
It was like watching through someone else's eyes. What he saw was he, younger. but with darker hair and one black eye and one light brown. Lei felt as though he had known this person and had hated him. He remembered the experiments. It seemed to trigger the other persons mind.
He laughed. It started deep. and then got louder and louder. The bottle in his hand was crushed and the man began to shove everything off the desk and stomp and break. Lei was out of power. it was this new boy now. this new thing. What ever it was he had created.
He had no power. he couldn't even think. And when he did it was like the man had a different reaction too it. There was a knock on the door.
"Sir?" It was Wei. Someone the man knew who it was and snapped in a hoarse, yet somewhat similar to Lei's voice "What?!"
"Are you ok? I heard a -"
"I am fine. be gone." It was like this person knew everything. He knew about Wei, he knew about the experiments. He knew about the potions and the needles. he knew.
The man took a pencil. and wrote in the journal in handwriting close to Dr. Leis. but more demented... "11:00 PM. Syaoran Li is created. Theory: True."
Everything had stopped. It was like he was passed out, yet he was still awake. Like trying to move your arm, but you can't. yet it was moving. He felt. good. Alive. Awake. Powerful. younger. He had seized breathing so hard. yet his breathing wasn't the same. It was heavy. but it was normal. Lei stood. Yet, it wasn't him standing. It was the weirdest feeling he had ever had.
It didn't feel like Lei. it felt like someone else. It was he moving. but it wasn't. He wished he had a mirror. Was it he? Who was it? Lei decided to test something. He tried moving his arm. But it didn't move the way he wanted it to. It reached out and grabbed a glass tube and lifted it eye level.
It was like watching through someone else's eyes. What he saw was he, younger. but with darker hair and one black eye and one light brown. Lei felt as though he had known this person and had hated him. He remembered the experiments. It seemed to trigger the other persons mind.
He laughed. It started deep. and then got louder and louder. The bottle in his hand was crushed and the man began to shove everything off the desk and stomp and break. Lei was out of power. it was this new boy now. this new thing. What ever it was he had created.
He had no power. he couldn't even think. And when he did it was like the man had a different reaction too it. There was a knock on the door.
"Sir?" It was Wei. Someone the man knew who it was and snapped in a hoarse, yet somewhat similar to Lei's voice "What?!"
"Are you ok? I heard a -"
"I am fine. be gone." It was like this person knew everything. He knew about Wei, he knew about the experiments. He knew about the potions and the needles. he knew.
The man took a pencil. and wrote in the journal in handwriting close to Dr. Leis. but more demented... "11:00 PM. Syaoran Li is created. Theory: True."