Author: Vona
Title: Inferiority
Summary: Mr. Raines thoughts on life. Part Six of Emotions.
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Shocking news, still don't own them. Although, sometimes I do
like to pretend:)
Inferiority
Subordinancy. Shortcoming. Inadequacy. My life has always been somewhat odd. Inferiority is something I've always had to battle with. Born and shipped off for adoption as if I never existed. I didn't always know that. I grew up the first fourteen years of my life as a perfectly normal Raines, though my older siblings always made fun of me for being sick. Then I found out. One day, a man came to visit my parents. It made Mother cry. He was only 20 and I was soon to discover it was my brother. I was adopted because of my sickliness. Perhaps that's why I became a doctor. I wanted to work with those who were stronger than me. I wanted to shape those who would make something with the world we lived in and make it work. I wanted to rid the world of weakness. Catherine Parker was weak. At first, she was wonderful. Her and her little curious daughter. But she was too kind, too caring. Just like her daughter. The world simply needed to be rid of her. She'd served her purpose. Just like my children are serving theirs. I am a father of two, an infuriated beautiful woman and a strongly opinionated man who reminds me so much of myself, only stronger. And my Ethan. My pet project. He worked better than Kyle or Angelo or any of the others. Ethan was perfection until Jarod had to tarnish him with that humanity of his. Jarod would be perfect if he wasn't so weak. I've always wished for a controlled environment, which is exactly what the Centre provides. I despise the life of the feeble. It's always been my goal to destroy it. Destroy the imperfect, destroy myself. It's all the same. Deficient. Underling. Secondary. Life is faultless, if we could only make the debilitated vanish.
Inferiority
Subordinancy. Shortcoming. Inadequacy. My life has always been somewhat odd. Inferiority is something I've always had to battle with. Born and shipped off for adoption as if I never existed. I didn't always know that. I grew up the first fourteen years of my life as a perfectly normal Raines, though my older siblings always made fun of me for being sick. Then I found out. One day, a man came to visit my parents. It made Mother cry. He was only 20 and I was soon to discover it was my brother. I was adopted because of my sickliness. Perhaps that's why I became a doctor. I wanted to work with those who were stronger than me. I wanted to shape those who would make something with the world we lived in and make it work. I wanted to rid the world of weakness. Catherine Parker was weak. At first, she was wonderful. Her and her little curious daughter. But she was too kind, too caring. Just like her daughter. The world simply needed to be rid of her. She'd served her purpose. Just like my children are serving theirs. I am a father of two, an infuriated beautiful woman and a strongly opinionated man who reminds me so much of myself, only stronger. And my Ethan. My pet project. He worked better than Kyle or Angelo or any of the others. Ethan was perfection until Jarod had to tarnish him with that humanity of his. Jarod would be perfect if he wasn't so weak. I've always wished for a controlled environment, which is exactly what the Centre provides. I despise the life of the feeble. It's always been my goal to destroy it. Destroy the imperfect, destroy myself. It's all the same. Deficient. Underling. Secondary. Life is faultless, if we could only make the debilitated vanish.