D.N.A

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My body didn't want to classify those two as human. And though I knew they were, it just wasn't what I think would be necessary waiting for my D.N.A to decipher them as human. I wandered through the rest of my station, to the place they called the mutating form. I didn't think I was ready for this, but I needed to know if my body can handle the D.N.A.

I began to read the instructions. It was simple enough, step in, press a button, and let the mutations climb all over you. This was also a test that would be broadcast all across the training center. I went over to the blood pressure valve, pulled off the strap, and wrapped it around my arm. This was to make sure if my heart stopped beating they could get to me.

I gave a gulp of fear as she stepped inside, sealed the door, and pressed the button. The well calmed voice of the broadcasting lady began. "Life broadcast in five, four, three two..." The screens all switched to me, and my body shuddered.

Three mutations were thrown in front of me. They were humans, but they had bones sticking out of them and blood leaking from every opening in their body. They looked like zombies, and one of the most dreaded characters in the Fandom Games. They were often known for ripping their chosen victim apart with their mangled teeth.

The first one charged at me, latching its teeth to my neck. I gave out a cry before the other one latched to my leg, and the third to my gut. I couldn't believe it, I was going to get killed and the games haven't even started! I didn't even have a chance.

My eyes began to scan the mutt's as non humans. My entire body flung forward, and before I knew it, the trio of zombies were off my body. My gut and neck were heavily bleeding, but that didn't seem like a problem too me right now.

I gripped the neck of the first zombie, before dragging it toward me. It made a sickening cracking sound as if calling for help, yet I could care less. I honestly wasn't too sure of what I was doing at the time, but I knew that blood felt very warm after that. Even blood from a mutant felt warm as it curdled around me fingers, making my entire body pump with more adrenaline than I'd ever felt.

The first one dropped to the floor, covering it with thick, green material. The others looked at me before the second one lunged, making me think twice about what I needed to do. I grabbed his arm and twisted it backwards like I'd done this a thousand times.

The zombie make a gurgling like sound before dropping, and I managed to step on it's head while running after the other. It really had to have decided I was a threat, because it didn't even come close to me.

Instead, the monster stepped back before dropping on the ground, as if it were dead. Well...it looked dead. I think the entire simulation was over, because the doors opened, allowing me to go outside. I pulled off the blood pressure valve. I didn't like the way it was constricting me.

When I was outside, into the training center, the people stared at me like I wasn't human. I couldn't blame them. Each person, even Jil and Hob from the Pokemon class. All they did was stare at me, which was giving me the creeps. To be honest, I had utterly demolished some of the strongest mutations I knew of.

"What are you all looking at?!" I called out to them. My temper was rising, and I didn't even know I had one of those. I'd always been a very quiet person, but with Winchester D.N.A flowing in my veins, it seemed like my quiet, shyness, had been obliterated.

The female from Class Eight cocked her hip. "You just destroyed three mutations without a problem. Do you expect us not to stare?" Rose inquired. I'm surprised I remembered her name. She's the one from Doctor Who, which is a fairly powerful class to have.

I personally admired her courage. She wasn't afraid of a person who just broke the arm of a zombie mutation. "I'd like to be left alone." I grumbled, trying not to show that I was afraid of my own strength.

"Fine." Rose growled. She turned and high tailed off, along with everybody else. It was like as if I hadn't done anything.

Though they were all gone, my mind was still locked on the idea of being watched. Could other people possibly be hurt by doing so? I hadn't noticed before, but my leg was burning and my arm stung. I also had a green goo on the tips of my fingers, but I don't think that matters.

So could you die in training?