Blare-You are still writing this?
Yeah...
Blare-Why are you listening to depressing and enraging rock and alternative songs?
Because it makes me think of you.
Blare-Ya know what makes me think of you?
what?
Blare-Female dogs.
....I own a lot of this story, but some stuff I don't. Oh, and the story is Doujinshi-based!
"Wait!! Please!! I'll never do it again!!" The man said frantically as Blare stood over him. He had become a very productive ten year old. He looked at him with emotionless eyes, not caring about the tears flowing down.
"*Whatever*" Blare mumbled in Ukrainian before raising a hand. The man screamed and was silenced when Blare's hand crushed his neck. Blare's expression didn't change. It was like a chore for him, he just did it. "It's done, Dr. Aedan." Blare turned to the glass window. He only saw his reflection staring back at him. He had gotten taller and his hair had gotten longer. He had a long ponytail now, no more short hair. His eyes had turned from big, round, and innocent to slit like, sneaky, and secretive. He hardly smiled and looked bored at most times.
"Finally, that was a reckless display of hesitation and you were almost out of your time limit." The window faded and he stared straight at Dr. Aedan, who looked a little peeved. Blare almost rolled his eyes, but he had learned from prevous chastiments that Dr. Aedan didn't like that. He turned to the fear stricken men who stood behind him. "As you can see, gentlemen, we haven't wasted government funding. With this, chance of crimes shall lower and we may even be able to win wars quicker, saving millions of money and lives."
"This boy is remarkable." One said, though the fear was still in his eyes. "Will he come in?"
"He'll do whatever we tell him to." And with that said, Dr. Aedan turned back to the window and spoke into the microphone, "Blare, enter." Blare walked into the viewing room and stood at the door.
"Can I help you?" He growled. The men looked over him, one even asked him to open his mouth and say 'ahhh'. Instead of opening his mouth and saying 'ahh', he glared at him.
"Never mind."
"Do it, Blare." Blare growled and did as he was asked(told).
"Excellent jaw, strong build, and with remarkable abilities. Aedan, you have really outdown yourself." One man said, smiling at Dr. Aedan.
"Can I leave now?" Blare said abruptly. Dr. Aedan glared at him and he glared back.
"Yes, now go." Blare turned and walked. Dr. Aedan mouthed 'watch his reflects' and picked up an electric pencil sharpener. He chucked it at Blare's head, but before it hit him, he grabbed it at an arms length and crushed it. He glared angrily at Dr. Aedan. "Just a test, Blare." He snarled in response and left. As Blare walked through the door, he mumbled-
"Yeah, right."
Blare sat in his room and broke into tears. He felt so guilty after each of these jobs. he robbed people of their rights by doing this. The man before had been charged with theft of jewels multiple times, but this time he stole a very, very important one. Or so people said. He hadn't even had a fair trial. They said to him that if he confessed before Blare 'removed' him, Blare would have to let him go. But then, they pulled Blare to the side and told him that he has to 'remove' him, whether he confessed or not. Blare felt his throat tighten. "Blare, sweetie? Open up, I brought you some food." Dr. Maci said through the door. Blare sat on his bed before going to open the door. "That's my boy. May I come in, please?" Blare opened the door wider and she stepped into his room. Thanks to her help, they transformed it from some drap, white room to a normal kid's room. The walls were still white (Dr. Aedan refused to change it), but they got him a normal bed with grey and black sheets and covers. They had gotten him a TV to watch, a drawer, a radio, and a closet filled with different clothes (though he usually wore the normal RRB outfit). Dr. Maci had a tray filled with Blare's favorite food, 16roasted duck slices with mustard, swiss cheese, lettece, tomatoes, and all between two pieces of rye. That was accompanied by Coke and some chips.
Blare went back over to his bed and turned on the radio with his remote. Instantly, rock began to play.
"Bound at every limb by my shackles of fear
Sealed with lies through so many tears
Lost from within, pursuing the end
I fight for the chance to be lied to again"
"Oh, Blare, not this again!" Blare had played this song so many times when he was upset. It usually meant that he was sad or angry. He didn't listen to her and turned it up, munching on the sandwich.
"You will never be strong enough
You will never be good enough
You were never conceived in love
You will not rise above"
"Blare, come on! Let's turn this down." He didn't respond. "Blare, you may have strong hearing, but remember: I'm human!" He turned it down a little bit.
"They'll never see
I'll never be
I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
Burning deep inside of me
But through my tears breaks a blinding light
Birthing a dawn to this endless night
Arms outstretched, awaiting me
An open embrace upon a bleeding tree
Rest in me and I'll comfort you
I have lived and I died for you
Abide in me and I vow to you
I will never forsake you!"
"How many times...?" blare finally said. "How many times have I killed someone? How many families have I hurt? How many times have I been the cause of a funeral?"
"Blare, sweetie, it's not your fault." She said as tears rolled down his cheeks.
"They'll never see
I'll never be
I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
Burning deep inside of me!"
"It is my fault! I'm a killer! I was born a killer, I'll die a killer!!" Blare sobbed and held onto Dr. Maci.
"Shh, that's not true..."
"Rest in me and I'll comfort you
I have lived and I died for you
Abide in me and I vow to you
I will never forsake you!"
Dr. Maci watched this young boy cry about what he's done and curse himself for it. How could a man do this to such a boy? He was an emotional wreck, he may never be able to have a normal life when given the chance. Blare hardly ever leaves the lab unless Dr. Maci talks Dr. Aedan into letting her take him home on weekends, he's never had many friends his age, no father-figure whatsoever, and he's completely anti-social. It won't be any good when he hits his teens, he might become emo or aggressive. And a boy with his super abilities, he may become dangerous.
"They'll never see
I'll never be
I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
Burning deep inside of me!"
"Hey, Blare, how about we go out later? Want to visit my home again?" Blare nodded. If anything, he loves going to Dr. Maci's house.
Shucks, Blare, I feel bad for you.
Blare-Why?
I didn't know you had to execute criminals everyday before you came to America.
Blare-You're making it sound like Ukraine is a bad place to be!!
No, I like Ukraine. I've always wanted to visit there one day.
Blare-After Japan?
After Japan.
Blare-What about Russia?
Little cold, but okay!
Blare-china?
I'm cool with that!
Blare-Africa?
Okay!
Blare-Mars?
I'll book a flight!!
Blare-...Can I come?
Coach or first class?
Blare-Whichever we can afford.
Coach then. Window or aisle?