A/N: Here's chapter 2 enjoy.

Chapter 2: Recollection

That was at least 3 years ago, my escape from that hellish laboratory. It took me at least a year and a half to get more control of my abilities. I had a hard time suppressing the fact I could easily melt the flesh off of every living thing around me, usually if I let my anger get the better of me. I also took note on my other abilities as well. Inhuman speed and strength, superior combat skills (which I have yet to figure out how I've attained that) and reflexes. All this Was just the physical aspect. My psychic powers however were just flat out horrorific.

I was capable of making telekinetic barriers and the ability to slow down time in about a 30 yard radius of me. I noted I could also make people go insane by tampering with their minds, creating a living nightmare from their own fears and traumas. Who did I test that out on you ask? Let's just say I had a run in of a local rapist and one of his victims in an alley. He's pretty much in a coma, the worse one imagined at that. But what got me the most amongst all of my abilities was the fact that black tendrils would appear around me when enraged. I keep promising myself to not let it happen again but who was I trying to convince of that? Who ever would have thought that too much to drink and sudden flashes of monsters coming toward you would leave 15 dead in a bar? I fear what I am but at the same time I must say that I'm...Godly.

Let's see, astral projection, being able to lift and crush objects in the air with a single thought are the last few abilities at least, that's what I think. I was designed to be a killer but didn't want to be yet the urges to kill grew stronger everyday not to mention there were unknown forces trying the tug at the strings of my sanity...Damn them. I wanted retribution for what's been done to me against those responsible. Even more so, I wanted answers to who I am.

As for the voices, the two individuals trying to push me into darkness, the girl and the older man, I haven't heard them in a while now. Not since I got out of the lab but still I always felt like I was being watched. And every so often I would see a child, a little girl maybe 11 years old in a red dress with long black hair that covered her face. She was a mess really, covered in so much blood just like the doll she was carrying. I maybe saw her eyes once and that was an image I'd rather forget. They were yellow and empty of emotions, all of them except hate.

But behind that I could see pain in them; this girl I could sense had been tortured. Exposed to things that no child should ever be exposed to. Maybe that's why I wanted to help her at first but she always disappeared as quickly as she came. Besides that, I was pretty normal minus the fact I didn't know my own name nor had I had any memories of what I was before waking up as a lab rat. No childhood, just nothing but a blank except for one random name that I couldn't tell if it were mine or someone else's, Michael. The name first came to me when a flash of memories flooded my mind. It was a name people had yelled out in these little flashes of mine so naturally I became accustomed to it. Whoever Michael was, is me now.

Being what I am not too many people want to open their homes to you on top of that I had no source of income which again I'm wondering how I've survived. Every now and again I just silently take what I need from stores and that would be that. As for a place to stay like tonight, I just broke into a hotel room. When anyone would pass by, I'd just make it so that no one could see the room's door nor window. All they could see was a wall, nothing more. Pretty slick.

I had no time in interacting with others so social outings were a no go for me. Being someone who could read minds kind of made it difficult to be in the same room with those animals. And by `animals` I mean the people whose minds are clouded by lust, greed, power, and other urges that would go against the seven commandments.

Sleep though was hard for me, my dreams made damn sure of that. Every time I closed my eyes I would be afraid to see that little girl again. It's funny to think that a guy like me afraid of a child but this girl was...pure evil if not just completely insane and twisted. The dreams I had of her felt like they weren't even mine and lately they've become more and more common. I'd always end up following the girl around a ruined city filled with corpses of men, women, and children with random burning flames. The sky itself was blood red showing no sign of night or day. And as I followed this strange girl around I noticed something that made my skin crawl, she was no different from me. I watched her kill soldiers similar to the one's I had slain in a similar fashion minus the fighting physically part...she got others to do that for her. They were either disfigured creatures or she manipulated some of the soldiers to fire at each other.

Her power was like mine yet the scary part was I felt she was far more powerful than she was showing me. After she would mercilessly kill these soldiers she would turn to look at me as if I was to learn from her by doing all this but tonight she spoke to me.

"Their coming for you," she said into my mind and with that I awoke in a cold sweat, my head pounding painfully. The hotel room felt different, there was another presence, and I could just feel it. With that thought in mind I shot up from my bed and scanned the room. In the far left corner of the room was the little girl from my dream sitting in a chair. I stood staring at her not bothering to make any sudden movements. I saw what she could do and with power like mine and her, this entire city would crumble...hopefully it wouldn't have to come to that.

"Their coming for you," she said to me telepathically.

"Who?" I asked, in the same action. She paused as if to think on how to respond.

"The ones who hurt you, the ones that hurt Me." she replied.

Suddenly her voice became familiar.

"Wait your the girl who was talking to me when I first woke up, aren't you?"

She only nodded her head.

"What's this all about?" I asked.

"You will see soon enough." her voice somehow carried a seductive tone when she said that and I found out why.

The girl's body shifted to an older version of herself, still in that same dress. Oddly enough this version was attractive and looked around my age...God I need so much therapy. She then looked up letting me see her blood lusting yellow eyes, she then smiled to me before disappearing. Then the same male's voice from 3 years ago spoke to me.

"She's a woman now, do you see?" he said in my head darkly.

I was snapped out of my thoughts of trying to figure out what he meant when I felt 6 sharp pains in my chest, I looked down to see darts.

"Fuck." I said before blacking out.

If you think that sounds bad then wait till I wake up, it gets even more fucked up than this.

Author: I really would like reviews for this story in particular because I really worked hard on this. Lol. Too much thinking. R & R people.