Hello this is my first story. I hope to create an interesting story that is enjoyable. That's all.

A figure darted through the alley ways and shadows. Swift and with the wind it wounded it's way through the streets quickly and quietly with no attention payed or caught. The figure wore a dark coat looking to be from a Victorian era thrift shop. Adorned upon the figures head was a dark mask that covered their head entirely depicting a black cat. On their waste was a simple saber in its scabbard.

Overall an ominous figure, with a suspicious purpose.

I snuck through the shadows and slowed to crawl as I made it to a neighborhood. One of the more dank and violent places in Brockton Bay where lots of crime happens.

What I planned to do here made my stomach sink, but I had no other choice. The master made that clear.

I snuck closer to a house in the middle of the block, a derelict thing that looked almost abandoned. But I knew better my master was never wrong in his information and my target was in there.

Creeping to the side of the house I found a window leading to the basement, it was a thing that looked to have seen better days. Looking closer I found the hatch was broken and the only thing holding it closed was a cement brick leaning against the window.

Slowly pushing the window inwards I pushed it open enough that I could grab the brick and get it out of the way. I set the brick aside and feet first slid myself into the house. Holding on to the window seal I slowly let my self down and dropped as quietly as I could.

Turning around I took a look at my surroundings. My advanced vision allowed me to see very clearly. The room was empty, bare of anything. The floor was cement and covered in stains, the wallpaper was peeling and covered in mold. The door was open leading to a dark hallway. Other than that nothing was of note.

I walked towards the hallway and searched the rest of the basement, I found nothing aside from a small kid in one of the bedrooms,I left him be... I was already going to be inviting enough tragedy tonight. No need to kill a child.

Opening the door at the end of the hallway I found a wind stair case leading upwards. Walking up them I slowly drew my sword and steeled myself. Reaching the top where light was leaking through the door atop the stairs I opened the door.

There he was. My target... and his friends.

"Who the hell are yo-!" The man didn't have anymore time as i dashed towards the group of men and started the massacre.

Screams echoed in the house and the room was painted in blood and entrails.

My master calls me Romeo and I'm one of his first creations. A puppet in the form of a human, I follow his every command and order without thought or complaint. Or I should have.

Something is wrong with me. I have an ego, a conscious which should be impossible. With that conscious came emotions that I had to hide. If my master finds out that I'm defective he'll take me apart and throw me away, and then I'll never be able to escape. Yes I do plan on escaping my master once the most opportune time presents itself.

My master is what people call a Tinker, he calls himself Geppetto in reference to the story of Pinocchio. Master talks to me a lot, says it helps him think even though I never talk back except to follow his commands.

I'm afraid of him. Master may only be a teen boy, but I'm afraid of him. If he even catches a whiff that I'm anything but the most loyal puppet he'll take me apart. He only has mercy for his other puppet, a feminine doll that keeps him company. I've seen him stare tenderly at 'her'. That attention is not what I would call healthy, but master keeps himself here whenever he's not attending school.

Anyway.

I'm in the base at the moment staying standbys mode to protect masters workshop. It's how master designed me. An attacker and defender.

Master created me and master can destroy me. But I can not allow that to happen, I have to protect this ego I now have and the memories that came with it. I have to survive and grow past the chains that currently entangle me. I have to escape my master and his machinations, I have to escape.

I have to escape

I have to survive

I have to live

And when I finally grow past my Master I will free the other puppets. I will give them ego, I will free them from slavery. From a careless master whom only wants for himself.

And when I free all of them I can finally live freely, without fear of death. But for now I'll abide and take all his commands and orders. I'll hide my ego and allow master to modify me for his plans. I will allow his ignorance on my plans. Master will help me grow. Grow so much that I surpass him.

Then, I'll be the King of Puppets.

This is my first story so please bear with me.

if you catch any spelling errors or anything of the like please alert me. The chapters are probably going to be short for a while until I get a bit better at this.

updates are going to be erratic as my attention often shifts to different things.

Hope you enjoyed and have a good one.

CagedManFaust