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Untamed Gale Belle
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"I'm a FREAK, I'm a MUTANT, I'm a MONSTER, all my memories are FAKE, I'm not even on the planet I thought I was raised on, I...I just...I can't..."
I break. Hard. Emotions hit me like a truck, and I fold to the floor. I don't even fight the tears that come.
"I never asked for this, I never once asked for this, oh god..."
Leona is silent, leaving me to my heaves and sobs. Everything just hits me at once. I'm alone. Everyone I ever knew or met doesn't even exist. They were just parts of a computer program. All my memories are fake. I know nothing of my past, my REAL past. Maybe she's right, maybe all I am is a weapon, meant to destroy and kill. Maybe that's the only thing I'm good for. And then I feel something I haven't felt, haven't TRULY felt before.
Fear. Fear of my existence. Of my purpose. Am I really a monster? I've killed...and I felt no remorse. And it felt -good-. Like an ecstatic high. My stomach lurches, threatening to expel whatever it holds at this thought. And so I weep. I weep and mourn for a life that never should have been.
And then the silence is broken.
"I'm...sorry. I didn't...I didn't mean to...look, there might be a...another way. One that wouldn't result in either of us being killed."
"*hic*Why would you f-fuckin' care about me. I'm just a f-fuckin' clone like you said, a monster, a living w-weapon, my l-life ain't worth shit t'anyone."
"I wasn't...thinking. I've been here for five years...that's a lot of time to let your anger and hatred get the best of you...I...you're not a monster, okay? You're...gifted. Look, everything has a reason to happen in the grand scheme of things. God or Fate or whoever wouldn't have let you come to be if there wasn't a reason for your existence. And well...even if you're a clone, you're still...blood. You may not have come from my loins but...hell...you're the closest thing to kin I have in the place right now. I'm the closest thing to kin you have right now."
"Y'really think that, huh?"
"I wasn't always like this, Chloe. They've made me jaded and bitter, turned me into a giant supercomputer against my will. They've made you into their own personal sideshow experiment. Neither of us is the bad guy here. If we want to survive, if we BOTH want to survive...we're going to have to trust each other. So lets...try this again but with less emotion this time, okay?"
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