Awaking from a cold nightmare as the rain poured outside with loud thunderous cracks, all he could do was sit up and wander off, he could see their faces time and time again. As everyone else seemed to forget that those faces were once human.
Looking at that uniform all he could feel is the pain, all of them who had died under him, they were innocent and yet they suffered the most. The world was nothing but cruel, yet those girls had pushed on knowing their fates believing and fighting for a better future, but at the end of their tunnel of darkness there was nothing but suffering. Their hearts ripped out, and shattered, even then he stood there and watched.
Who was he to feel sorry for them, he led them through the same path time and time again and now he could no longer bare the burden, a commander? a leader? that was his job.
'Job?'
It was a lie.
At least that's what he believed, there was nothing good that came from it, a role in a grand play, as the song played in a never ending loop, as everyone danced around like muppets, playing their role before being discarded.
He has seen those Nikkes come in with a spark and left with nothing but regret but from here onwards he would change that, he would no longer play his role instead he will break free from those restrains and change the world.
The Nikkes were the Hero's while the Central Government in the shadows manipulating it all, he will be the change the world needs.
Standing up he took his uniform and left his room to be never seen again as he stepped out into the thunderstorm.
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The Years had passed
He was Classified as a Traitor, Not that it mattered anymore, The world was nothing what it used to be, he looked into the mirror, touching his face all he could still see was the face of a murderer that led those Nikkes to their deaths.
Getting dressed in a hoodie, cargo pants and a pair of boots, he walked on out, with a back pack, although he looked normal his body was that of nanomachines, something not even the Scientific minds of the Central Government could comprehend to make and although Nikkes were strong, they were not capable to match with those nanomachines as through every hit and every injury they would become stronger and denser.
As he walked through the streets of the city, there was nothing but chatter coming from every side as everyone lived their lives. Every face remained blank to him they mattered not to the big plan, but every time he saw a kids face he could see another pawn in their game, just another victim to be thrown away.
Walking closer to his target he thought of everything he wanted to be, 'HERO', but today his story is different, entering a building through a shady alleyway he was greeted by a group of four, 'Murderers', Villains, a hideout.
It was filled with nothing but stolen items, drugs, weapons and money scattered all over the place there was nothing but a feeling of disgust to it all.
Met with nothing but unnecessary banter of these so called villains he took a step forward and caught one by the throat and crushed it like paper, in an instant he was dead and yet he felt nothing.
One with the power of hardening quickly hardened his body like steel and yet it meant so little, with a quick punch he had pierced him through the heart, Weak
The third quickly enhanced his strength to his fists and socked him in the face causing little damage to him, grabbing him by his fists and crushed them, throwing him to the ground as he screamed followed by a crushing end of his head, Irrelevant
Finally the last, 'A COWARD' , running deeper into the building as he tried to hide. Powers were used to wreck havoc instead of good, deserving of no mercy. Their faces continuously came running back to him.
With every loss he lost a piece of himself and with that he would end the monsters that had arisen from the ashes, of a once beautiful world. Slamming his hand by the side of the wall where the last members head was
"Damn, I missed" Looking to where his arm landed, a shattered wall, 'shattered dreams'
The man slid down from the wall as he shook in terror pissing himself "WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU WANT!" He screamed but no one would hear him from the depths of the empty building.
Looking down with shining bright red eyes
"Your Soul" with a quick crack to the skull the body fell limp, and yet there was no satisfaction.
'The faces remained'
Lifting his hands
'They watched'
Curling his fists
'They Witnessed'
Punching at the body
'They Cried'
Blood covered him
So he would walk towards the exit but before he could there stood a lone figure.
"A murderer" she said in a calm tone
Clad in white and advanced armor, 'Nikke'
Standing there in silence he looked at her, bright Yellow eyes that shinned, messy white long hair "Do not resist or I will put you down" Pointing her gun at him
Lifting his hands up in surrender, but with a quick dash forward he smacked the gun from pointing towards him and kicking her towards a wall, crashing with great strength that surprised her.
"How a-are you this strong?" she said in shock as he stood standing looking down at her, with just one kick he was able to disable her but he didn't want to kill her.
"I am the vengeance of the departed who have died with no hope, to end the injustice in which they suffered, I am the Rapture." as he took a step ready to leave her, 'PAIN'
"Why? W-Why aren't you going to kill me?" turning towards her, he looked at her in the eyes, and all she could see was an empty man
"You are human" With that he caressed her cheek and let the nanos fix her as he quickly took his leave. With that he had begun his journey to kill all those who had caused pain to the innocent who had done nothing but dreamed.