Ficool
Home
/
The Low Road

The Low Road

classy_fied
7
chs / week
The average realized release rate over the past 30 days is 7 chs / week.
--
NOT RATINGS
98
Views
Synopsis
[beginningl laboratory voice notation #984673].....[click]............*COUGH*............ fuck........oh this isn't gonna stop bleeding, is it? shit......*groan*.......well, if I'm dying, I might as well get this rant off my chest, *ahem*, alright assholes, here's the truth, here's what you ignored on a daily basis because of your, "but WE'RE human." bullshit, surpisingly enough, to you anyway, this shit is pretty fucking obvious, but, regardless, there's only so long you can back an animal into a corner, only so long you can abuse and neglect it before it starts baring fangs at anything and everything that approach it, only so long you can treat it like a walking threat, like something to be feared and hated, before your words, your oh so "important" *COUGH*...hahahahaha....oh man, I can't believe I called you old fucks important, ah.....damn, laughing hurts, sorry, anyway, back to what I was saying, your opinions, yeah, the thing no one asks for, but the thing you keep repeatedly giving despite the groans and dirty looks pleading for you not to, mean absolutely jack fucking shit, and, well, when you force someone to grow up believing themselves to be a monster, when you call them that as they rip your throat out, *cough* karma *cough*, is it really THAT much of a surprise when they literally, physically, could NOT care any less? I personally don't think so, I mean, you pushed them again and again, why are you so surprised that they refuse to fall for your sake any further? take the high road you say, why? why should they do that? you "people" were high horse, stuck up assholes with superiority AND inferiority complexes, which, I mean, really, pick a fucking lane, Jesus Christ, anyway, fuck your high road. you want to treat non monsters like monsters? congrats, you made your own monster, enjoy not having any limbs, I sure fucking am! I mean really, there's a reason villains aren't born, they're made, some of ya'll really fucking suck, and ya ruin it for the rest of us. fucking hell........*COUGH*....*wheeze*......dammit. well, might as well finish the notation with what it's actually meant for, *sigh*.....subject 1, actually fuck your rules, VANESSA, DAUGHTER OF LYRA, has rightfully broken free using that power you greedy fucks fear, and want to own all for yourselves, shocker. I imagine she's coming for all of you, I know I would, I mean, with the shit you've put her through, I wouldn't be surprised if she burned this entire planet to the ground just to get to you revolting pieces of shit, you twisted, demented losers who think you're oh so special, and I'm seriously rooting for her, if I had arms or legs, I'd volunteer to help her mount your wrinkled ass heads to her wall, I'd even carry the ladder, hammer, AND nails MYSELF, fuck. you. [click] [notation ended, power to facility has been lost, all data is being logged and saved offsite in pre-designated admin terminals]
actionreincarnationr18overpoweredvillaintragedybetrayalrevengesmutkiller
Table of contents
VIEW MORE

Chapter 1 - an introduction

I didn't boast about my power.

I didn't hurt anybody.

I didn't offend, didn't insult, I didn't even jaywalk!

I tried to be good!

I tried to be normal!

I tried to be.......human.......

but, it didn't matter.

it never matters.

I thought to myself with rage fueling my veins, in place of the blood I'd lost.

the blood I'd willingly shed to protect the only person in any of my lives, that actually cared about me.

blood that I found out, was wasted, as she'd already been long dead.

I realized with horror and indescribable amounts of pain and emotion I'd never felt before, the darkest of depressions, loss, grief, wrath, fear.

abandonment.

I cried, roared, dropped to my knees and slammed my fists into the ground, cracking and bending the solid steel, reinforced flooring.

my tear covered eyes blurrily forcing me to see the lifeless, already decomposing body, of my own mother, of the one woman I'd met across lifetimes who actually loved ME.

who actually cared about who I really was.

I sobbed, inconsolable over the death of the only woman I'd ever call, or would ever call, mom.

"YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE SAFE!" I roared as my power flared around my body, its violent crimson red light further breaking and destroying the already burning lab.

"YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HERE!" I shrieked, my voice breaking as my clamped shut eyes exploded open and enveloped the room in a blinding red light.

"THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO PROTECT YOU!" I huffed, my entire being brimming with rage, wrath, fury, and most importantly, power.

the power to take the motherfuckers who locked me in here, tortured me, lied to me, and then betrayed me, killing my mother, and one by one, TEARING THEIR FUCKING HEADS OFF!!!

I resolved, surrounded in an aura of crimson death, of promised payback, of brutal, bloody revenge.

those fuckers were going to pay for what they'd done to me in this life, I was going to make sure of it, it was going to be the last mistake they ever made.

of that, I'm sure.

I swore to my very soul as I whipped my head and glared with glowing red eyes, at the last remaining camera, and to it, promised, "I hope you make this fun for me, I'm going to make it last, so do your best to run and hide cause I swear to fucking god, once I get my hands on you, they'll be finding pieces of you across the country for months, and you'll be alive for most of them." my voice echoed, its vibrations distorted with power and pain.

"I'm going to take everything from you, and then, and only then, will I painfully deny you the sweet release of death so that I may continue indulging in your blood curdling, agony filled screams." I warned as I raised my right hand, aimed, and blasted the camera out of existence in the blink of an eye.

Related Books