This is a story I started to write, I'll try to keep it updated but since I rarely get time to write, it may be a while...read it if you want. I'm open to criticism but please keep it creative. “*Sigh* where to begin…?†“Just start at the beginning.†“Right…the beginning.†A long time ago, a secret project was commenced by the founder of the SOL. The Secret Overworld Liberation front that was to cover for all the expenses that were being secretly forwarded to a laboratory underground. The scientists brought there were working on, or I should rather say, forced to work on a project in which they combined Biotech weapons with deceased human beings. This project was called…DBW - Dead Bio Weapons, or what the scientists started calling it…Gaia. It was just so people wouldn’t feel like they died for nothing. Their bodies would go to a greater purpose when they died. But…they were too attached to the project that even the smallest glitch would send thousands of them into madness. We were loosing scientists by the hour so they created me…Eden. They said I would be their salvation. A way to put the wrongs right and let them begin anew with a different project. The only fault was…I couldn’t do much. They had forgotten, in all their eagerness to put Gaia behind them, to give me what most humans have. A heart. Soul, heart, inner essence, whatever you want to call it…I didn’t have it. For the entirety of what you could call my childhood was spent training and learning how to act human and kill the DBW’s. Unfortunately, an accident occurred the night of my nineteenth year of creation. Soldiers from the government came to check up on where exactly their money was going and I was trying to enjoy my day. I could feel their heartbeats through me as if they were my own. Oh, but don’t worry…I’ll tell the story better… Gaia Backlab “It’s raining again…†Eden surprised the black haired man sitting quietly at his desk over a computer screen, “Oh? How do you know?†Eden though the question was rather ridiculous but if he didn’t want to know, he wouldn’t have asked. “I can hear the rain hitting the roof and walls…it’s a…sad sound?†He turned slightly at his desk to look at the brown haired, red eyed girl sitting on a bed. The straps they’d used to tie her down when she was younger hung limply from the sides. It seemed so long ago that they’d had to restrain her. She was so little back then, he couldn’t fathom how she could’ve frightened them. “Are you guessing?†Eden jerked her head up toward him, blinked her blood red eyes and looked up at the ceiling. She knew above that ceiling, there was nothing but dirt and stone and then the headquarters of SOL. “No…it’s raining.†He turned fully to look at the girl he’d raised from a strange test tube baby, “I meant that you think it’s a sad sound. Do you think it’s sad, or is that just your programming telling you to believe it’s sad because that’s what a human would say?†Eden dropped her red eyes to her lap, her shrot brown hair falling around her face, “I’m not sure. I can’t tell the difference between my programming and what I think. It’s all the same to me now. Do you think I’d ever get to feel the rain?†The man ran a hand through his black hair and stood, “I don’t know for sure but I’d like to give that to you if I could. I wish you’d been born instead of created. Or at least created on the surface instead of down underground,†he slammed his fist down on the desk and her eyes flew to his face before dropping down to his hand, “You are…mad…because of me? I…I don’t understand.†He rushed over to her and cupped her face, “No, I’m not mad because of you. I’m mad because of those idiots and their, ‘we need to keep her secret until she’s ready’ bull. It’s not fair for a girl like you to be kept prisoner down here against her will!†Eden stood. Her lithe legs were long like the rest of her was well muscled and toned for battle with creatures that packed a lot of punch. “I don’t have a will. My will is your will. What my master desires so do I. That is how I was created. It’s a code written in my programming that tells me to do as the one who commands me wishes. If you do not want me to see the rain, then I do not want to see it.†His face pinched into a look of pure sorrow, “I’m sorry, Eden. I didn’t want you to turn out like this. Obeying your code is good and all but…I wish you could think on your own too.†Eden’s thoughts settled on that one wish her master wanted, “Think on my own…†she whispered to herself. “I wish…†he stood up as Eden started her own though, “I wish…I could…end the suffering of the ones who became DBW’s. I want to help them.†he suppressed the urge ot jump for joy, Eden had had her very first thought, “You can help them Eden! You can!†Eden stared up at her master, “How?†His face sobered, “Well, you’d have to kill them. The only way to ease suffering of that kind is to end what life we’ve given back to them.†Eden nodded slowly, letting her programming store his words into her databank as her primary mission. “Then…that is what I will do. To ease their suffering is to end their lives. Understood.†He sat down as she stalked out the door for the first time with full intent and knowledge of going to the surface and doing what she’d been created to do. “Uh…E-Eden…Eden! Eden!†Eden walked out to the lab and watched calmly as the soldiers she didn’t recognize hefted their weapons to their shoulders and took aim at her. A scientist reached out for the gun of the nearest soldier, “No, she’s one of us! Please!†The soldier smashed his face in with the butt of the rifle and re-aimed at her, “Look at her eyes! She’s not human! It’s another of those things! Quick, kill it before it can escape to the surface!†Eden had no clue what they meant by escape, she had full intent of leaving but if anyone was going to stop her…well, her programming calculated that no one would try to stop her. She was going to do her job. It was what they wanted. Bullets started flying past Eden’s face as she ducked quickly and flung out her leg in a sweeping motion to knock them off balance. As each soldier fell to the ground the scientists stared at her in awe, “Eden…? Where are you going?†Eden turned on her heel and waved goodbye to them, “My job.†It was all that was necessary to tell them. Her first impression of the SOL soldiers wasn’t a very good one so she made it her secondary objective to eliminate any and all SOL soldiers. Leaving the lab was harder than her programming had calculated. She had no map of the area and thus locating an exit was proving difficult. A nearby computer blinked on as her programming went wireless and activated a search for a map. Once she’d found the map, she scanned it and committed it to her databank. The nearest exit was on the top floor, where an elevator would take her up to the surface. “Hmm, seven floors to get through. All filled with security, SOL, and probably stray DBW’s that couldn’t get out.†Eden ran for the stairs, all quiet on this floor. Too bad the stairs weren’t connected to go all the way up to the top; she’d have to find the other stairs without setting off the alarms. Her programming added it up to the hard part to be…avoiding biohazards. Rounding the stairs, she spotted a group of SOL soldiers and slammed her back against the wall. Her breathing was elevated and only when her programming blinked that she would be out of their line of sight if she ran now did she run around the wall and slid behind a crate filled with something marked with a bold CAUTION sign. Eden waited until she figured the best time to glance around. Lifting her head above the box’s edge, four SOL soldiers caught the quick movement. “What was that?†“I don’t know. Check it out.†Eden silently scolded herself for being careless, pinpointed where they were by their voices and the sound of their boots on the metal floor coming closer to her from the northeast. Suddenly the footsteps stopped; it seemed illogical to Eden until she heard them speak again, “Whoa, trip wire. Wouldn’t want whatever this was connected too to fall on our heads.†“Heh, yeah, hey stand back, lets see what it is connected to.†Eden heard the trip wire’s *ping* and her programming quickly located the end of that wire. A crate located roughly above her head containing numerous toxic fluids. The result of this crashing on her head would end in numerous gashes in her skin as well as chemical burns and she would cease to exist. Death was almost a hundred percent if it fell on her. Eden didn’t want to risk dashing out of her cover and risk being seen but her odds against the soldiers were better than against something she couldn’t harm like the toxic. Quick as her body allowed, Eden dodged the falling crate and dived for the nearest wall to hide behind. Her bodysuit caught on a corner of a pipe and ripped. No matter how fast she ran now, the toxic in the crate would affect her through it’s fumes. Almost immediately she felt the fumes sear her skin where her suit had ripped open. Eden stifled a cry of pain, her red eyes watering, she ran for the stairs. Those two would die when they breathed it in. Although unscentable by normal humans, she wasn’t normal. Biogenetically enhanced she could scent the fumes until the stair door was safely shut behind her and she was halfway up the stairs. “Two floors down, five more to go.†Eden continued up the stairs and through the open door until she spotted four SOL soldiers rounding a corner coming toward her and a single guard of the Gaia labs turning another coming toward her too. “Odds are, someone won’t survive.†The Gaia guards were her protection; if the SOL soldiers fired in the small enclosure, a stray bullet would definitely hit him. The SOL soldiers spotted the guard and Eden bolted from the wall at them. “Hey!†the soldiers hefted their weapons to their shoulders and took aim at the guard as Eden slid under their line of sight and jumped up in front of them, “Salutations and farewell.†They hesitated as her red eyes glowed in front of their faces and she took advantage of their hesitation to snap their rifles from their hands and dismantle them. Even faster, her hands blocked their deft punches and slammed her fist into one’s nose. It cracked and broke off to the side under the force and she leaned sideways and kicked the other soldiers’ stomach, cracking two ribs and flinging him to the ground. With the soldiers dazed, bleeding and unconscious she ran back toward the Gaia guard, grabbed his sleeve and pulled him upward to the stairs. Gaia Laboratories - Floor Five Eden dragged the guard along until he panted and tripped. Setting him down carefully, she examined the hole in her bodysuit and the burn from the toxic fumes. The first and second layer of skin were gone; she was bleeding heavily, as noted by her scanners that the massive blood loss would slow her progress and if she didn’t get immediate medical help within the next four hours she would probably die. The guard caught his breath while she had stopped and gingerly touched her wound. “Hey, that looks pretty bad. Why don’t we get you back to the labs and they can fix you up.†Eden laughed sharply, “Don’t be illogical. I’ll be fine for the next four hours. It’s you I now have to worry about.†He gave her a stupefied look with his big blue eyes and she looked through her programming to explain to him, “I would have made it out of here without complications if you hadn’t been so illogical in your routes. Did you have to take this floor tonight? Couldn’t you have inquired about a day of relief?†He blinked stupidly at her and shook his head of brown hair slowly, “Complications? Illogical? Inquired, relief? You must be Eden, the girl who’s supposed to eliminate the DBW’s. I forgot you were still down here. I’ve heard about you,†he gave her a once over, taking in her tight bodysuit and the bloody burn in her side, “Um, aren’t you supposed to be…I don’t know…a little older?†It was Eden’s turn to blink dumbly at him, “Older? I’ve been here nineteen cycles. How long have you been here?†He shook his head, “Cycles? Wow, you really do speak differently than we do. I suppose the other rumors were true too, huh?†Eden stood and peaked out the stair door, “The third floor up. I’ve never seen this floor. Hmm,†she checked her map again, “The map is a little outdated. Doesn’t matter, I’ll have to make due.†The guard watched the girl’s red eyes glaze over and flick quickly around as if she were seeing something he couldn’t but when she spoke of a map, he unconsciously touched his PDA. “Um, when you say you’ll have to make due, you don’t mean that you’re going to leave me? I didn’t know the SOL soldiers would be here. Why are they here? It looks like they’re looking for something.†Eden focused back on him, tossing aside the map in her data bank, “Yes, they are under orders to eliminate any and all DBW’s before they get to the surface.†He moved up on the stairs next to her, “Isn’t that your job?†Eden took hold of a piece of his uniform and ripped it off, “Yes, but they thought I was a DBW when they saw me so I’m on their radar now. I’ll have to be even more careful than before; you stay here.†His eyes widened in the corner of her eye but she didn’t turn to look at him, “Someone will come for you, just stay here and I’ll go on as if I’d never met you.†He gripped her arm tightly as she tied the strip around her burn and around her waist, “You can’t leave me here! Eden, aren’t you supposed to protect others? C’mon, you can’t be that callous as to leave me here when the SOL is still here.†Eden didn’t know how to be callous, “Callous?†she said with bewilderment, “Who are you? Don’t you know anything about me? I thought all the scientists had informed the guards about me so I could safely move from area to area of the labs.†He turned a bright red, which continued to fascinate Eden. “Uh, n-no, I didn’t mean…I…†he stood straighter as she continued to stare at him with those blood red eyes, “Ahem, let me introduce myself. I am Captain Samuel Valentine of the E.D.D. We¾†Eden raised her hand and he cut off as she tapped her chin and her eyes had glazed over again, “Captain of the E.D.D. Samuel Valentine,†she pronounced his name with perfect clarity and enunciation that he felt embarrassed, “E.D.D. - Emergency Dispatch District. A division specializing in emergency recovering and aid. Combat skills are limited to only firearms. Physical capabilities…25% hand to hand combat…†She focused on him and frowned, “Close quarters like this do not help my decision in taking you along. You’d be virtually useless. You have been Captain for nearly three years; you are a well-seasoned soldier but I still do not require your type of services.†Sam ran his hand through his hair and shifted his rifle in the crook of his arm, “But I do have, what was it? 25% in hand to hand combat so I can be helpful, right?†Eden pinched the bridge of her nose, “I can’t say for sure but my best estimate is…no.†Sam shook off her rejection, “I’m coming whether you like it or not.†Eden could see an option of leaving him here so she nodded, “Just as long as you don’t get in my way. Let me handle all the fighting and any computer initiatives.†Sam nodded, glad to at least be going with her. Eden peeked out the door, seeing no SOL soldiers, she walked out into the open with Sam trailing behind her. He whispered, “How do you know which way to go?†Eden shrugged, “I don’t, not on this floor, otherwise my internal databank would have a map of the floor and I’d follow that.†He barely understood but nodded anyway, “Okay, so why do you want to leave?†She stopped walking and turned to glare at him, “My job. I’ve already told you this information. Anyways, I’m tired of being told what to do down here. It’s time I left.†Eden quickly ran with Sam following hard on her heels through the next few floors without being seen. Gaia Laboratories - Floor Two Eden stopped and signaled for Sam to halt with an upraised closed fist. He whispered into her ear, “What is it?†Eden motioned to the SOL soldiers, “SOL. They’ve been looking for me and now you. In order to make it to the last floor, we’ll need to get past them.†The stairs was behind the line of SOL soldiers. Eden tapped Sam’s shoulder to make him stay where he was and snuck around the boxes. Bracing herself she flipped over the boxes and landed behind the soldiers. These soldiers’ weapons were much more technical and complex. She hit one soldier’s rifle toward the roof and elbowed him in the stomach as she flung out her leg and struck another’s knees, forcing his legs out from underneath him. The other soldiers aimed their rifles at her and she propelled her body in a backwards flip over the soldier she’d elbowed. Sam hefted a sniper rifle he’d picked up and steadied it on the box, “Hold your breath,†he coached himself and took a shot. The long sniper bullet ripped through one soldier’s body, giving Eden time to roundhouse kick the elbowed soldier and dash at the remaining two. Boxing one’s ears, she stole his rifle and slammed the butt of it into the other soldier’s head, knocking him unconscious. Sam shot her a thumbs up and she blinked. Picking up his signs of encouragement was proving difficult for her. She retrieved her map and rotated through the next floor, the final floor. Sam came up next to her and reloaded his sniper rifle, “So, last floor huh?†Eden tilted her head to the side, “I don’t understand.†He scowled, his rifle was jammed, making it hard to reload quickly as she moved to open the door. Eden rested her hand on the door lightly, “It’s nothing but an empty area. Whatever’s waiting for us in there will probably be dangerous. You should stay here.†Sam shook his head, “No way. I’ve served as a captain in the guard and I will not run from a challenge. We’ll go together. Kay, Eden?†His smile was radiant but Eden wasn’t really paying attention. Her thermal scans showed a single life form in the next room. Gaia Laboratory: Floor One Eden pushed open the door with the rifle she’d taken from the soldier. Inside a man stood with his back to them. Sam looked around theroom while Eden watched the man carefully. Her red eyes examined him, her thermal visor told her the only heat on him was his right arm. He turned slowly, “Hello Eden…†Eden narrowed her eyes and Sam lifted his rifle, “Who are you?†He didn’t look at Sam. His bright blue eyes were riveted on Eden. Eden studied his appearance; he wore a brown cloak and leather gloves, dark black jeans and boots. His face was corpse white, blue lipped and pale blonde hair. Eden ran a personnel search. She smiled and half looked at him and half at his record, “Mr. Adam Johnson I presume. Figures. A DBW would try to buy his dead friends a little time to hide themselves before their killer came out to hunt them.†Adam smiled, “Well done Eden. You do know your stuff. So tell me…why of all days do you have to decide to do your job?†Eden looked at Sam, “Stand back.†Sam nodded and took five steps backwards. Eden stepped toward him, “I had an epiphany. My orders are simple and clear, directly from The Doctor himself.†Adam tilted his head, “Oh? And what might those orders be?†Eden set her rifle down on the floor, “That I think for myself."
Best movie ever!! Uh Edward Scissorhands that is. Read Twilight, saw the movies, overall opinon....LAME! No vampire has the right to be that freaking sappy and self-loathing! Not on my watch. Vampires like Dracula are freaking cool and Twilight vamps give them a bad name.
Garth stopped, "They have to. They're assassins. Their network of information must have told them something. If not, then that's two less we have to worry about." Reaper felt warm, "Speaking of stuff you don't like. Um, about th-that kiss...I..." He hesitated, not knowing how to explain. He never stuttered when he spoke so his voice must have sounded wierd to her.
Reaper took slow shallow breaths to minimize pain, "I'm doin as good as one can after being stabbed. At least we're alive, right? What do you think they're going to do with us?" Garth ran his hand through his hazel hair, "If they don't break, they'll never leave." Garth left, walking back to his rooms, "If they don't break, I'll kill Zane to make her break. If him being hurt made her come after him, risk her life for him, she'll break."
I know what you mean. 3D always makes me increadibly dizzy. I watched a movie in 3D that was about the future and what the animals would look like and as they were flying over a wide tundra, I had to close my eyes and try not to throw up. It's not really worth it. If you get sick from it, I mean. If you don't consider yourself lucky and do it.
Reaper heard Mya's voice through the wall, "Mya?" For once he didn't mind that she used his real name. He pressed his ear to the wall, "Mya is that you? Are you okay?" Garth took a step back from Havoc, "Personal space Havoc, we've been over this. The female will not get the better of us the next time. You have my permission to interrogate her at anytime. I'll handle Zane." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Perhaps we can force the girl to make sense of the clues. She did come for him. She might cave if we continue to hurt him."
Garth sighed, "What is your plans with the assassin girl? She doesn't seem like that much of a threat and probably knows little about what we're looking for. Much less than Zane." Reaper woke slowly and painfully. He sat up quickly and nearly passed out from the blinding pain in his gut. "Son of a..." He sat up slower this time and looked around, "Mya." He jumped from the bed and rattled the doorknob, "Hey, let me outta here!"
OOC: Sorry I had pep band. BIC: Garth and his guards walked back to his home and placed each of them in separate rooms. With outside locks on the doors and guards posted at their doors. Garth got his neck looked at and bandaged up. He watched with a silent anger at Havoc as he got stitched up.
Reaper couldn't speak. He moved lower and kissed her lips. Garth signaled for them to pick them up. Hauling the two apart, they carried them back to Garth's home. Garth pulled one off to the side, "Summon a medic. I don't want either of them to die. If they die so will you." The guard's eyes widened, nodded, and ran off.
Reaper pulled her against him, "I won't let you die..." Reaper pressed his cold lips to her forehead. Garth shoved Havoc back, away from them, "You do that and we lose any information they may be retaining about the pieces of Eden! Damn you, control your temper! Those pieces are more important than some grudge you have against them." Garth summoned a few guards and had them move to pick them up.
OOC: hey dbm is it okay if Xenree uses dark corridors instead of a gummie ship?
Xenree laughed. "O-okay that's enough!" she said between laughs. When the flames died down, a purple pentagram was etched into the back of her hand underneath her glove. She could feel the warmth of it. Flexing her hand she gave Mage a grin, "I'm not sure what all those words meant but I don't appear to be hurt. In fact," she jumped a bit and summoned both her Keyblades, "I feel kinda good." Dark Void and her normal dark Keyblade clashed with different variations of darkness. They disappeared in waves of darkness and she lifted her palm out to the open space before them, "I guess this is good bye, then."
Hmm so I can't really expect that day to be tomorrow can I? That's a better five than what I can come up with. I have noticed a lot of people just stopping and reading but never posting. That's fine. I'm not saying they should, I mean, who would want to talk to a girl who tried to kill herself? It's just too depressing I guess. I do feel a bit better though. Sitting in my own pool of self-pity isn't going to make things better. It's easy to sink down but harder to climb out. I don't think I'll get used to the light though. I'm accustomed to the darkness by now and the light kind of hurts.
Garth grinned and paid no attention to Reaper as he struggled with his cold body to move, if even closer to Mya, to protect her. Reaper shifted his wieght, summoning strength to stand and gripped Garth's arm, "L-l-leave 'er al-alone!" Garth jumped in surprise, "Zane! But how...!?" Reaper moved on to Havoc, with the last of his strenght, he pulled him and his sword from Mya and threw him back into Garth. Reaper fell to his knees before Mya, he gave her a smile, "I told you I'd protect you...didn't I?"
Name five. Family doesn't count, of course they love me, I'm their daughter. How will I know when I'm ready. I don't think I ever want to come out of this dark room. Leaving means I have to find a way to deal with everything else. I don't have a way to do that.
The shot hit Garth in his neck. Blood gurgled from him and he pressed his hand to it, straining to speak, "The little ***** shot me! I want her head, NOW! I would've let you live you little brat, but now you've sealed your fate!" The color faded from his face and he threw the picture necklace down on the ground. Reaper came around, feeling cold everywhere. He struggled to open his eyes. When he did, he saw Garth smash the picture necklace he'd hidden from everyone under his armor and clothes. His heart shattered as the little glass broke under Garth's boot. He wanted to get up but the best he could do was blink away the burning sensation in his eyes. He tried to speak but all that came out was a bubble of fresh blood.
Doesn't that just make it worse? If I'd never brought it up, I'd still be Twilight_Nobody13, but now I'm Twilight_Nobody13 the girl who wants to die. I've ended up creating a label for myself. I was taught running away isn't the answer to your problems. I just can't find the answer to this one. My friend isn't going to be here next time. He's gone more frequently because of school and I can't even hold it together to make it through a single class. It isn't fair that I've become that person. I don't understand why I have to go through this. I've never raised my voice to anyone no matter how mad they make me. I just can't seem to find the courage or enough motivation to kill myself, or attempt to, again.
Garth nodded, "I'm sorry little one, you can have his lifeless body back when I kill him though. I have no use for another corpse. Though," he glanced at Zane's bleeding body on the ground, "If he dies here, because of you. You'll become our pet and answer all our questions. I'm sure Havoc would have fun interrogating you since he does seem to have quite an interest in you." Garth knelt next to Reaper's body and brushed the hair away from his face. Blood still leaked from the corner of his mouth, "He used to be such a good child. Oh well." He tore off the hidden necklace Reaper wore with the last picture of a little blonde haired girl hanging off of Reaper when he was a young boy.
I don't know. If I'm supposed to know I don't. Breaking away is a lot easier said than done. It's like a room with no windows or doors and to be honest I'm scared. I don't want to go to Hell, I know what it is, I've talked to a great many people about it. I don't want to go there but isn't it best for someone who already lives in a type of Hell to end up there? Like the title says, I just want to be done. Simply cease to exist, no matter where I end up in the aftermath. I've had that pounded into me, that that's who I am. The last thread of life that lingers on the sissors of death, waiting. My friend may have seen something in me but I don't. He's not around all the time to stop me. If I break down again and he's not there, that's the end of it. There's only two things in life that scare me: spiders and death. I don't know what lies beyond and I don't like forgetting the things I know and people I've met.
That's an awfully brave thing of you to say and post as a VM. I'm not so sure I can promise the same. I don't know whether to be grateful or...
