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Battle for truth Chapter 5

Deviation Actions

Published: Apr 5, 2014

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"I was bullied often at a young age and sometime during one fight I had gotten angry, because I learned they only beat me for the fun of it. I ended up beating three of them until I saw blood, the rest ran away. That was the end of my bullying, and ever since if someone even tried to bully me I ended up just embarrassing them with the simple flip of the finger." I demonstrated what I meant by lifting my middle finger. "Some point in the future I met the internet, which led to me meeting a lot of new people. Not too soon after that did I start to actually have friends for once, friends that really care. People at school started calling me a demon. Everyone respected me for having a brain, people would say I have entire designs on my head when I get an idea, not the bits and pieces. Sometime in high school I started to become more of a fighter, because the bully's started to come back. Not too long before I ended up here, I had to fight someone for messing with my brothers, even though I was younger than the guy I fought and ended up beating him."
"Sounds like when you fought back there it was almost abuse for anyone to fight you. Shred I sure am proud of you, not for what you did here, but I seems like you solved your own problems and that's hard to do." Anna said to me.
"Well it took a toll on me, my mental state had started deteriorating and had only been stable when I spoke to my online friends." I said. "But now I have to kill my friends... It's unfortunate."
"You mean that was one of them?" Anna gasped.
I nodded, "She was especially nice to me. Fuck it, I don't give shit, that piece of trash over there isn't her."

Anna's eyes had gotten wide, I didn't understand why, not until she pointed at me. I was cloaked in flame out of nowhere, but it was being created by my own body. The fire was burning me, like a device that betrays it's creator. The pain very quickly became overwhelming, and soon all I was able to see was pure darkness.
I guess I had been taken for surgery, because I found a scar that went across my chest. I could hear a conversation not too in the hallway, I thought I heard a voice say my name.
"He's a living time bomb." One voice said.
"I don't care, we aren't doing anything to him!" A second voice shouted.
"Whatever that thing is inside him, its not a cotton candy machine, that thing looks dangerous." The first voice explained.
"No!" The second voice was too angry to be willing to understand.
I stopped listening, I was sure they were speaking about me, but something else was bothering me. I could feel a thumping inside my chest, from what I know I don't have a heart.
"Of course you have a heart, it's just as black as the reaper's veil." A peculiar voice spoke to me, but it sounded as if it was inside me. "Sorry about not showing earlier, seemed like you knew what to do. Obviously not, so I'll just take over for a while now."
My body started to convulse and my spine felt like it was being torn apart. "I'm going to show you your real power Shred." The voice said.