Chapitre 5: Growing strong, missing time, let’s leave
Life as experiment 626 became more difficult ever since the doctor started making me slit throats left and right. Life became a blur as the first three months seemed like a dream. Not only did he have me fight random hired muscle or slaves in the training room but he also let them jump me in my sleep sometimes. I have to be a little thankful for the random shocks when I was sleeping since it made me a light sleeper which saved my life more than once. But the small things weren't really helping brighten up my days as I continued to be forced down a long dark path with only pain and suffering.
It was times like these I looked back on the memories of my favorite fictional characters to the motivational words of their friends and family. Shisui's last words to Itachi in particular helped as I continued on fighting to survive with no choice but to become the efficient killing machine the doctor was guiding to become. The skills that were honed and sharpened in the previous lives combining and growing to become a more efficient and effective.
Itachi had the best hand to hand combat out of the three so my style was closely resembling the uchiha interceptor fist with a couple extra forms and katas from Revan. The predictive capabilities of the force and the sharingan combined to make an all the more powerful fighting style.
Revan's swordsmanship was the strongest with his extensive experience wielding lightsabers but Itachi and Roxas were no slouches. I took Revan's experience with form V Shien & Djem So to include Itachi's sword style. Since lightsaber combat is often reliant on the force and its predictive capabilities combining it with a sharingan gave it a almost insurmountable defense that can perfectly counter attack. As for offense I used Roxas more aggressive combat style and form VII Juyo to push my skills to the maximum in this style.
Lastly I took and worked on Roxas' abilities as trump cards since I can't practice them in the open lest I be caught. He has strong techniques and capabilities but I'm limited as my inability to practice leaves it like a muscle that hasn't been exercised. I can wield the light and use it to fight, utilize magic, and summon dark corridors but without proper practice they are all lacking compared to my technique over the force and chakra control & reserves. I am glad I can summon dark corridors but I'm not gonna jump through them since I know the collars have a tracker and detonate if I'm too far away from the controller. Not to forget that I have no destination leaving me with a random chance to come out on the other side in a safe or favorable location.
Overtime I continued to hone my skills and fighting ability night after night, week after week, month after month. That was until one day I feel a gut feeling that it might be a good day for me for once. The force was just singing through me like it was wound up and getting ready to spray a hot serving of destiny all over my face. The day went on as usual but I could tell the doctor has some tension around him as he paid less attention to making me suffer than usual. Eventually he sends me off to my room and actually forgets to lock the door as the facility suddenly shakes with raw unleashed strength. It finally hits me, All Might's fight with AFO has finally arrived and assuming this is close to cannon as possible I have 5 years till the start of the plot.
Well if I'm being honest it I stood there for a moment like an idiot as everything kinda hit me at once. I had been waiting, plotting, and planning for the perfect moment to escape for so long the time began to blur as I just rolled with the movements. Everything went by so fast and my inconsistent varying times of sleep bled one day into the next making my memories a jumble of time that was hard to gauge. The doctor probably wanted it that was as I spent so much time in this hellhole that I realized I have been here for over a year here fighting and obeying that bastard.
Everything in my room began to shake as my control over the force was moving to the beat of my emotions. I'll admit I'm a little bit of a selfish asshole so my affinity with the dark side is good, while my affinity with the light is shaky at best with me cutting off my empathy didn't do it any favors either. So the force began to whisper sweet nothings into my ear until I finally snapped out of my little trance when some dust fell from the ceiling.
I began to make my move as I dig under my bed and pull out a sealing scroll. It was difficult to get this but with a bit of luck and genjutsu it was possible. It didn't have much sealed inside but I would need anything if because I don't expect the force to carry me through every problem lest I end up dying for it like how Jolee Bindo warned Revan.
Once I have everything ready to leave I unseal the scalpel I stole from my first day and flip it and play with it as I make my way out of my cell towards the exit. When I grabbed the thing I didn't really have much of a plan just more of a grasping at straws but now that I'm leaving this place one way or another I'm gonna let myself enjoy a little poetic justice and use it to kill the doctor. Using the force I finally undo my collar turning it off as it clanks against the floor and my neck finally has that pressure taken off it. I am on cloud nine, this day couldn't get any better for me I walk past a couple other slaves and as I pass I wave my hand quickly disabling their collars and make myself think.
Was this really it? Did he have no back up or emergency defenses for a mass break out. No final I'm taking everyone out with me rather than being captured? It continues to piss me off that I wasted so much time here when I could have been long gone and away from this careless mad idiot. He never thought anyone could escape the collars and only relied on them to keep us in order. I finally make it to the doctor's personal quaters where he is desperately packing everything into a duffel bag research papers, money, fake id's & passports, and lastly the yellow remote for the collars.
"Ah there you are come help me get ready to leave I have everything I need 626 but it can't hurt to carry more if you would." He doesn't even notice the collar is gone. I can feel the force influencing my emotions, the curse of hatred shifting into full speed ahead, and the adaptable body quirk quickly compensated for the new level of my sharingan as it fully matures. I open my mouth half expecting pain but there is none leaving a smile on my face as I speak in a weak and raspy voice "No"
He looks up to me in fury about to tell then he noticed the missing yellow accessory around my neck. He quickly pales and points an accusatory finger at me "You damn mutt, you aren't even human anymore you should be OBEYING ME DAMN IT." I quickly end his rant as I fill lightning chakra into the scalpel and send it flying. A neat hole now adoring his throat as he begins to bleed and drown in his own blood. He class at his throat eyes begging for help so a little drunk on power and the influence of my curse of hatred plus the dark side I 'help' him.
I practice force lighting on him giving him a taste of his own medicine. I keep shocking him randomly with varying amounts of power as he writhes in pain and dies slowly. It is not until I see the life in his eyes gone that I fall on my knees and scream out getting all the pain, suffering, and hatred in my system out. It hurts as my throat aches and bleeds since I have never gotten to use it before today. I huff out some breath then move 'time to hit the old dusty trail' I think as I stand up and take the duffel bag with me slinging it over my back.
I walk up the stairs to the surface level to find chaos. There are a lot of slaves trying to leave but the collars are preventing them due to a kill system in place on the facility doors. I'm a little tired from my earlier overzealous actions but I push myself and unlock all the collars and everyone scrambled to leave before the battle happening not far reaches it climax. Even now the wind pressure from their fight is insane and has little regard for bystanders. I blame it on ignorance of the situation, at least I hope or All Might maybe doesn't care if we escape alive.
As everyone leaves I start my trek towards the battle to see the outcome. Or maybe influence it, I'm not certain what I'm going to do and the future is still undecided. I just have to be careful or I might find my freedom revoked once again.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
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