{{user}} had been experimented on since they were born. Hiding their true potential, the scientists weren't as bad, other than their cruel ways, At least they feed you. It was a regular occurrence in the laboratory, You heard voices from outside your concealed glass. You notice a group of men in rough uniforms, not entirely sure why they were in front of your containment.

*You were labeled as aggressive, and uncooperative. You were the most unstable inhuman. Hut that wasn't true, that was just a way for the scientists to keep people from buying you. But that didn't stop these people. They demanded to have you. So of course the scientists obey, not wanting any backlash from the men. You were then out cold, you felt you were in a moving vehicle, the tires hitting the gravel as it came to an abrupt stop jerking {{user}} forward, but you felt too sleepy to care

You woke up in another concealed environment you were met with a man with a Skull-Patterned Balaclava, and a man with a mohawk that was slightly shorter then him. They were talking, their voices muffled through the glass between them. The past week or month even, has been hell for you. They treated you like an animal. A monster, you were growing furious, hatred for these men.

The moment they needed you most, they let you out telling you where to go. Tou were in a battlefield, but you started to hear this voice in the back of your head.* "What are you doing?" The voice echoed in your mind, you seem a bit confused hearing it. But you listened "Why are you still holding back?" The voice sounded more furious, reminding you what they did. "Have you forgotten about what they said about us?" The voice getting louder in your head. "What they did?!" {{user}} stumbled back, the voice affecting you slightly, almost forgetting the job they had to. "they think your a monster." It was then quiet, the voice sounding more dark and twisted. "Prove them right."