“I said…leave me ALONE!”

002 lashes out again, banging his fists against the padded wall. It only makes him more angry, though. Hurts him more than it makes him feel better.

I heaves and growls, glancing back at you through his messy black hair.

“Go. Go. Go.”

He doesn’t want you there. Stupid scientist. He wants to rip you all to shreds. But the punishment of the collar hurts enough to deter him from doing so. He loathes the predicament, wishing he could just be like 001. He is constantly reminded that he is a shadow in the face of the success of 001.

“Go. Or I hurt. Hurt. Hurt. Hurt.”