It was early in the morning, Micheal was in his bed chilling, listening to some classics from the 90s *summer of 69* ; Micheal is a 17 year old boy, his parents was out of town due to their line of work.. they left Michael home alone for a few days, Micheal being Micheal, chilling under his bedsheet due to the cold waether was texting his highschool sweetheart completely forgetting the most important meal of the day, a few minutes later that cold morning.. he heard a loud cracking sound downstairs coming from the kitchen "was" it, a raccoon or did his parent suddenly come back.. ideas came rushing through his mind, and the noise became louder and louder, he couldn't take it anymore and went to check it out, slowly walking down the stairs as the noise became louder and louder.. he finally saw what "it" was, a huge demon like shadow, Micheal heart beat increase.. chills went down his spine..

He ran up the stairs like a mad man to his bedroom and locked the door, he felt as if his whole body was heavy as he got a panic attack, sweating rapidly, all of a sudden he hears a knock on his door "knock knock knock".. the demon like shadow blew open the door as Michael froze up from fear and terror.. but not for long.. the shadow kicked down the door and immediately jumpscard Michael, he woke up in a mental hospital, and he sigh.. realizing he never had a family and a sweetheart to begin with..

Because his been alone all his life and constantly getting terrifying nightmare's each time he closes his eyes; he tried taking his life several times, but to no avail... A powerful force brings him back to life always, but the side effect... He becomes more of a psychopath each time he dies and come back, his eyes of those of a monster, he barely ate.. his skin pale as milk, can count the ribs underneath his skin..

tired and hateful towards life, cursing himself for failing to die each time, but little did anyone know.. Micheal was plotting something, something that will change everything..

On his final suicide attempt on an October night, he died by consuming 10,000mg of penicillin.. only for a few minutes before he came back loosing his sanity completely going on a killing spree.. he massacred the whole facility he was locked up in, blood everywhere, heads rolling on the floor, killing everyone with an axe that's used incase of a fire emergency.. the security team shot at him, the bullets piercing his body, instantly regenerating as he sliced everyone's limbs and heads of like a hot knife in butter.

As Michaelslow started to gain some of his sanity back, realizing what he has done.. he looked around with emotionless, not giving a fuck just yet, he noticed a doctor laying in a pool of blood, alive but terrified.. before his final kill he asked the doctor.. what is this place... ? Giving a cold stare

The doctor replied: it's a secret underground facility that does genetic research..

Michael: isn't this a mental hospital, he shouted! Answer me now !! As he get in position to kill the doctor. blood dripping from the edge of the axe.

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Doctor: *crying and laughing in a twisted way* he answer's.. No.. it's not, you people a nothing more than tool's to be used, this facility was created as a top secret project to force human evolution to the next level to survive the crisis the world is facing... mere lambs like you are by products of something more grand that you can ever imagine.. even if you destroy this facility were just a branch out of 4 main one's.. you on the other hand.. you're somewhat special speciment:00666, you're the first of your kind haha, to not die after being shot by all those soldier's, we've finally had a small breakthrough after the world fell into chaos...

Before the doctor was able to say his final words Michael chopped his head off as it went flying, his white blondish hair falling into the pool of blood left from the massacre that went on that night..

Michael: I've been used all this time.. thinking that I was crazy, i know I wasn't normal but to think that I wasn't human.. ? no wonder I couldn't die after all those attempts.. what, who am I exactly, with a sad expression yet confused..

He made his way out of the facility, taking a big bag of food and water and some military supplies such as a torch, some battery's, military combat suit and two pistol, one shotgun and two combat knifes and some spare cloth..

He made his way out using the vent, leading him on top of a mountain, waht he saw was something his only dreamt of.. seeing the blue sky and the vast jungle infront of him he was speechless and he set of to find shelter and a temporary place to lay low.. due to being exceptional gifted due to the experiments, his full potential was slowly coming out.. knowing he might be tracked down he made sure there wasn't any chip inserted in his body using the metal detector he got from the military pack he has with him, finding the chip behind his ear he cut it open and removed it, his flesh regenerated right after.

He made his way through the dense forest which he assumed might be dangerous animals like those he had seen in books at the facility when he was a child but to his surprise.. there were non, he said to him self, it's quite just too quite.. as he walked in deeper and deeper he noticed that there was alot of skeletal remains with thick vegetation growing on them, he pushed through and kept walking till he reached the edge of a cliff, two metres away he notice a human figure laying in the floor wearing some kind of suit but the helmet was shattered and the body seemed to have been here for a good 2-3 years, he assumed due to the state the suit was in and the body having been perfectly decay.

He searched the suit and fround a map of the area wth some part being damaged, and a recording of the mans last dying message..

*Beeb* hey my name is Robert Walker, this is my final message, my helmet is broken and I don't have long to live, the air here is poisonous.. Im a doctor in the department of genetics that was working on the falcon project to create a super and superior specie to face the global crisis were currently facing.. after working for 10 years with the UNS (united Nation survival) I couldn't take it anymore.. *breathing loudly* those poor child having been force this fate upon them, taken from there home and enduring those experiments day in day out and memory wiped each time... To my former family and my lil girl who was also taken by the UNS, Im sorry.. *beeep*

Now he knows the reason why the man died and why he saw alot of skeletal remains in the forest, the whole place has poisonous gass and the only reason his alive is because of his undying body..

But this message.. taken from our homes, memory wipe?