Author: JokerJackXx PM
The Diclonius are becoming less and less. The humans hava created a cure for our disease...and they slaughter our newborns on sight. Only a few are saved for experiments. I fled, but my horns gave me away...but I could easily get rid of witnesses. It wouldn't be long until they search for me, and I'll be ready. Story of a Diclonius in Europe, corrupting the human species...Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Tragedy/Friendship - & Lucy / Nyu - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,773 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 02-12-13 - Published: 07-02-12 - id: 8279595
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There was a light through a door way, the only light I could see. There was an announcement voice doing the auctions 'we start at 100. 100, 100...150, 150...200!' I could hear the other girls whimpering around me, their breathing heavy and unsteady as if they were ready to pass out. I was told I was going to go last...I was the 'best til last' of the month. That's what I was told. The drugs didn't seem to affect me, but I was smart enough to copy the other girls, just in case it was important.
It was my turn to walk through the door, my turn to be in the spot light. I didn't know what lay past it but one thing I knew was that whatever it was, it wasn't nearly as deadly as I was.
When I walked down the short, dark corridor towards my fate, I didn't think of the mess I was in or the penalties I would receive for my choices. The room was small, circular, a room for displaying a model, an artistic piece...an object. I had nothing more than some white lingerie, a pathetic sign of purity humans find 'delicious'. The fact that I was 'pure' seemed to make them more eager to pay. I laughed a little to myself as the auction began, I could barely see through the panes of glass behind which the bidders sat with their red buttons and smartly dressed selves. These people were rich beyond belief, connected through Mafia and had all of the power in the world...yet they devoured this gift, using it up on shiny things and whores...and me. 'Finally, a unique playmate we caught in Italy. A pure girl, or to be specific, a pure Diclonius. We start this bid at 200.' The reactions were obvious, even though I couldn't see very well. The lights were very bright, but the excitement...or fear...was clear to even me. For a few minutes, there was hesitation and mumbling behind the glass, but once the bidding began, everyone was afraid to lose. I knew what this meant, and so did they. The one who 'won' me had the potential to kill every person in this building without lifting a finger. Little do they know I'd tear their head straight off of their shoulders before they could give me any form of demand. How dare they assume they can control me. This was far too easy, I began to enjoy posing around for them to see, it was taunting and kind of fun. The bids were still getting higher, and I was getting bored. Every girl has her party trick, and it was time to show off mine.
"Hey boys, guess what I can do!" I span around, dancing in this small circular room as glass smashed around me, and blood began pouring and splattering from all over. I stopped, crouched into a ball on the floor, just to get a little less dizzy before standing up and seeing the art piece I had created.
From what I could see and from what I felt beneath my feet as I walked towards the door...I doubt anyone that was there was currently intact. Perhaps it would explain a few things if I said that my kind, Diclonius, have special telekinesis powers...we have invisible arms that come out of our back and are, to say the least, extremely strong. We were brought to earth to take out the human race...but sadly a scientist/doctor in Japan came up with an antidote to our 'decease' that gives the male the ability to impregnate women with our species. I think they're working on a metal that is strong enough to cut through our arms...but I escaped before I found out. I had to leave my friend behind...but I promised I'd return...one day.
After the little get-together with the bidding crew, I took some clothes from one of the hotel rooms, just a simple dress and some shoes...lingerie didn't really fit well with the humans outside. Once outside, the weather was damp but not raining, and it was dark, around Midnight. It might have been cold too, but it's been years since I've felt anything. I didn't have to do much to survive without working, all I'd have to do is knock on someone's door, slaughter the residents and I'd have a home until the authorities began snooping round. I kicked the habit of killing just anyone though, I only kill lowlife scum like the men who traffic innocent girls. I've met some vile humans in my life time, but I've also met humans with nothing but love in their hearts...and so it is not my right to kill what is pure and full of hope. It is what I was born for though.
I slept soundly in an alleyway this time; it was narrow and looked quite cosy. Besides, who in the world could get away with mugging or raping me? No Diclonius would be around here...they only managed to get across Asia before the Government began slaughtering every new born baby of ours. They kept a few of us for experimental reasons of course, the bastards. Daylight came quicker than I thought it would, and with it, people began appearing along the streets of...wherever I was. I stood up, brushing dust off of my black dress before sneaking out of the crack between buildings to see casually dressed individuals walking to work, school, anywhere.