(the backstory of my oc)

Experiment 573 with doctor nicholas timothy byron (ntb)

Ntb walked into a room, smiling sadly. "I heard you wanted to hear about our first and only specimen that survived creation. Experiment 573." he flicked on a light, his slender grey fingers brushing the lightswitch, he observed the room "that's better no?" he smiled at you, his blue wolf ears flicking as he slowly lowered himself in the chair "my old bones need comfort. Im not 58 anymore, hehe" he chuckled quietly to himself. "Experiment 573 was lively, he loved to play and run around his containment cell when he was young." he shifted to a more comfortable position "around age three he developed a love of singing."

Flash back: 573 is stomping on a table as he sang "joy to t'e wowld!~ Creatow hasa tweat!~" he jumped into a younger version of ntb's arms "and i hope he giv' i' ta meeee!~" 573's tiny silver claws reached for the cookie ntb was holding, ntb smiled and handed it to him as camera's flashed.-

"They never let me keep him the way i wanted to."

Flashback continued: once the news reporters left guards ran in and snatched 573 away from ntb, ntb protested "wait! He's delicate! His powers aren't stable!" "shut up geek IT is government property! You signed a contract when you used military equipment!" the guard pointed out, holding 573 by the ears, 573 was screaming. ntb pushed them, trying to grab 573 "you're hurting him!" more guards grabbed ntb, one put a gun to ntb's head "don't make us angry. One body is easy to dispose of " ntb watched, ears lowered as they put 573 in his-no its cage. The guards nudged him "you're job is done ntb. Take a break for a few days to clear that big head of yours, then you can help in the specimen's study." they escorted him back to his room

Ntb sighed "he was a fiery bunny, able to shift form to fit his two different personalities. "

Flashback 2: 573, now 5 years of age strapped to a table as he screamed, machines pricking him, injecting fluids in and taking others out. His fur fluffed up and seemed to partially decay, his eyes flashed red as his fur caught fire, the straps burned away and he began attacking a scientist. "Guards! Guards!" the scientists screamed, ntb beat on the glass "573!" he screamed as guards rushed and started shooting the orange bunny. 573 slumped to the floor, unconscious and several tranquilizer darts stuck into him. The severely injured scientist was helped up by the others. "Stupid animal" she spat and kicked 573 before collapsing and passing out in a pool of her own blood.

Ntb looked at a picture of 573 on the wall "as he aged his songs became more frequent and... darkened"

Flashback 3 : 573, now eight, was in his containment room. He danced around the white walled room as he sang in a angry tone "its the same each and every night~ glare at the wall with to angry bloodshot eyes!~ my eyes are stapled open wide! As i lay down on my side! I am bouncing off these waaaaaallls! As i focus on the clock! Time stands still but i cannot! ~" he caught fire, the fire alarm began to go off. "Notice my hands begin to twitch
Unprovoked assaulting of my conscious wit, Me and the TV are enemies!" he fell, thrashing and wailing "Sickening static surrounds my mind! I'm losing time, and realizing that-! After days of thought that I'm- I'm stuck self-torturing! My meds are failing me! Internal clock in smithereens! Can't fix this, I'm hopeless!~" he began to scream, guards began to swarm in, beating him down until he stilled.

"His songs continued, and it only angered the guards more, i suggested that we offer him a friend. A human to see how he would react to social interaction- that was the excuse i gave them. He needed a friend. Even though he was eight he was already six feet and four inches tall." he smiled to himself "we chose a normal human girl, a year younger to him. He immediately became attached to her. She even named him, she named him samuel but called him 'sammy' often as a nickname."

Flashback 4: 573 is now eight and a quarter. A small girl rides on his back as they play "whee! Go sammy! Play horsee!" she squealed, he laughed and ran on all fours, lapping the containment room several times. "Want me to go faster chloe?" "yeah! Faster sammy!" after a little while he stopped and sat, she smiled and opened a tearshaped silver locket that hung around her neck. "This is the one daddy gave me before he went to live in the sky." A sweet yet heart breaking melody began to play. 573 slumped over and fell asleep, purring. She giggled and pet him anywhere her tiny hands could reach, she knew how much he enjoyed it, he purred louder and nuzzled her in his sleep. When she tried to leave they took away the locket and began using it to put him to sleep when ever he went into a rage or when he wouldn't obey.

"It was fun to watch them play and he seemed more content, his songs were happier and he didn't convulse or have seizures when he knew her. They were inseparable, she had a locket that put him to sleep. The way he slept was... cute." his features darkened "that was until.. The experiment. They wanted to test him, see if he had survival instincts when faced with certain circumstances. They wanted to know if he could be feral, and if so then to what extent."

Flashback 5: 573 is now 15, his ribs show as he curls up to try and minimize the damage caused by the guards kicking and hitting him, he began to whimper. Scientists watched from behind safety glass. Writing down notes.

"I tried to stop them, tell them he couldn't endure it but they were determined to find success.."

Flashback 6: 573 is a month older, still 15, chloe smiles at him. He stood, seven feet five inches tall, unable to grow any taller. He forced a smile back at her blankly, she was five feet and a fraction of a inch tall. She smiled and started their secret handshake, a nuzzle, followed by a few hand motions. She grabbed his claws to try to get him to participate. She accidentally cut her hand and cried out in pain, his eyes fell on the blood leaking from her hand, his pupils contracted to slits like a viper's. He screeched and threw himself at her, she screamed as he began tearing her apart and eating her alive.

"I was horrified when i found him covered in her blood, he was in a fetal position weeping. I'll never be able to unsee the way he looked, when his silver eyes fell on me he looked broken. Like he wanted to give up on life. Like he was ready to die at that moment.. They had pushed him too far.."

Flashback 6 (continued): 573 looked at ntb with pure pain in his eyes, his pain twisted to anger and he slowly rose his full height "you did this to me... you made me do it..." he growled, ntb's eyes reflected sorrow "573 i tried to stop the-" "no you didn't!" 573 screamed "you made me like this! You let them torment me!" angry tears ran down his face "you let them! Why did you make me like this!?" he continued to scream, letting out all the mental anguish that he had hidden from everyone "i-" ntb tried, 573 pushed him down "im a MONSTER! YOU made me a monster! I wish you had never made me! Then i wouldn't have EATEN my ONLY FRIEND!!" he ran, alarms began going off, the guards had guns and they rounded the corner. Ntb jumped in front of 573 as the bunny mad a fire ball "don't hurt him!" ntb yelled, 573 launched the fireball at them, tears evaporated and water vapor steamed from his eyes. Ntb dodged the fire ball, it killed several of the guards and left the others severely wounded. Ntb was the only one unharmed. 573's fur turned to flames, he let out an agonized scream and exploded, the room began burning, fires springing up every where. Ntb ran around, searching desperately for 573 as the roof began to collapse. Ntb didnt care what happened to himself, he HAD to find 573, even if it killed him. He fought and kicked as a guard grabbed him and dragged him out "wait! He's in there! Let me go! He NEEDS me!!" ntb wailed "he's going to die, we don't know how he reacts to high temperatures! Plea-!" the guard knocked him out, "im glad that walking fire hazard is gone." the guard huffed. The others agreed.

Ntb was in tears "i never knew what happened to my creation, did the stress kill him? The heart break? Was it suicide?" he broke down crying "i can't help but blame myself for it... for his death.."





extra(what happened next):
Meanwhile, somewhere miles away a fire burst out of no where, it slowly formed 573. A grey wolf with pink hair and golden eyes watched. She approached samuel's unconcious form, studying him "that fire musta burnt a few things." she giggled and poked him in the chest then called for her brother "Ari! Bring some of your old clothes! We got a naturalist! " she laughed and shook 573 awake "hey cutie, what's your name?" 573 sat up groggily "573... but my friend called me samuel.." he began to cry again, water vapor steaming from his eyes, she hugged him "its okay hybrid- errr... samuel. Don't cry. Where ya from?" "i.. Dont know..." samuel said sadly as ari brought him clothes, the orange bunny put them on. The blood had burned off him in the fire. He stood up, "tight.." he wheezed, the clothes were way too small for him. She giggled again "well then cutie i guess you gotta hide while ari makes some clothes in your size." she took his hand and lead him a recording studio "there. Stay in here until he's done." she left and he wandered around in there. After a few minutes He began to sing, smiling sadly "You and I, were like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky. With you, I'm alive, Like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide..~" he began to cry again, trying to hold the sadness in, not wanting anyone to see his pain " Without you, I feel broke. Like I'm half of a whole... Without you, I've got no hand to hold...Without you, I feel torn, Like a sail in a storm..Without you, I'm just a sad song...I'm just a sad song..~" he was sitting staring at his feet, eyes were swirling pools of sadness, remorse ,and regret. She girl came back in "get your ass to that microphone. NOW." she gave him the clothes and turned around so he could get dressed. Once he went into the recording room he looked around in confusion. "Im millie." she stated as she set the mic in front of him. "Now repeat that song and we got a business. Me and my brother have been needing a singer for our band, you fit the bill cutie." 

Two months later: 573, now known as samuel cawthon, stood on a stage in front of a microphone, he glanced back at his bandmates. They nodded to him, ari had drums, millie had a electric guitar that contrasted samuel's black electric guitar, hers was red. The crowd, full to the max and tickets sold out, began to cheer as the curtains rose and samuel began to sing as he played along with the others.





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