八 (Eight)

I lay awake in bed. It wasn't a comfy bed. I stare at me legs. They were riddled with holes and covered in blood. I breath in the toxic air. I don't know why they're doing this to me. I don't know why I'm here. What do they want with me? Why are they calling me the Beast of Fue??

"Heh. Guess I'm not alone here." A voice said. 

I turn my head. I see a cage near the side of my bed. I see a man sitting in there. He wore a hospital gown as well. His eyes looked like they were stitched shut. His mouth also, yet still he talked. He had curly long brown hair. He looked ragged. 

"Who are you?" I ask. 

"I'm just like you. A toy in their game. A toy that's being played with every day." He said. 

"Heh. I guess we're in that boat together. I'm Mako." I say.

"I've been so long sometimes I forget my own name. I think I'm Kuniy." Kuniy said. 

"Nice to meet you." I say. 

I look at Kuniy his arms were looking green. 

"You look like you have bad wounds." I say. 

"Heh. As long as I'm not bleeding silver, I'm good." Kuniy said.

"Mercery." I say.

"Yup." 

"Why?"

"Because that's when you know you're a failure and then they kill you."

"How many failures have there been?"

"Hundreds. If not thousands." 

"What are they trying to succeed?"

"The Beast of Fue, or you." 


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