15+ for violence and foul language. Constructive Criticism please.
Chapter 1
Toby broke out into a cold sweat. Warm bloods trickled down his chin from the fresh wound, his hands were bound to the chair, a blindfold tied over his eyes, he wasn’t sure what was going on, but he feared for his life
“So” the voice made Toby jump “do you want to tell me? I can keep going” he felt the cold blade on his arm
“I... uh... I-I don’t k-know wh-what you’re on about” he opened his mouth to scream, but it came out as a yelp
“Shut up. You do know” he twisted the knife before sharply pulling it out, and pressing the tip onto his other arm “where is the experiment. It ran away on your watch, you let it out. Where is it?”
“F-fine, I-I’ll tell you!” he yelped
“Just like a dog” Toby shook at the reference
“I...” he panted heavily, blood dripping from his arm “I opened the cage... to... put food... in...” he gulped “and, it... attacked me... and ran off...” he felt the blunt force of bare knuckles strike his face
“Idiot!” he shouted “I told you to not feed him without backup around! Idiot!” he repeated the insult “we’ll never track him down! We don’t even know what he looks like now!”
“I...” a smile grew across Toby’s face “I know”
“You...” he was cut off by Toby’s fist, knocking him onto the floor
“Me” he grinned, picking up the discarded knife and driving it into the man’s chest, pulling it down his stomach, cutting his torso open, he removed his blindfold and looked around the room, other items used for torture were hung on the walls, some blood stained, some new. He grabbed the body, and pulled it close to his chest, taking on the form of the man he’d just killed. He looked in the mirror by the door, almost bald, in a blood covered suit, dark brown eyes; he would defiantly change from this form once he left, he cleaned some of the blood off; the stab wound had disappeared, and he left the room.
“Did you...?” a thin tall man asked
“He refused to answer my question. I had too” he smiled and walked towards the dead man’s office. As soon as he walked in he checked the name. ‘Michael Brown, founder of Experimental Facility 105’ he grinned, he had taken the right man’s body, he grabbed the microphone and spoke into it
“This is Michael Brown speaking. This is an emergency, experiment 652 has escaped. I repeat, experiment 652 has escaped, please move all experiments and personal to Experimental Facility 64. If you are unaware, 652 can take form of anyone; do not trust your colleges. The danger level is 10. Please evacuate immediately” he grinned, turning the microphone off and grabbing a jacket, zipping it to the top to cover the ‘652’ tattoo that had been imprinted on his neck for as long as he could remember. It felt strange walking through all the people who had tortured him in this facility, and them not giving him a second glance
“Sir” a younger employee ran over to him
“Yes?” he stopped and turned towards the small man
“I think I know who 652 is posing as” he pointed to another experiment, it was moving strangely, and had become more violent, he knew this because this experiment had been in the cell next to him for some time, and it was a rather docile creature
“... I see. Bring him over here, I’ll have a look. Continue to evacuate, I have this thing under control” the man nodded and ran off, Toby approached experiment 527 ‘Zack Simpson’. Every experiment had a real name, most likely one that the people here had given to it, as nothing here was born human
“Leave 527 to me. I would like to check something, please continue to evacuate” he looked at the two workers holding the cage, they did as they were told and left, Toby enjoyed this power, to make people do as he said without having to be violent. He grabbed the cage and leaned into it
“Wh-what do you want?!” Zack tried to sound strong and confident; Toby knew otherwise, he laughed
“It’s me Zack. Toby, 652” the taller creature stopped struggling against the bars and looked at him, Toby wasn’t sure what Zack could do, but he seemed to be looking through him
“652. How did you escape without being caught?” he seemed relived
“A little trick I had up my sleeve for a long time” he smiled and put his hand on Zack’s blonde hair “We’re escaping. Every experiment in here is going to be free, and we’re going to get these *****es back” he moved his hand out of the cage and pulled it along with him, until he was standing outside facility 64, he moved Zack’s cage around the back of the building before returning to the group, he sighed
“Okay, I’m going to go and explain the situation to Jacob, and see if we can bring some experiments in here” he walked in, looking around, this was set out the same way as facility 105, he knew exactly where to go. Once again, he was ignored by everyone, nobody cared that he was walking around; nobody tried to force him into a cage. He walked right up to Jacobs’s room without being stopped, and walked into it without an odd look.
“Jacob. My facility has had a breakout, is it okay if I move some experiments in here?” the man in the chair nodded
“Sure. Which experiment broke...” he was cut off by Toby’s nails dug into his neck, he ripped it open, killing him quickly, he threw the body out the window and jumped out after it, landing next to Zack’s cage, making him jump, he opened Zack’s cage and forced Jacobs body onto him, forcing him to change form
“Huh?” Zack looked at his hand, noticing it grow bigger and thicker “I didn’t know you could change the form of other people”
“Come with me” he grabbed his arm and pulled him along with him, he climbed up the wall, Zack clinging to his back. He climbed into the room again, and got Zack to make everyone leave before releasing all the experiments.