Sunday, April 8, 2012

A Little Something Special


“There is no such thing as a normal proxy. He picked each and every one of us for a reason.”
            - Mentor Turner


This is what one of my trainers told us after showing us something special. Something I’ve yet to see repeated in all my years in service. We were to understand that some of would be special and some of us were talented. But for whatever reason, even if it was just to die, we were picked and because of it we were special.

For a long time, I was just talented. I would hope so at least. I mean I haven’t died or… oh yeah.

Hmm… rambling.
Anyways, I’ve developed an anomaly of my own and to my great misfortune Fracture found out about it.

See, we were driving down the street and Fracture was being extra bitchy. He insisted he couldn’t take driving any longer and I was going to have to take a shift. After much protesting, and after slugging him several times, I finally gave in. Now it’s not that I’m a bad driver or anything but apparently I was going too fast to make a turn and we skid right off the road and hit a tree. My left window shattered and the shrapnel of glass cut me up pretty bad. I got out of the wreck to find Fracture literally unscathed standing at the top of the hill. He apparently dove out of car. From there we were towed in by ‘friends’.

When we got to our motel room, Fracture set to work on removing the glass from my skin. That’s when he noticed something was off. Half of my cuts had closed and the skin around the extruding pieces had sealed around the glass. It didn’t take him long to figure out what was up. God, that glare of his is absolutely piercing. He was very insistent, against my own protests, that I report this in so here it is. I have a regenerative epidermis.

But it’s literally just the epidermis. Everything else has to heal naturally but my epidermis seals right up after a good minute. That may sound cool but its applications are few. I won’t bleed for very long, I don’t have to worry about infections, and much to my own miss fortune I won’t scar anymore. This ‘gift’, as Fracture calls it, is apparently why I my face isn’t fucked up anymore and is likely the cause of all my scars going away.

Fracture spent all day today testing out its limits. Cutting, frying me, burning me, and I think he stuck my finger in acid at the end. That was where I had to draw the line. I tried to keep myself mannered for his stupid little tests but he got punched in the face for that one, a few times. I didn’t bother to count how many it took me to finally stop.

I have no illusions about this. This is not a gift. This is another punishment. I mean really think about this. My anomaly grants me the unique opportunity to be cut over and over again in the same spot. And it’s not like it stops hurting after the first cut. That shit hurts each and every time it gets sliced. That I won’t bleed out on the floor only serves to prolong the length at which some asshole can sit there and flay me until I finally bleed out internally.

But I suppose I’m not being punished if I keep this in the dark so whatever.
Bring it assholes.

22 comments:

  1. Okay, that was a dick move, Fracture.

    That shit hurts.

    Only your epidermis regenerates, Swan? That leaves potential for some nasty blood blisters, if it's any consolation.

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    1. How... would that console me?

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    2. That was fifty percent sarcasm.

      The other fifty percent was me assuming that you do in fact miss the ability to be wounded, like how you miss your scars.

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    3. Being injured sucks. The scars are to remind me of where I went wrong.

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    4. Blood blisters sure will remind you, then. They take forever to go away.

      Plus, I doubt that you need reminders on your body with your dear Fracture breathing down the back of your neck....yes?

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    5. How would scars affect the situation of him breathing down my neck?

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    6. He reminds you of your failures for you, is what I meant.

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    7. Scars are so much more interesting than Fracture though. I'd trade them for him in an instant.

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    8. Hey, I've got scars to spare haha. Want a few? Seriously though. Enjoy the sight of your skin. At least you won't get ugly marks from picking whiteheads and stuff.

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    9. I suppose there is always that.

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  2. So, what, we're fast healing buddies? Lovely

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    1. Our bond is only skin deep.
      And not all that deep into the skin either.

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  3. "He apparently dove out of car." You do not dive out of a car and walk away unscathed. There's no way in hell.

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    1. I'm bruised and I think I pinched a joint for a little while there. 926 didn't exactly dive under my shirt to check out the damage.

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    2. I don't think he likes you very much. I'm surprised he hasn't done worse damage to you so far.

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    3. Miss the part in there where he started beating me?

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    4. That's kind considering what he could be doing.

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    5. I think he knows better than to break my bones again. Then he would have to do all the driving.

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    6. So laziness outweighs violent tendencies. Good to know.

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    7. Certainly seems to temper them.

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  4. It's useful for when you need it. If you can handle pain or like pain it's an asset even more-so. But if you can't handle pain or dislike it like the majority, then it can easily be used against you by enemies. Be careful not to get caught and tortured, heh.

    You have a useful advantage in any case, though.

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    1. Not all that keen on pain...
      I'm not saying this doesn't have it's perks but that's not why it was given to me.

      But any edge in a fight I suppose.

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