Post by Lucy on Aug 5, 2010 17:24:09 GMT -5
Lucy was walking around in the park. She could control her Vectors...a little. Her horns were in full display but these people didn't know of the Diclonius. Lucy was'nt born into a lab but she was taken at the age of 8. She found no use for clothing and forgot that she needed it being in a lab for 9 years with no contact of the outside world. She was bare naked, people stared at her like something was the matter. What was the matter? Maybe it was the horns? She covered them but she could still feel the stares.
She heard the voices, Lucy...There watching you, they know who you are. Don't lie to yourself. the voice in her head giggled. she clutched her head in her hands. Was she insane? No, her vectors were talking to her. The more she wouldn't accept the fact that she was a Diclonius the worse she would become. Without control of them she sliced the invisible hands through 5 people infront of her. She walked forward, sliceing more and more.
People stared in horror, puzzled at what might have happened. They all presumed it was a bomb. Make room Lucy.. It echoed in her head. She sliced through more and more, blood splattering her face. Everyone ran in a frenzy while she stood and watched. On dragged the uperhalf half of themself, trying to get away. She walked over to them, he crawled feebly faster but it would do no good.
She stood over him and he looked up in horror. She knelt down infront of him and her vector gouged his eye out and sliced his jaw off. His face turned to an expression of agony then she finally sliced his head off. She got up and walked on.
She heard the voices, Lucy...There watching you, they know who you are. Don't lie to yourself. the voice in her head giggled. she clutched her head in her hands. Was she insane? No, her vectors were talking to her. The more she wouldn't accept the fact that she was a Diclonius the worse she would become. Without control of them she sliced the invisible hands through 5 people infront of her. She walked forward, sliceing more and more.
People stared in horror, puzzled at what might have happened. They all presumed it was a bomb. Make room Lucy.. It echoed in her head. She sliced through more and more, blood splattering her face. Everyone ran in a frenzy while she stood and watched. On dragged the uperhalf half of themself, trying to get away. She walked over to them, he crawled feebly faster but it would do no good.
She stood over him and he looked up in horror. She knelt down infront of him and her vector gouged his eye out and sliced his jaw off. His face turned to an expression of agony then she finally sliced his head off. She got up and walked on.
