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    My Hero – (Chapter: “Are You An Angel?”)

    My Hero

        Ch. 1

    Ashley’s POV:

             It’s not easy. It’s not easy to spend your life in hiding from the U.S. government, regardless of all those stupid movies you see that make it look like you’re hiding from a bunch of deaf and blind old people. The government isn’t a bunch of lame, crippled old farts who’re gonna give up on hunting you down that easy, especially if you’re like me: one of their super soldier experiments.

     

        Let me explain. I’m Ashley Davies. Or…was. But anyhow, I was one of those ‘troubled children’ in my teens. I finally got sent to juvy for all the trouble I got into. Drugs, fights, you name it. But one day, I was asked if I wanted to ‘volunteer’ in a government program. I would get to be freed once it was over, and stat me life anew again. Lies. I soon found myself strapped down to a table, and forced to undergo all these procedures. When I wasn’t undergoing procedures, I was kept in a cell. From this government experiment I gained all these abilities. I as trained. Brainwashed to become a killing machine. The ultimate super soldier, like so many of my peers were as well. All these enhancements were made to me. For example, I can heal probably a thousand time sfaster than you can. All these chemicals were injected into me, all these surgeries and physical enhancements. Things that aren’t ever disclosed to the public due to how unethical they are. I have superior senses thanks to those experiments. Supersonic speed, super strength, x ray vision, extremely enhanced hearing, you name it. The participants in the experiment were all kept ‘under control’ by these drugs they’d inject us with. I guess you could say they were like tranquilizers.   One day, the person responsible making sure I was kept in line didn’t show up on time to pump me with their mind altering drugs. Apparently there’d been some incident with several other super-soldiers and they were there trying to regain control over them-meaning they were there shooting them down with those tranquilizers. This allowed me to come out of my brainwashed state and to attack my administrator and slip out of the facility. Piece of cake if you’ve been trained how to infiltrate high security places for a good number of years of your life and especially if you’re equipped with special abilities.

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