17 Shade

He was young and barely a 9 months old . His mother was rocking him back and forth singing a lullaby for him , He was a small one for his age and already been showing signs of abnormality. His hair was bright red , so were his eyes and two small structure were forming on his head like horns . She was sitting on a bench in the park , she couldn't go to her dirty apartment today for her drunk roommate had some 'friends' around , she won't risk her only son getting hurt by them. He was her sunshine after all.

The next day , she fed the baby and started to change into her uniform. She heard a knock on the door half way through and when she kept quiet hoping they were one of the gang's from her street and they'd get bored and leave but ... The door bursted open and what looked like the swat teams rushed in pointing their guns at her. Her motherly instinct kicked in as she ran towards her child to shield him. They shot her arm and knocked her out but until all the voices faded and she could hear her baby cry no more she held onto him as tight as possible.

For the next couple of years he was threw into a dirty cell with about eight other children. He never knew what was going on , Everyday he felt tremendous pain pierce through his body forcing him to do things he didn't want. One of the things they gave him was a thick liquid that made his head , his fingers and face hurt so bad he could feel them being ripped off their places. And whenever he could feel it , right afterwards his body moved on his own , He could see himself hurting people and even killing them. He tried to stop but he couldn't , No matter how much he tried he could only see red.

Once he was four they increased the dose forcing him to go completely crazy and blackout right afterwards , He woke a few hours later in a different cell tied up to the wall. He struggled but he was too weak to cause any difference.

"You will only hurt yourself if you go on" he heard a voice say. The light was dim but he could see that they had shoulder length hair and bright blue eyes, also they weren't old , only about his age but their build was huge compared to him . "You need the key"

"....." He stopped struggling but he couldn't answer , whenever he tried to talk they'd hurt him more so he stayed quiet most of the time.

"what's your name?" they crouched down and got closer to him , He got a better look at them and saw the black cat ears and the fur growing on their shoulders. He kept staring at them surprised to see a child that was actually well fed and not chained up as he was.

"Can't talk?" they said after a short pause. He slowly nodded and then they pointed at themselves and smiled. "Dystopia" He saw her along sharp fangs reflect the dim light. They were so enthusiastic about their name it kinda made him smile , not alot of people smiled at that institution and when they did , he would be the one to hurt more.

"It's a political word of an imaginary world full of destruction and law breaking" They said still very enthusiastic. then they saw his elongated horns peeking from his hair and tried to grab it but he moved his head away "You don't like being touched?" They asked putting their arms around themselves, he nodded "oh! th.. that's ok. I also don't like to , but brother gets very nervous when no one's hugging him. " They rubbed her arms as They spoke . "So did they give you a name?" he nodded . "can you spell it?" they stretched their palm , the chains were long enough so he could try to remember the shape of the letters on his cell. "Shade?" He nodded and they smiled "I like it." he smiled back and stared at his chains. "Let's get you out of those" they sat on their knees and did something with the lock and their claw , it made a soft click and he was free.

He rubbed his wrists as he stood up and smiled widely. He looked back at them and hugged him as a thank you , They slowly hugged back .

" you know that's the first contact I had witg anyone who wasn't the scientists, except bro" they said as their ears turned red and played with their tail. He felt heat growing on his face He kept smiling widely . "you better chain yourself before they come or they'll hurt you" they said as they opened the cell's door. "see you later" the whispered.

For a few weeks later, they came every night at the same time . They removed the chains during their visit and talk about everything, slowly he got brave enough to talk , a few words but he did. One night Everything stopped and they didn't come for days straight , he was worried. What if they knew and punished them , what if they killed them , what did they do to Dystopia? What if he did something wrong and they hate him now? He wouldn't stand being alone anymore. He was worried and scared until after he could feel his powers automatically activating from his own fear and anger he was feeling the door bursted open .

"Shady?" he heard a familiar voice say with a giggle before everything faded to black.