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Project MUT

A Mutant is made in a lab of chemicals and scientists. We have no mother or father we just have DNA. We either have animal-like appearances or can control an element or even both. We have been trained to fight and become skilled soldiers of the project team force MUT. We can't help but know why we have to be contained.

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Harper

I'm gonna start by saying that I'm mentally unstable. I have random panic attacks, mental breakdowns, and mood swings. The first thing I could remember was waking up in a white room with soft walls all around. I was also wrapped in some sort of cloth that made me hug myself. I could only use my legs and my voice. A few minutes later a man in white came in throw one of the soft walls. He told me to get up and follow him. I did what I was told and followed him down long metal halls. I remembered that because I did have any shoes on and I felt the coldness of the metal on my feet.

I was walking with him but wasn't paying attention to where I was, I was honestly trying my best to get out of the cloth as fast and quietly as possible. I couldn't and before I knew it he opened a door with a box next to the door. It opened and he told me to wait here and then he left. I waited until he left and looked around and all I can see is grass and a few trees. I looked to the ceiling and it looked egg-shaped and in the corners of the egg-shaped ceiling, there were cameras. They were watching me. I knew I could never trust them.

A few seconds later a man came through the door and he greeted me and told me to call him sensei. I never did I don trust anyone but only myself. Later he unlocked me from the cloth and I killed him. I don't remember what I did because he said I went into a blind rage and killed him.

A day went by and his corpse was still lying there under the tree. Then the same man came from the door. I looked at the corpse and it was still there and I looked back at him. How is he alive when his body is right there. Just like yesterday he came up to me and greeted me and asked me not to kill him again or he will have to restrain me.

From then on he taught me how to control my anger, anxiety, depression, and all the other good stuff. After I learned how to control myself then it went to my ability. I can control sound. To put it bluntly, I can burst your eardrums with a small whistle. I can kill in an instant but the people in white don't want to die they put a special color on my neck to prevent me to use my ability to harm others.

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