District Four: Volume One:

"Stars can't shine without darkness" - D.H. Sidebottom (in Fragile Truths) -

What lives, that matter more than the other? Is it numbers? The color of their skin? Or it is people with more power than the others? Do they make the rule for the weak to die while the strong live as if nothing ever happens? Dose that justify their existence to die and they are wasting their lives on rotten hope for a better tomorrow. If so, then what do you call it?

A bitter reality.

"All men are not created equal! Some are born smarter, or more beautiful, or with parents of greater status. Some, by contrast, are born of weak body or mind, with few, If any, talents. All men are different. Yes, the very existence of is discriminatory. That's why there is war, violence and unrest." - Charles zi Britannia (from Code Geass) -

If you cannot survive then what use are you? Those who are weak deserve to die, they can only use up precious resources and wasting space for greater people; the strong.

It's the cycle of ?L?i?f?e?

Hatred.

Chapter One:

- Rolling the Dice -

The Orthos Imperium is a rotten fascism nation that I unwieldly had the dissatisfaction to be born in. The day I was born was the day I learn how to survive; the orphanage was on the poor side of the city and food was a must have if you want to live but water was even harder to find.

"...did you heard about what happen, three month ago?"

"I didn't have the time to listen to the news, nowadays."

A higher death rate for orphans is old news for the people who live in the Orthos Imperium. It doesn't matter if the poor stay poor as long as we do not destroy the peace, that they uphold.

Then it is fine for us to die in their names.

"But I'll bite. So, what is it about?"

"it's about that damn wanted criminal again!"

"Are you serious?"

"I'm not biting your leg here. It been about six's year that the Imperium hasn't caught this criminal to justice."

I wasn't like the rest of the people in the orphanage. I was different; thus, it is all the more reason for me to try and stay alive as long as possible.

When I found out that I was an Irregular. I know that I have to move from the orphanage to another place if I don't want to be hunted down and be kill like the rest of the Irregular that has been found using their powers that they started testing them.

A big mistake on their part if they don't want the Orthos Imperium to find them much easier.

I was hunted down like I wasn't human anymore and worst of all I was eleven when it happened. I lost people who were like me. They gave their life to let me live as if I was someone of importance for them to easily die for. I still have no clue as to why they did what they did.

"And now war with the so-call Resistance is now going to take them time and resources for them to get rid of those terrorists!"

"What are they even trying to do? Can't they see that the Orthos Imperium is our way of life and it will never be going to change!"

"Cheers to that!"

Irregular has different types of powers but they can be easily classified in with the Elements, such as Water, Earth, Fire, and Air but they can be also break off from their Elements and start another whole new Elements from them if the Irregular get to that point in their life.

Fire and Water comes natural to me and the other two can be easy to use but it takes much longer for me to keep them going if I want to use them properly. Then again, it is easy for me to use the other Elements from the main ones to start another new Elements as if it was second nature to me.

"...he wars between the Orthos Imperium and the Resistance are still ongoing and this time it would seems that the Resistance are now on the offensive, but they are still being push back by the might of the Orthos Imperium as I bring in john for us, ...for more details."

The news lady reports what the Orthos Imperium want its peoples to know and bring them into the light of conflict as it would make them look braver, more honorable, and that they would have supreme might against the Resistance.

"Thank you, Kat. I'll have to say that the Resistance does not stand a single chance of winning any battle with our glorious Orthos Imperium as the might of the Imperium is unmatched for any lowly poor arm of the Resistance and even if they did win some battles, they would be crushed by the next battle as the Orthos Imperium will redirect their plan of an attack..."

John reported poorly as I know that the Resistance are winning their offensive battles against the Imperium forces. As if they were holding back until the time was right. It's makes you wonder about that...

Speaking of them, the Resistance once started small but over time it began to grow into an organization like any other rebellion if the people do not like the government or the ruler. I have been following them for the first time that they have been starting their movement against the Orthos Imperium but that was three months ago.

Now they are being the wave that will change the way people have been looking at them. People have been looking at them as if they were some upstart riot that was going to be easy for the Orthos to crush under their boots but now the people are turning a new light for the Resistance.

"Want another glass, Miss Jackson?"

Looking over to the bartender with a smile while I shake my head. The bartender is a nice man, one of, if not the nicest person I know of, and that is coming from the Orthos Imperium citizens where they act likes they are above anyone else. Which is why I kind of feel bad for not telling him my real name but if I did that, then I would have to run away from the Imperium Military Polices in this fine city, Toledo.

"No thanks. I'll have to leave soon but thanks for the offer."

I said while smiling at the man as he nodded and leaves for his other customers.

I do not normally come to any city that is rule by the Orthos Imperium or countries that they had taken over. I would sneak away to a somewhat safe nations that aren't taken by them but they do have great taste in wine…

Besides that, they do have the highest quality equipment that I needed for my plans for the possibly upcoming future. They are the most advances in technology than any other nations that I know of, so getting the high-quality equipment is a godsend...

Black-market aside. It is one of the few safer cities for orphans that have grown up and starting their live here. I guess, I feels that I owe them for what they have done for me. Even if it was for a short while, but I'll never forget their kindness. They help me bring the bright side of things, and defending myself from harm. I hold those memories dearly.

I will do whatever I can to support them, I know that I cannot take care of them the proper way but I will teach them, the same way as they have done for me. Learning what I know, learning the experiences of being alive for the sake of being allow to live. Happiness is another person that over shadow despair, knowing that, one must stay strong for others to live, in a world that is rule by eradication of the weak. Knowing this, one must be willing to be that demon, for all the world to see.

They care not for the poor nor the tried, the angel will not sing for us, the trumpet has all rotten away. Thus, I have my reason, no other motives beside helping the poor and those that need it the most. I do not care how exhaust I would get, as long as I help them live is all the reason for me to find... Joy... Satisfaction? Happiness? Love? Its matter not.

The love in their eyes when I drop them fresh food on their plate, when they don't have enough meals to go around. I don't think I'll ever make that kind of eyes. I know that I'm broken, distorted even. I can only show fake emotions, wishing that I could show it to them is the least I could do. I don't even know how to express the same kind of love that they do. Who need it anyway? Where it leav-

This cold heartless girl, is outside the room. Looking in the warm, comfy room through the frozen edge of her widow. Expressionless, motionless, grieving for...

…...

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Grieving...

for...

…..

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Grieving for what exactly! There is no happy ending in this fair and unjust world! I don't need emotion like love! My heart is made of glass, and steel. Thus, it has no outer meaning beside moving forward. Yet... There are no other options, this is my only choice, my path.

This fate of mine will be deicide by me and me alone. No other outside force will taint my path. Fate will not, cannot defy me of my own life. My history is not written in stone just yet. It only just being tease. Poked at. Redirect. And I'm not the only one that see it that way.

And I'm definitely not dying for this world.

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Hearing the sound of bell on the front door opening and came in the Imperium Military Polices or the I.M.P. They always check stores and buildings that they deem suspicious. Which means that my time is up and that I need to go.

They did not even notice me yet but it seem that I have to leave sooner than I wish. Getting the bartender attentions which, he came over once more.

"Yes, Miss Jackson. Can I get you anything?"

"Can I use your washroom?"

"Sure, it's in the back."

"Thank you."

With a smile on my face, I move myself over to the back of the bar and quickly left through the exit door to the back-alley of the bar. Putting on my hood of a black and white striped hoodie, then I leave the alleyway to the crowd of fishes that was filling the street.

I guess my plan is ready and all of this waiting is killing me, oh well, I hope that the Orthos Imperium has the person that I want, but if not then I'll have to find another one that is better than this person. There is no one like... This information better be worth the effort that I have spent my time and resources on, if not, then it is a complete waste of time.

The raid on those Orthos Intelligence buildings was a vast on time and resources that I hate to waste, I need them for others objectives that I have not get to work on but it is a waste to not use any of them for any other reason than keeping them rotting away in my safehouses.

Stopping at the busy sidewalk, then looking up at the building with the screen that is playing the same news as in the bar but much bigger.

"...no other way for them to stop the Orthos Imperium military might but we will get back to you later as we go..."

Hearing the same thing over and over is the definition of insanity. Don't they get tired of that? Then again, they do the unreasonable thing that I would say no to, as that is not right in the human right if that is ever a thing.

"...back to our glorious Emperor!"

Every vibrant being in my body stop and staring intently at the screen of the man that rule two-third of the world...

He, who order countless death upon the innocents...

He, who ruthlessly order the endless deathof Irregulars...

He...

He is...

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Calm breath...

...

Deep breath...

Calm down, I do not want to make a scene and give myself away, ...for that man... the royal family of the Orthos... dated back to the dark ages, they rule over Europe even until now... all of the emperor where tyrant but... they did create a place for the poor to stay... Slave. Looked down upon, less than dirt... no love for any of them. The princes and princesses of the Orthos Imperium are tame but wild in the same manners as him.

One princess comes to mind when comparing to him... I do not know why, I feel as if I am looking at a mirror... the same eyes, the same noise... just the same as him... Make me feel sick just thinking about it...

Shneizel von Orthos, the 99th Emperor of the Orthos Imperium... clad in golden-white robe. Sharp opposing eyes that demand obedience and loyalty. A sense of omnipotent, he is full of it. Almost divinity like, worship like one by his citizens. A godlike figure...

The most wanted man for the Resistance and all of the unfortunate man, woman, and children in the world. Glaring at him without stop that man from killing anymore people, other than he already has. He may be the worst ruler in the eyes of the innocent but to the people he is theirs king.

I, too hate that man with every being in my soul, Rage, come easy for people who have fire Element despite the control I have over it, I guess it natural for Irregular with fire Element...

"It saddened me to hear that more and more of my citizens die by the hands of those so-called freedom fighters. Truly, I feel the need to honor the sacrifices of the men, woman, and children that have defended our nation from the hands of those that uphold evil, but I cannot stand for this any longer, for I, Shenizel Von Orthos will bring them to Justice, for all to see. Make no doubt that I'll bring them in for their crimes! Those men and woman will be bought in by the light of the Orthos Imperium, then their crimes will be judged by Justice! Hear me! The Orthos Imperium will not fall for pests that dare challenge me, the Emperor of the Orthos Imperium! Men, and woman who fight for the Orthos Imperium will be remembered as heroes for virtue of Rightness, Justice, and most of all, the greatest endeavor to the Orthos Imperium..."

The sliver tongues he has. Make you wonder, how can one man stop the corruption in his system of Monarchy. The strong rule the weak and they die for it in their blooded, built by the hands of the innocents, then they die for the Emperor in coldblooded, waging war in his false system of getting more power to his empire...

"I stand on the side of Justice and Righteousness! This endeavor will be the greatest Challenge we will ever have in the history of the Orthos Imperium! I humbly declare that I will be, all the good in the world, and face all of the evil that appears before me! I will declare those who uphold evil and Rotten desires to be the enemy of the Orthos Imperium! Furthermore, I am now bringing Justice to those that need it the most and even the Federation of Asia no longer possesses the strength to oppose me. If anyone dares to resist the supreme authority of the Orthos Imperium, they shall know the devastating power of the G.R.A.I.L. Those that could challenge my military rule no longer exist."

What! The Federation of Asia does not have the strength to oppose them!? But how? They are a powerful nation that could challenge them, the result cannot lie. They have the home-ground advantage, even if they did lose their land, they can still fight in the mountains and the forests...

What kind of weapon that make a strong nation to not have the strength to defend their home? A fusion nuclear bomb? or a new weapons of mass destructions. This G.R.A.I.L. of theirs, did they test that weapon on them? If they did, then it's no wonder that the newspaper days ago said that the Orthos Imperium can win a war without sending any soldiers to be lost...

Anyway, that is one hell of a speech if I ever hear one, tainting the mind of the people to this twisted way. In his world, I can only guess is rule by bone and ashes, no man, woman, and children will ever dare challenge his might now except the Resistance...

With all of the power of the Irregulars, they won't even make a dent to the Orthos Imperium. The technology that they have, can level a mountain clean from the top to the base, no one want to die for what they cannot fight in their only level. Even I won't do that openly, I would find a place that I know that I will come on top or try to. No sane person would do that in the open and come up victorious.

This place reek of twisted corruptions. I need fresh air. One of these building got to have a ladder. Any building will do. Any place that is not corrupted nor the air that reek of it. I began walking to nearest buildings that have an alleyway.

Spotting a ladder in the far-off alley. Perfect. Walking there, pasting the fishes of twisted minds. Paying no mind to me, which is just fine by me as I do not want their twisted stares.

Feeling the motion of my moving body on its own, not the mind. Thinking of what I will be doing on these upcoming days. The little bag that is around my waist have my papers of the objectives that I plan on doing. Given that I have all of the right information that I needed.

I didn't even feel the cold bar of the ladder when I clime them. My mind was elsewhere. Something is wrong with me, I can feel it, I know that I can fix myself but I'm scare of doing that. I do not want to change myself any more than it already has. I don't feel like... That fragile little girl?I don't like...That helpless child?Where I lose control of myself. This Irregular, person, is a curse, with powers come the impending doom that await me in this long life of mine, that I know of...

Dawn. Flame of the sun, lights of flame, raising and lowering. Free from all of the tainted mind of those that will use you. End up like those that are use, end up dead.

A dreamworld where there is only peace may sound like heaven but in reality, it rules by perfection and I have no love for those that seek them... besides, I'm looking for a doctor or is it a scientist? The paper did say that she exceeds in both fields of the work that she does. She is smart, second smartest person in the Orthos Imperium. I.Q of two-hundred-fifty and up. The person that come at first is... I'm getting dreaded feels, just even thinking of that person name...

I'm not smart nor I am stupid, I collect books whenever I have the time but it is not enough for me to experience them if I do not have the right tools. I never have the time for reading nor the experience of being smart. Running and collecting for a sane life, no other time for sitting around but that was back then and this time, I do have time, for now that is.

The cold stone join my warmth as I sit there, staring at the sun lowering itself for a new dawn. Getting back control of myself, I take a file that have the location of her out of my bag. Getting this information was a risk to myself but I did make a clean escape with firework going off in the background...

Anyway, the Orthos maximum security call Blackford Institute, this prison title does live up to its name sake as this place is one of the most secure places in the Orthos Imperium, isolated form all of the Orthos main database and its recorder is nonexistence from any files but I did find it by luck in a transfer files in this prison transcription. Decoding them was a hassle and not to mention the hours of read numbers upon numbers.

Dr. Rose or her full name, Caitlyn Rose. She was part of the Orthos Imperium Irregular Science and Research Department of a sub-division to their main Research and Development. She was accused of leading the escapes of all of the Irregular imprisonment at some part of her career as said in her bio that one day she snapped but I really don't think that exactly what happen.

"Now if I was a maximum-security prison… where would I be…. underground maybe? unlikely… but possible…. maybe somewhere that is isolated…. yeah, that is most likely places for a maximum-security prison to be…. or maybe in the ocean… likely but very unlikely..."

Ah! The Orthos and their secrets. Oh! How I wish I can break all of their little secrets but it's not... wait a minute, the transfer files have numbers for different transfers and her was marked with SE and Radio which is strange to begin with as all of the other transfers has numbers.

SE, can stand for anything and radio is easy to know but why would they need SE if they can use the radio? Unless they are lost and need guidance to the prison... a forest is one place that pop up in my mind... unless they are lost in the forest, and what do they need if someone is lost when nobody has a radio to call for help... a map for sure... food and water... shelter...

What am I missing? I don't think I'm missing anything that is importance, right? I mean, what else do you need... if lost and finding no society in sight, then look for a river and follow up... north...

"A Fucking compass!? Are you... KIDDING ME!"

How did I not know that? Besides that, I don't use them which is irrelevant statement that I just made to myself... Calm breath... deep breath... so, South-east and the paper did say that it is located near this city? How did I miss that? Note to self, read between the line to any files that are importance's.

"Which means that I have a lead in finding the prison and Dr. Rose as well… Finding them would be harder than solving the concept of where it actually is but the good things are is that I only have to search South-east."

But aren't the South-east full of mountains and forests? Then again it is the likely possibility that it is there but, oh well, I guess I'll have to search around there which means hiking. But first I'll have to get my equipment which is not far from this city and sitting around on this rooftop aren't helping either, then again it is the perfect place for hiding form the Imperium military polices, despite the fact that they can use helicopter. It is funny actually; the Orthos Imperium would rather use their helicopters for military purpose only but then again, they want their people to fear powerless in the face of true power.

Anyway, the plan of action should be locating the prison but getting in is the hardest part as it would be heavily guarded to the teeth if I try to force my way in. Sneaking in has cross my mind a lot as that is a good choice if I want to be unseen but there are probably cameras everywhere and along with thermal, not that it would help them if I disguise myself as one of them but that is very unlikely and even if I did, it will not last long as I am not that skill at using that element.

"Ahh, now that I think about it, did the vehicle transferring Dr. Rose made it to Blackford Institute? If not then it would be the right time for me to get a move on before the vehicle reaches its destination."

Now it actually be a good time for me to move on with my plan if I want to catch that vehicle and hopes that I'm not wrong on this matter as I hate being wrong. It makes me feel useless and fragile to my ideals that I have uphold onto myself in the form of self-hypnosis, that useless, fragile child of stupidity of myself in the past was a mistake that I should never, ever forget even if I did dream of not having it. The weaken stake on the verge of death, the feeling of distortion, the numbing sensation of endless walking with little to eat...

"*Blargh*", "*Blargh*", "*Blargh*"

Memories...

Memories...

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Why. The. FUCK! IS! IT! BACK! I thought I have sealed that part of my mind for good! What use does that memories have to offer? I don't need that part of me, that side of that weak little girl, crying all the time, always flocking to other for safety, never taking care of yourself. That past self of mine is one of the reasons that I hate having it in my memories and I wish that I have forgotten it all, then again...it made Me. It made me who I am today so that I could not-would not forget about it even if I wanted to.

I should probably clean up my vomit, fire should do the trick, while I'm doing that I should get going. I don't want to dwell in the past nor do I want to talk about it, I am not that person anymore as I am a new person that is league above her.

ooOoo

It been like what, three? Four hours of searching for that damn vehicle and ending up empty, I knew that I should have hike to the mountain instead of searching for the vehicle that is probably already arrive at the prison by now or its already had.

"what a waste of time... what is with me and timing? I know that time wait for no one and all that sh-"

I force myself to stop in mid-sentence as I heard the sound of birds moving with their loud shrieking, then I heard the sound of a large vehicle wheels crushing the ground somewhere.

Following the sound of it, I saw that it was a white truck of military grade transport, moving pretty fast on this forest. Getting low, it would seem to be that the truck has stop. Hearing the truck side-doors opening, then the sound of footsteps moving away from the truck.

Well... that solve it. Rushing to the truck, getting under it and now is the waiting game.

"oh man that felt good. Holding it in like that was a mistake. Never again, I'll do that." and that must be the driver.

"Took ya long enough." there was another person in there? Damn those windows.

"Oh, shut up! You don't even know what its feel like."

"If nature call, nature call."

"*tsk* Whatever. Let's go, we're already late as it is." the sound of the door shutting, then we're moving.

In times like this, I feel that the all-seeing-eyes of god must behind this as I know that something or someone must be helping me all this time. I never notices them as I thought I was just that lucky or something but then I was forces into a situation, where there was nowhere to escape the I.M.P as I was in a corner. I had given up back then but there was a light and that's when everything changes.

The first feeling when I change was pure and literally Imperium, I cannot describe the feeling when I first use my power, it was just incredible. But after that, I didn't remember anything but waking up on the roadside ditch far away from where it all happen. I can still remember waking up on that damn ditch coving in water and smelling like ashes, then I did some research on what I have been changed to and it was shocking mostly but it was fear that rule me to seek out for help in any way possible.

In any case... HOLY HELL! That got to be one of the best-looking prisons that I have ever seen! I know that the Orthos Imperium built incredible structures and that all but this one; in my book is the best one I have seen. But it would be ashamed if someone would... blow it up... ahem! I mean the prison is built into the mountain side and up here on this hill I see that it is a slope down toward the prison which can mean...

Ahem!

A-anyway, the truck is leading down into a tunnel like hallways, through those huge garage doors beside the main prison building... I think the truck just past a door back there... well off I go. Dropping myself down as the truck move on ahead of this tunnel. Now, let find that door.

I still find tunnel like hallways creepy as hell. I find the door, metal? Oh, that not surprising and let's see if the door knob works and it is unlocked? Well, part one is done and part two is underway. Inside of this prison is like being in a hospital, they both smell like death and everything else is white. No camera on sight just long hallways, a T selection and both of them leading toward somewhere. Deciding to take the left turn and it is a stairway downward with a big sign saying 'Level One' that must mean that I'm at the main floor, go figure.

Descending down toward level one was met with silent, a bone chilling one that you get when something that you know will go horribly wrong but that never happens when I stalk the stairway down and up as it adds on to the creepiness of this prison which is just one part of it from what I have seen. The stairways end in with another longer hallways and there is no camera in sight which is weird as most prison would have them install on almost every floor that they could install. But hey, it makes my job much easier as I don't need to worry about them, it is only the guards and the staff here as I want to remain hidden.

At the end of the corridor, there's a three way turn which each one has a sign leading to different selection, the one that I need is the surveillance room, the power station, and the warden offices. The one here said, Security and Armory to the right, Staffroom and the canteen to the left, and finally the sun-division level one? I thought that this whole area is level one and not divided into sub-level but oh well, it cannot be help, I guess.

I don't need any other weapons from the armoury but I can plant explosives around the door of it and the security room as well. Then there is the staffroom, I will assume that is where the warden office is in the same place but if not then it is a lost cause. Filling the staffroom with explosive is a good idea too. I'll go plant the explosive in the armoury first then the security room, after that the staffroom.

Turning the right corner- whoa! A camera! Leading on the edge of the corner, peeking over the edge, I see that it was just hanging there unmoving, no light either. Strange. Moving out to the clearing and into the four-way, it was silent and that is eerie. Moving to the armoury, turning left, right, and center, this was like the stairway but much creeper.

When I got to the vault doors of the armoury, it was already open, drawing out my MP5 suppressor, creeping through the right side of the vault doors, it was dark inside, creating a ball of fire out of my left hand, it began to float around me, making it my light, stepping inside the vault doors and the whole area change. A sense of dread? A sense of wrongness? I do not know what this feeling is, but this gut feeling of mine was born out of me being out there to survive and it is the same in here.

Pasting through the check point did the armoury looked like a mess, all kind of weapon are on the floor, rack and shelf are all over the place, turning left and right was met with the same result, walking deeper into the armoury did I meet with a body that is lying on the floor face first.

Moving closer to the body, poking it with my MP5 which it did not move, putting my MP5 on my shoulder and getting near the body, turning over the body to see that was a dry up corpse, a corpse of a guard. Whoever kill him, did it in the painfullest way possible as shown by his expression of pure terror, then the light magically turns on.

Standing up, weapon drawn, left to right is clear and now I can see the room much clearer, it looks like a tornado has come through the armoury, then seeing the ammo crate did I walk over to it and resupplies some of my weapons that needs them...

Then leaving the armoury and through the vault door did everything when dark, good thing that I still have my floating fireball. Let just follow the plan, I should get the person that I came here for and it is not worth the risk to run into anyone that killed that guard back there. Back to the four-way and moving down to sub-level one. Which was a short flight of stairs, I appreciate whoever built that. Thank you...

When I got to the floor of the sub-level did the place change, paper on the floor, burn mark and bullet holes run the walls to the floors, weapon drawn and a sense of wrongness full my guts again but I soldier on. Moving down the halls was met with the same result and the left to right hallways was the same but with more bodies which I'm not going to check because I have a person to get. It is a straight line to level two and some part of the building is out of power, someone or something must had happened to this prison, it cannot be a riot as they would been quickly put down just by looking at the armoury alone would stop any riot.

I think I'm going to start hating stairs even more now, stalking the stairway and finding more bodies with some of them cut open by what looks like a large knife. Meaning that all of this is very suicidal and probably my death but I must find Dr. Rose. She is going to be the most experience in irregular biographical, if she can find out what happen to me then I'm grateful for he-

Holding my step, gently lowering my left foot, quietly making my way to the edge of the stair. Peering my eyes over the edge, 'Light Holding Center' was barely unreadable through half broken litter but the shadow mark is still there. Hearing no more foot step, I curiosity make my way to the level two's floor, the light luminescence the holding cell was very gory to anyone that has a weak stomach.

When I finally arrived, a shadowy figure jump into one of the broken cells. Weapon line up to the cell with me slowly moving to it, then without warning the figure rush out of the cell and began to charge at me, shrieking along the way. Without notice of hesitation I fire and never noticing that I have already empty the magazine. The figure- no, the creature is a humanoid with two legs and two over size arms like blades, the legs was bending the wrong way and the head... Well, what shape like a head was growing another set of heads, eyes are all around the heads and the mouth had move to the center of the chest, razor shape teethes that stick out everywhere. Nightmares fuel for sure.

I snap out of my thought when I keep pressing the trigger, then more shrieking can be heard all around me, quickly reloading and running to a random hallway, heading toward me was one more of them which I easy taken out and then reload again

Those things sure can take a hit if they can still move even though some of their limps are gone, they are fast and sure as hell make deafening noises.

I don't need to know that they are behind me to know that they are getting closer, turning the left hallway which leads me to seeing how many they are and there is many of them, placing my left hand facing them and igniting them in crimson which leads me to be satisfied for some reason like watching the flames bring great joy in myself.

I am always confused by that as I used to think that it was normal and when I did that again to another person, that experience never left me even when I did it again until I question myself for it...

...

Pointing my rifle at the still alive creature, ending its life is the least I can do, right? Those things were once human, right? I mean, it is facing me even in this light, I can see a prisoner but a lifeless deform human which this person was once a prisoner but a lifeless deform human being with a bullet through his forehead, a merciful death as he would most likely end up like the rest and whoever did this might still be out there in this institute...

I should be more shock then this? But I could not-would not find myself to do it, have I gotten so use to death that I do not even feel the need be disgusted by what I have just seen. A human being, reduce into a mindless being that seek out that which is alive or have the light in them. Experimentation, what where they hoping to achieve, here in this isolated prison? A super soldier? Biological soldiers? Whatever it is, I still need to find her. Nothing else matter.

Slowly walking through this mess.

I found bullet holes along the walls and rounds litter the floors, looks like I ran to the far-left corner. The main entrance stairway seems to be block by, what I can guess are metal spike and rocks? But I can't tell that as it is still dark but the lights from my floating fireball is still surrounding the area with lights. But if that is what really happen then I need to find a different way down. Searching this floor for any way down is trying to be harder to find but if there is a way then there should be a way down... but with what the only thing that is in this floor are holding cell and offices but no other way down...

Footsteps? But where is it coming from? Following the footsteps, leading me to the far right which is coming from an office room. Looking up to see if there is any sign to which room it is, 'Engineer room'? Maintenance, I guess. slowly approaching the door with weapon train on the door as well.

Slowly and carefully reaching for the knop- the door flies right at me and so does the creature but the door frame is blocking the creature from stabbing me in the face. Holding the frame with my left hand while the other is trying to take the shot... come on... come on... take the shot... whoa! One of its blades almost reaches near my head! Shit! It's now or never!

...

…...

The sound of ringing full my ear and blurry imagine are my vision, I didn't feel movement of the deform human which mean that I got him. But why do I feel a sting sensitization on my right check? But first I need to move this weight off my chest.

Standing up and feeling my right check, Warm? Looking down at my hand, red? Blood! My blood?! When did I get cut? Oh... It probably when I close my eyes and turn my head to the left. Note to self, get some kind of glasses.

This engineer room is a messy as The Red Street which we nickname, we had seen throughout our life but with much more bloodstain then the Street itself. There are a lot of broken computers, papers litter the floor and there are no bodies to be found even through there are a lot of bloodstain on every surface.

Now that I notice the detail of this room, I see that there are a lot of footprints leading to a what seems like a door, well more like a hole in a wall instead. Cut marks surround the area, burn marks as well? Looks like the wire is still there holding something up.

I guess it's a one-way down. Putting my backpack down and searching for my gloves, once I found them, I put them on, then looking down while wearing my backpack again. Checking my weapons for any damage done to them which I found none, then checking my ammunition which I found to be in good quality.

Taking a breath in and then out, one hand on the wirer and down I go. Gliding down the wirer is pretty hard with the extra weight that is holding me down but I should be used to it by now.

I guess the rumours are true that the Orthos Imperium experiments on their prisoner and this one when horribly wrong.

Reap what you sow.

Whatever is going on is that I am, right in the middle of it all. Call me a fool for I did not leave as soon as I learn that this prison is a slaughterhouse and everyone is probably dead. But I will not give up on finding her, and maybe some other as well.

I can only guess on what happen here upon what I have seen, the prisoners and the guards may have a trace, a smart move judging by how they swarm you in great numbers. They got to the armoury, ran sank them, then they got swarm but they return back to the sub-level, which they made their way downward.

They try to holding them off but they were too much for them to handle, retreating even farer down, and I do not know how they got a bomb to the main entrance that was block off by twisted metals and rocks.

That is what I came up with, I do not know the full story but I can guess, from what I can collect. There is some evidence to what I think, but it is a bit shady by how clean it was, when I enter this prison, my thought was on how clean and how quite it was as the deform-human can make a person ear bleed...

I wonder if there is something bigger that is running the scene...

I will worry about that for a later date, it would seem that I am near my end of the line. No pun intended. The elevator roof has a sizeable hole on it, probably done by them.

Landing near the hole, I see that it is clear but it might not be what it seen, but I will risk it, no fun like bathing in death.

Dropping inside the elevator, I see that it is somewhat clear, still dar-

Not so clear anymore, two heavy foot step that appears to be moving out there, but I will be smart about this.

Weapon aim and waiting for whatever heavy foot that was to come, but it never did. Surprise. I still need to move on which I did, stalking down quietly as possessable. What waited me was straight from a nightmare, limps scatter apart across the room from the little light I have. A red room, twisted with melted metal, spiderweb cracks surround the wall, and piles of bodies, human and nonhuman-alike.

Some would say that it is a bloodbath, or a meat-grinder.

Now that I think about it. The smell is pretty rotten, at least I have gotten used to it. Bath in it, cover by it, it's all the same. It is all for survive...

I shake my head out of that thought, I do not need that, not when I know that I am in danger. This room is the same one as above me but the door is gone, and replacing it was a tunnel. Slowly but willingly move toward its.

"I wouldn't do that-"

I didn't let the person finished his sentence, pointing my weapon at where the voice came from, which my fireball float over there. What awaited me was a half deform man. His right leg and arm were looking closely like them, he was also wounded, bleeding-badly from his missing left arm. He was wearing a prisoner uniform which is white all around, missing half his clothes.

Lowering my weapon which he let out a breath that he didn't know that he was holding.

"Sorry about that. I am kind of jumpy from all of this... place."

"That is an understatement... This place was hell... Now it's actually hell..."

Which he laughs at the end but coughing up blood instead. I lower myself down toward him but he stops me with his hand.

"It is too late for me, lady. My friends, ...I guess I should say... I will be going to be one of them soon... they didn't have enough ammo to kill me..."

I stare him in the eyes while he said that, looking for any doubt in his words, seeing none, I sigh, knowing that I will do the deed. I looked at my MP5 and then back at him, seeing that he is staring back.

"Before I let you... I need to tell you... something that... that is... the deform human being... this one is not like... not like the rest... we..."

He ends up coughing even more blood. Seeing the way, I was staring, he stops me again.

"I never have a lady... stare at me like that before..."

"What other kind of looked do you wanted but before you answer. I want to know what you were going to say before."

I need to know what I am getting myself into. If it is a deform human with Irregular power then I am going to worry. I have never fought any other Irregular in this life of mine.

"That thing... we never saw it coming... we did not except it to have powers... but we did nickname it... the Abomination..."

oo0oo

Among the astounding powers of the 'Irregular' there are many ways to trigger any and all kind of people to that 'State'. One of the most common is when they are in a most drastic, extreme, or desperate situation but that might not be the problem. Some research has shown that anyone can be in that 'State' without or knowing that they are in that 'State'.

The mental instability is so absurd that any and all 'Irregular' might have their personality change to a whole different person all together. The surreal mood change may-be on a deeper or minor sense of this new 'State' that they have develop as any and all of 'Irregular' seen to have shown.

-Irregular State of Mind: A Documentary

The need to power a Solardite is very simple, surprisingly no one has ever figure that out, even the Ancestors know what to looked for but they lack the knowledge of the Charger. The Charger is an [Redacted] being that was once an 'Irregular' of which we do not know the causes of the change nor the means.

Solardite can be use on almost everything that needs energy, a clean and reusable material. No minor effect has shown on the prolong use of Solardite sense the 12th century A.T.O, and nothing have change sense then. The major use of Solardite is always on maximum power which is why the use of two or more Solardite is of advice. The use of two or more is to act like a conductor, the more power it has, the more of an even force needed to cancel the other until it's stabilizes.

A refined Solardite is a more stabilizes and more useable than the other alternatives. A small cube, raging with power, one use can last for century on end, recharging them is to add unrefined Solardite by connecting the two power together.

-Dr. Rose, "Solardite: Basic summery of usages and simple history," excerpt.