(Aubrey) Bloody Sunday

[Tyler Owens]

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Sunday 2:31 p.m.
Hawthorne NEKO Mill Experimentation District

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God works in mysterious ways.

Karma is a bitch.

What goes around comes around.

There were a million thoughts running through the boy's head on that rainy afternoon. His entire life, he felt sorry for the children that were abducted from their families to be subjects for the NEKO project. He also thought that he would be safe. Most children that were taken for the mill were kidnapped at a young age. Most kids over the age of fifteen were pretty safe.

It was unexpected.

Tyler was spending a normal afternoon at home. His mother was home, and his father was away for business. The australian boy was propped up on the plush couch in the living room watching reruns of "That 70's Show" when his mother walked in, sitting beside him with a big bowl of popcorn. It was unusual for the two to spend time together, so he enjoyed relaxing and having a laugh with his mum.

There was a knock at the door and he offered to answer it, getting up before his mother and going to the elegant front door. When he opened the door, he was staring up into his reflection in dark black sunglasses.

"Tyler Matthew Owens, you're being taken in for experimental purposes. You have the right to remain silent. You do not have time to pack any personal belongings. You are to leave all personal belongings at this residence."

Ten minutes later, his mother was sobbing on the floor and he was being violently pulled towards the long black limo in the front yard.

He had never been so afraid in his life.

Tyler was unsure of how much time had passed. He was pulled into a dim-lighted room and stripped of all clothing. Standing nude in front of a large strange man, he was physically examined and prodded. He was asked his height and weight. The man wrote down short notes on a clipboard before grabbing Tyler's shoulder and pushing him back towards the door. Down the hallway. Around a corner. Down another hallway. There were loud shrieking noises that he refused to comprehend. Finally, he was shoved into a white room. Pushed to the ground. Tyler would have fought back if he knew that he had a chance. But he didn't. These men had weapons. He had nothing but his strength, which had decided to disappear from his body. The seventeen year old felt numb.

There were needles. A lot of needles. The cold tile flooring was being used as a lab table as another strange man (this time with a surgical mask over his mouth) leaned over him, sticking needles into his arms. Burning. There was a lot of burning. He felt like he was being incinerated, but there was no fire.

The scientist injected multiple chemicals into the boy, restraining his arms to keep from writhing. Tyler slammed his head back into the floor, hoping to pass out (or wake up) from this horrible dream. When he opened his eyes a few seconds later, the scientist was closer to him, leaning over him like a hungry lion about to prey on a helpless animal. There was a long silver needle just millimeters from his right eye.

More pain. The needle went into the corner of his eye and Tyler let out a god-awful scream as both of his eyes shut. There was liquid coming from the left of his face, but he wasn't sure if it was blood, tears, or chemicals.

He only recognized pain.

When he opened his eyes the scientist had gotten off of him, grabbing the boy by the hair and pulling him to his knees. Everything was blurry and he was dizzy, but he could see the man turning his head forcefully to look at himself in the mirror.

His eyes were glowing. Glowing like cat eyes in the darkness. Tyler wanted to scream again, but no sound came out of his lips. He was terrified. More afraid than he had ever been in his entire life. His arms were drenched in blood from the needles that had poked him, and there was blood running down from the corner of his left eye.

"Please... no..." he whispered.

"Silence, boy." the scientist snapped. "Subject Z3472. Eye treatment 37 is complete."

Tyler was shoved down again and another needle was inserted into his eye. There was absolutely nothing he could do but scream.

Scream like the shrieks of agony he had heard upon entering the mill.

By the time his experimentation for the hour was over, he was bloody, naked, covered in bruises on the ground. They had broken his spine and taken part of it out so he simply wouldn't "be taller than other subjects". They had sawed down his bones and reattached the tissue so that he was smaller. There was gauze thrown hastily around the surgery sights.

Tyler wasn't even sure what was happening anymore. He tried to find a happy place, but he really couldn't. He couldn't see at all out of his right eye (the scientist had missed the nerve, he supposed and put the needle in the wrong place). His other eye ached horribly and it hurt to open it at all. He was left on a table while the scientist went to lunch. He was left to scream helplessly, until he was simply too weak.

[Aubrey Rein Dechanté]

Never had Aubrey been so afraid before in his life. Not even when he was taken away to become the…the thing he was today. He was scared because he had heard a rumor. There was a rumor floating around NEKO clans that the scientists had taken someone older…someone fit and someone tall and big. Aubrey had heard the rumor during the night, and fear engulfed him. He immediately had to find out what was going on. He had to find out what had happened, and so he went to Tyler’s house. He found his mother weeping, and immediately he felt something inside of him…snap. The wind began to pick up dramatically around him as the boy found breathing harder and harder, before suddenly, in the middle of the blackness; there was a shrill scream, and then everything was gone.

Aubrey had broken, and now he was on a rampage. His body was cloaked within a sheath of Gravitational energy that formed around him like a large cat. As he ran, the energy engulfed him like he was a tiger of sorts, and every time his hand should have made contact with the gravel, it didn’t; the energy did. It was so large and powerful…it was as if Aubrey was lost within it. He was running on all four legs and making such deep imprints into the ground it was amazing. He approached the NEKO mill quickly and immediately he stopped in front of it. Anger fueled him. Rage supported him. His eyes leaked tears rapidly, but his eyes were not even visible. Deep purple and black streaks of energy were the only things seen on his eyes and his mouth was the same. It was a gap with jagged teeth and nothing but pitch black in the middle of it. Aubrey was completely lost, and he didn’t have any plan on returning; not until Tyler was safe. His hand moved out, and the claw of Gravity pushed out as well, and then in one second, the black light was ripping through the ground and crushing everything in its way. The electric fences were forced into the ground as the gravity crashed into the building, cutting through it and forcing it down into the ground as well. There was a deep black scorch mark left in the ground before suddenly Aubrey- no, the monster that consumed Aubrey was in front of it. The claws of gravity lashed out against any and all humans, the blood flashed against each wall as it there was a bucket of it being tossed into the cement.

Aubrey found his way into the establishment before he turned his head and saw people getting ready to shoot at him. His finger moved up, and dark black lines streaked through the air, downwards towards the earth as all the men were thrown into it with the force of a truck; crushing and killing them. The boy heard screams for a moment, and then he was gone. The large animal of gravity crashed through the door and saw Tyler…on the floor…naked…bleeding. Immediately, Aubrey felt his mind go blank and the creature he was…he had become…completely took over. He walked in front of Tyler so he could only see the blue of Aubrey’s back and put his hand forward. As he did black light began to emanate in front of his hand. Soon there was a deep black ball in front of him, and then all the colors of the rainbow began to cross and manipulate around the ball, getting bigger and bigger as the seconds passed. Soon there was such a large…bomb of gravity; it was hard to believe the small boy was even capable of it. It was shot out, tearing through the walls and gashing its way through the entire building, colliding with the field on the other side of it and exploding, Aubrey using himself as a shield for Tyler as the debris of cement and wind crashed into him.

Aubrey felt the strength dying, and after a small moment he was back to himself. He was panting, his right eye shut from exhaustion before he turned to the boy. He quickly pulled off his hoodie, leaving him shirtless and exposed and placed it over the boy. He stripped himself of his pants and boxers, placing them over the boy until he was naked in front of him, using his tail as the only cover for himself, before picking the boy up. He felt a small gasp of pain as he lifted him into his arms, using what was left of his power to lighten the boy so he was like a feather to carry. He moved away from the mill and in a few minutes they were in the sanctity of the forest. He found a small cave for them to stay in, and he placed Tyler down in the corner of it for a moment. He turned slightly, grabbing wood and rocks from around the cave before he put his hand out. He used what was left of his energy to muster op yet another mass of gravity so small, so petite, it was hard to see. He let it collide with the sticks before he could no longer see anything, and his body fell to the floor. Drained. Defeated.

But all that mattered, was that Tyler was safe.

That was all that ever mattered to Aubrey.


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OOC: So this is just to give you a visual.

This is what Aubrey looked like when he had the gravity cloaked around him, making him look a cat almost: Hurr

This was what his gravity attack looks like, with the black streaks that smashed people into the ground: Hurr

Annnddd this was the large gravity bomb he shot that destroyed half the building: Hurr

Yes it's all Anime shhh <.< >.>

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[Tyler Owens]

In the short moments that he was lying alone, Tyler wondered what his life would be like from now on. Would he become one of them? Being beaten to death in five foot wide cells and tested upon like some sort of monster? Was that all he was now, some sort of monster? Eventually his screaming faded to agonized whimpers, and then to nothing at all. There was nothing he could do, and he knew it. For the once tall, lean, strong boy was now laying sprawled awkwardly like a lab subject, five foot two, broken, numb.

He heard loud noises, but wasn't aware what was happening. Explosions. Screaming. Shouting. Alarms. There was a large gust of wind that whipped at his skin- and it burned. Both of his eyes were shut because he dared not to open them to look. He probably wouldn't have been able to see anyway. Tyler was half-expecting some sort of pain to follow to harsh wind, but there were hands at his skin. Soft hands. Hands that worked him into clothes that soothed his burning skin. Still, he remained quiet.

When he was lifted, he instinctively held onto the neck of whoever had picked him up. They were still soft hands, so he figured it would be okay, but he was still terrified. 'Is this what it's like to be a NEKO? To be afraid of everything, and everyone?' Tyler kept his lips together in a straight line, but held on with all of his strength to his savior's body. He held on until all of the sound disappeared around him. There was cool wind on his skin. And then silence.

Comfort. He was resting on something cold, but not nearly as cold as the tile floor of the NEKO mill. It felt good on his skin that still felt as if it had been burned away. It was dark, and he was thankful for the darkness. He didn't have to clench his eyes so tightly shut. Yet at the same time, he was still afraid. Where was he? Who had saved him? Was he hallucinating? The last of the three seemed like a logical explanation. There was no way that someone would get past all of that security and find a way to get Tyler out of there.

"W-who's there?" His voice was small, shaky, and calling out to whoever had taken him there. Two glowing turqoise eyes opened in the dark, and although he couldn't see to the right, he was trying to make shapes out of the darkness with the other.

[Aubrey Rein Dechanté]

It was so hard to do much of anything really. His body was so fatigued, so weak, he could barely move. Aubrey felt like his body was on fire, and he imagined this was the after effects of using his power- his “gift” so much. He hated when people called this…this curse a gift. It was so obnoxious, so inappropriate…it disgusted him. He felt like spitting in those people faces over and over again. They didn’t know what Aubrey went through. They didn’t know what he had to do to stay alive. Gift? A gift? They thought it was a gift? If you were a NEKO, and you thought it was all a gift…well than god help you. This was no gift. It was a curse. It was a repulsive curse that he was constantly reminded of. Every time he looked in the mirror, even though he tried to avoid them at all costs. Every time he ate something. Every time he did anything; it was a reminder of the monstrosity that he was. It was a reminder of how much of a mistake he was. How much people thought that he needed to be fixed. But something was nagging at the back of his mind. Something was pestering him and making its way into the front portion of his brain.

Tyler didn’t deserve this. Tyler didn’t deserve anything that they had done to them, and if Aubrey had known…if he could have done something more…if he could have saved him before they touched him…he would have. He would give away his own life, just to rewind time and make it better. Make it so the boy didn’t have to deal with this. So the boy didn’t have to go through any of this. He didn’t want Tyler to know the pain of being a NEKO. He didn’t want the boy to know the suffering they had to go through, and he would do whatever he could to make sure he could get through it, healthy and well. Aubrey would do it all in a heartbeat and he knew it. He would give up his own heartbeat to ensure that Tyler’s stayed in-tact and well. Beating. Living. This was his only wish for the boy, and so when he heard his voice speak up small and defeated, mimicking Aubrey’s own; guilt flooded him. Such a devastating guilt like none other. Guilt for everything. Guilt for it all. He felt tears drain out his eyes as a he spoke up.

“A-…A-Aubr-rey…” His voice was even weaker than Tyler’s, even more vulnerable and he knew it. Soon a gentle sob had made its way through the boy and shook him to his core.

There was nothing more he could do to save Tyler.

And it was killing him inside.

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OOC: Sorry this is gross and completely terrible, my apologies.

[Tyler Owens]

Tyler was so afraid. They had changed him a matter of hours from a normal teenage boy to a weak five foot two boy who could hardly see from such dialated pupils. At least not yet. It was too soon after the operation to be able to recover his eyesight, he would have to wait to see if he would ever see right again.

He reached out for Aubrey, hoping that the boy would reach back to him. He wanted the warmth and comfort that Aubrey had given him before, but it just wasn't there. He was too hot, and then too cold, and then too hot, and then too cold again. He felt like he was losing his mind. Whats worse was that he could hear Aubrey crying. The last time he saw the boy, he had told him not to follow him home. He had been so cruel to him. And now they were both in a cave in god-knows-where, and Tyler was regretting what he had said.

"Aubrey..." Tyler repeated, closing his eyes again and grabbing the boy's hand, it was the nearest thing that he could grasp. The palm of his hand that was once soft was bandaged in bloodstained gauze. "Thank you for helping me..." He owed him that much, a thank you. He would be alright, in time. Would his mother accept him back? Would he be hunted down? He was scared out of his mind.

OOC: No muse whatsoever, I'm so sorry that this sucked...

[Aubrey Rein Dechanté]

He couldn’t tell the difference between sheer numbness and pain at this point. His body was so tired, so exhausted…and yet he didn’t know what the sinking feeling in his gut was. He didn’t understand why it was there, what he should do with it…it was all such a big blurry picture to him. All he knew, was that he felt a hand capture his…and then there was talking. Thanking. Aubrey had to respond, and so he opened his mouth, but all that escaped was a riddling cough that shook him to his core, blood escaping as well. He groaned softly, feeling his grip on the boy’s hand tighten more as his muscles trembled and quaked. There was a sudden breeze and then chattering of people; Aubrey froze. No. They couldn’t have recovered from the onslaught he brought on…so fast. No. He wouldn’t accept it. But the talking was getting louder. The people were getting closer. He couldn’t let them take Tyler again. He couldn’t let anything happen to him anymore.

And so he pushed himself. His right hand moved up again, and soon the cave itself began to shake. Then, suddenly, a large rock smashed down in front of the opening of the cave, sealing it shut and causing the minor fire to go out as Aubrey whimpered from the use of his power.

“T-tyl-ler…” He spoke in a low, exhausted tone as his hand moved around to the boy’s that he was still gripping. He pushed his body onto all fours as it quaked and shook from stress and pain. He clawed his way to the other boy, letting his right arm move around his waist.

“I-I’m…s-so…c-cold…” He let his frail, damaged and naked body collapse against the other male. Aubrey felt his body shaking violently as he crushed himself to Tyler, crying softly for everything he couldn’t have said to him. For allowing himself to watch Tyler walk away. He was shaking because he was freezing. He was crying because he had lost.

Aubrey wasn’t surprised as the mouth of darkness overtook him and washed over his vision.

There was just too much to deal with.

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OOC: This is the shittiest post even, I apologize so much.