I wasn't always like this. I wasn't always a killer, I wasn't always thief. I used to be a door-to-door salesman. I sold tooth-brushes. Not just any tooth-brushes though, these were the best. My own design, you could position the head any way you wanted. Then you turn it on, put toothpaste on it, and you were ready. But I'm assuming you know how to brush your teeth, so I don't need to tell you. Anyway, I was on a new street, I had hit every house but one. It was this big, Gothic looking, haunted house type mansion. Not one to be stopped by an iron gate, I pushed it open and walked up the path to the door. I wasn't scared when I saw the collection of headstones in the front yard, I wasn't scared when
I saw the Gargoyles eyes light up red as I walked by. It was when I knocked on the door and was met with the most hideous looking man I had ever seen, then I was scared. Not the last time I would feel fear, that comes later. I quickly went through my introduction, just as I did a million times before, and the man smiled at me, shot me in the shoulder with a tranquilizer dart, and dragged my body inside. I awoke sometime around seven at night from what the Doctor told me. He introduced himself only as The Doctor, and instructed that I was to call him nothing else until the "surgery" was finished. He began with my left arm, chopping it off with a large axe at the elbow. The strangest part, was that I didn't feel it. He gave me no drugs, nothing to render me unconscious, just chopped it right off. There was no blood either. the two us should have been covered in the dark red liquid, but not a single drop fell from my new amputation.
"Amazing," I head the doctor say, "Simply amazing! Bernerd, the formula works!"
I didn't speak, I simply stared at what was left of my arm.
"And not a single fracture in the bone, amazing!" The Doctor continued.
'What the hell have you done to me!" I said at last.
"I have made you permanently immune to the human condition." He said, expecting me to understand what he meant.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means you will not bleed, your bones will not break, and extreme force is required to break your skin. Basically, you are invincible. Now we begin phase two." He explained with a triumphant smile on his face. I dind't know then what he had in mind for me, I wish I still didn't know.
I spent three years in that crazy Doctors lab, undergoing several experiments. Everytime I lost a limb, it was replaced by a biometal that he injected into my system to speed up my healing. I soon found that I could morph these limbs into anything I wanted using my control over the biometal in my system. I began to plot my escape. I destroyed hundreds of that Doctors machines in the process, until finally I got to him. The last thing standing between me and the good Doctor was the monster of a man Bernerd. The freak who I first met in this place.
"You not allowed to touch Mr.Doctor" Bernerd said.
"It speaks! And no more intelligently than the dog I had as a child." I comment as I drive a spear-like hand into his chest. He was probably the easiest thing to kill in the mansion. I walked towards the doctor, my "hands" covered in oil and blood.
"Come to kill me already? I would have though two more days maybe, but so soon?" The Doctor said with a smile.
"You knew you couldn't keep me in that cell. Not after giving me the biometal."
"Poor fool." The last thing I saw was the Doctor pointing a strange looking gun right in my face.
"And there goes another project. He was sure to survive this time." I hear him say.
"Poor fool" I mimic his voice as my body builds back up. I cannot see him, only hear. I need not go into detail about what happens next, but I'll let your imaginations take flight to come up with their own ending for the Doctor. I make my living as a proffessional killer now. But I wasn't always like this..
