Greycrimson Eternity ChroniclesMature

This is only the prologue and the first chapter.

The story takes place in the not too distant future in Kelvin City Washington. Two girls, Clay and Talon escape together from a secret labratory using their unique powers and gifts given to them by the scientists. Talon has white Angel wings and talons while Clay can shoot blood from her hands like bullets. The two girls set out on a journey to the abandoned New York city in an attempt to avoid capture by the lab.

Prologue- Differences


      What do you see when you open your eyes? For me, all I see is darkness, with just enough light coming from under the door to see by.
What do you feel? Because I feel fear. I feel anger.
My name is Doris Gabriella Clayton, I am project E1 at the Kelvin city laboratory, but I prefer to be called Clay.
       I feel rather soulless sometimes and I don't know why. I've never looked in a mirror and I've spent 60% of my life in darkness. No, I'm not going blind; I've just spent my entire life in one room, by myself, with only my thoughts to listen to.
I despise this darkness……and I want to get the hell out of here.

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          I'm kind of small and possibly a bit insecure and I've never met my best friend. I've only ever talked to her through a hole between our two cells.
I only have one other friend in the whole wide world and his name is James, but we call him Sparky because of his ability to produce and control electricity. I haven't seen him in two years because he's in New Zealand.
       He mostly lives there, but he usually comes back once a year. He hasn't come back yet, so I'm stuck with talking to Clay through the wall.  

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          The thought had occurred before but the timing had always been off. In fact, there hadn't been a day that went by that Clay hadn't thought about grabbing Talon and running away, possibly James too.  

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Nobody knew what Talon was thinking secretly in her mind. She was thinking about escaping and never coming back, ever, ever. But she couldn't. Escaping from a secret lab was much harder than it looked and she didn't know if she could make it. Clay could help.





Chapter one- you can run.

         Talon was day dreaming about how they could escape, they would just run and never stop running. But she would fly. She was lying on the concrete floor of the dark cell and spread her wings dreamily at the thought. She'd finally get a chance to fly out in the open instead of the gloomy test rooms; she could only go so high when there was a ceiling in her way.
       Her long onyx hair flowed over her shoulders and her wings like a silk veil. With nothing else to do, she'd often get lost in her thoughts, lying on the floor instead of the bed and closing her vivid azure eyes.  She was shutting out her surroundings, closing off the damp concrete walls, the steel door, the cot, the darkness, everything.  Sometimes she'd wish they'd just stay closed and she'd sleep and never wake up…..
      As she laid there she comes back to the sinister place in her mind that no one knows exists, but she does….It's like a shadow that engulfs her when she’s alone in the dark. It's there waiting for her….always. To leave the lab and find the light would be a great achievement, but how? Would Clay help? Plus, she'd never seen the outside world before and she wondered what it was like. It must be light for sure, but how could she tell if this lonely aphotic hell had no windows?  Sometimes she wished she didn't have eyes because she thought she had no need for them if she only saw the endless pool of nothing all the time anyway. She wished Clay were actually here and Sparky too….they always helped her. She wanted to hold some body, to feel a warm embrace and finally let her tears fall onto a caring human shoulder…….
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        I was sitting on my bed, twitting my thumbs and thinking homicidal thoughts. I was thinking about all the different ways I could kill a human being. My favorite so far was the use of my power, which was to shoot bullets from the palms of my hands.
       My blood contained a very high concentration of liquid iron, and with a little practice I found that if I focused hard enough I could shoot the blood from my hands, the high metal content virtually making them bullets. This was indeed a very painful process; each time a bullet was fired it would burst forth from within my skin. My hands always had a scar in the center of my palm from where the wound had healed. If I shot before the wound was completely healed, or still fresh, it would just reopen the cut. Also there was the recoil, which sent a shock up through my arms, but I always stood my ground and showed no sign of feeling any pain.
       I despise this place. Always have and always will. I've frequently felt the urge to escape but my powers to the extent of my knowledge of them are unfortunately limited, or else I would have killed the bastards by now. I do not believe that I am immortal. My only other noticed ability is speed; I can go up to approximately three hundred miles per hour. How can I use this to my advantage if this place is so heavily guarded and they've taken such precautions against me? I will kill them, even if it means I have to die in the attempt.
      I have to be sure….I have to be careful and cautious to the extreme. To rescue Talon as well would mean slowing me down a great deal….but I have to. She's been like a sister to me through all these years of agonizing loneliness. I'll save her but after that…she's on her own.
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        Talon's eyes snapped open as the door opened but the silhouette she didn't recognize, the shadow was tall and had a feminine form about it; the coat was also black instead of white and longer than the average laboratory issue.
      She rose to her feet and the shade moved casually toward her. She felt her heart quicken as she smiled, ready to take the hand of the Angel of Death. She wrapped her arms around it and began to cry but was roughly shoved away. She caught the sobs in her throat when she gasped in surprise.
      "What the hell are you doing? Don't ever do that again!"
       She had never seen her before but that voice was unmistakable, she could recognize it anywhere, even if she were in a sea of one thousand. That was Clay.
        Talon looked at her for the very first time, her eyes drinking in every inch of her saviour of the past fifteen, otherwise excruciating years.
        Clay was tall and slender; her long platinum blond hair cascaded past her back and almost to the back of her knees. Her bangs just barely covered her honey brown eyes, which held such an empty pit of sadness like Talon had never seen before. Her trench coat brushed the floor; it was huge on her, hiding her away. Her face was angular with a long and slightly pointed nose and pale lips that were unsmiling, and her stance was an impatient one.
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       When Talon had wrapped her arms around me, I was disgusted. No one had ever touched me in such a way before. I looked at her pathetic figure, she was much shorter then I, petite, timid, weak and helpless. Her wings dropped like a depressing reminder of her everlasting burden and deformity on her back. None the less, her eyes glimmered bright and cheery to match her smile. She was so pale that she could have easily passed for a porcelain doll.
     "The alarm will go off soon. We better get going." I said.
      Talon was still smiling at me like I was some kind of God. She reached for my hand but I pulled it away. My number one rule is absolutely no unnecessary human contact.
      I found it strange how such a simple motion as pulling my hand away could have such an impact on her. She looked crushed and her eyes misted, she said nothing. Instead, she put her hands in her pockets and continued to grin up at me.
     "I want you to know that I'm going to kill a lot of people now." I warned. I didn't know how much she knew about murder but I didn't want her to get all freaked out on me.
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      When Clay pulled her hand away it scared her. She wanted Clay to like her but so far she didn't think this was going so well. Clay had liked her just fine before, all those desolate times when she had confided in Clay.  As she thought back, Clay never confided in her. She never told Talon how she felt….but she had told her some things like how she dreamed of killing people every night and how it never bothered her. She always liked those dreams, especially the parts where the blood sprayed everywhere. It kind of creeped Talon out but she didn't say anything because she knew that it had meant a lot for Clay to be telling her that stuff,  even if it did give her additional  nightmares to the ones she already suffered.
       In this one particular dream, she had told her that she had escaped the lab and went on a rampage and killed everybody that had gotten in her path. She said that after she was done, it was raining blood and everything was covered with it. The city was drenched and she just couldn't stop laughing.
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       I knew that it wouldn't be long before the alarm was sounded and more scientists were called. I had gotten to make my first kill, the scientist, I hadn't known his name, had come to lock the door but the fool hadn't worn his bullet proof vest and I killed him point blank.
      All at once, before we were about to turn the corner of the hall, the alarm began blaring and flashing red like the gore she was about to spill upon the walls.
      Guards rushed at them from the front and behind. The laboratory guards looked a lot like the SWAT team but they were different in a major way. They differed in the fact that this team was trained to hunt, capture and kill mutants. They were shooting to tranquilize at the moment but in most cases they aimed for the heart.
       Talon moved in closer to me. Terror stricken, she shivered like a newborn lamb but I offered no comfort. Instead I smiled as the guards stopped charging and crouched behind their shields, aiming their rifles and waiting for their orders.
       I felt great! The best I had felt in…well I couldn't remember ever experiencing such joy and completion in my entire life. Moving like lightning, I rushed forward and the whole world slowed down. A dart drifted slowly by my head. I simply reached out and swatted it away. More darts floated by, but when one struck Talon, I decided that this wasn't a game anymore.
     I pulled my hand from my coat pocket and fired, shooting all of the guards in the face. Their shields were no match for my speed and force. This is was what I had counted on all along. Even though I knew of the many ways the scientists had secured this messed up fort Knox, I knew there would be a fault somewhere and I found it.
      I turned and took care of the rest. When they were dead or dying, their blood and exploded brains gathering on the pristine white tile, I slowed down and knelt beside Talon. I lifted her head in one crimson hand and held her with the other.
     I may have come across as not liking her earlier but I really do. I know I have a very shitty way of showing it. I just don't like being touched, what's so bad about that?
     "Listen to me Talon. Talon, Talon can you hear me?" Her eye lids fluttered but nothing else. My heart was thumping and the siren whirring and screeching was not helping any. All around me was the dim lighting, blood stains and rank smell of death mixed with floor cleaner. I knew there would be more guards coming soon, so I didn't have much time. "You're going to be alright ok? Everything is going to be just fine." All I could hear was that damned siren and my heart. "You've just been tranquilized that's all." I lifted her up and began to carry her.
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She opened her eyes and saw she was in the air but wasn't flying. She looked up at Clay's blood stained face and realized that she was being carried. 'This floor wasn't one I had ever seen before. This must be the top floor, it has to be.'
      She had never left the hall of experiments (which is what they called the second underground floor.) She knew they must be almost out.
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        When I found that Talon was fully awake and recovered, I swiftly put her on the floor. She ruffled her feathers a bit and continued to walk alongside me. We turned down another corridor and passed a cluster of offices until a scientist wandered out in front of us.  
The scientists on the first floor had no clue what was going on right under their feet, so naturally seeing a girl with wings came as a shock to him. He stumbled back in surprise, spilling some coffee onto his lab coat.
      "Wha-what?"
I shot him between the eyes. Talon gasped and put a hand to her mouth, she had never watched someone die before. I merely grinned, laughing as we stepped over the body.
      At last I was away from that wretched alarm and now, I could think properly. Talon was aghast at that dead scientist, even though I had warned her beforehand. Ha, pathetic. Good thing they can only hear the alarm on the second floor, or I'd have a lot more nerds playing God to deal with….
      "Umm…Clay. There's more."
       I sighed and my eyes snapped to where she was pointing and there were some mundane looking scientists but they all held pistols in their hands, leading me to believe that they were a member of the guard that had just been notified of my escape. No matter. I slaughtered them too. Blood splattered all over the white walls, like rose petals on snow. It was hilarious, the way their heads just went pop! Then they just didn't exist anymore, because I didn't want them to.
      We continued on our way, Talon was always glancing around nervously. I couldn't care less, even when more members of the guard tried to block us off. Apparently, they had told everyone working on the first floor there was a deadly chemical spill in one of the labs and had sent everyone home so the mess could be safely and properly cleaned up.
      I ran, leaving Talon behind for only a moment so I could grip my hand on some bastard's face and bust it like a bloody water balloon. Spilling red vengeance, I quickly disposed of everyone else. This was almost too easy and I thought that they would be prepared. Maybe they thought they had brainwashed me as efficiently as they had brainwashed Talon.
     Maybe brainwash was too strong a word. They did try to convince us right from day one that there was no escape and if we tried, we would be killed. Talon was just more gullible then I. The poor girl had actually believed their wretched lies.
     I was tired of our slow pace, so I scooped Talon up again and ran. I didn't run at top speed because Talon's body wasn't designed to handle that, even though she could fly pretty fast herself. I had to admit that she was very light and not difficult to carry at all.
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     One moment, she was standing, facing the guards and waiting for Clay to make her next move and she had swiftly lifted Talon off her feet instead. They ran through the guards, their darts flying after them. Clay zigg-zagged through, not even getting a single scratch. They sped through the lobby so fast that she couldn't properly see her surroundings. The next thing Talon knew, they were outside. The air was cold and it made her gasp harshly. A million stars twinkled at her for the first time through the darkness.
     She was horrified; she had never been outside, read a book or watched a single television show. To her, all the stars looked like a thousand eyes. She had no time to panic because Clay wouldn't stop running. They ran for at least a mile before they had to stop when they came to a seven foot high fence.
Clay halted, just in time too because any second later they would have crashed. She placed Talon on the ground and glared about. They could hear the guards running toward them, and for once in her life, Clay was nervous, not for herself but for Talon.
      "What are you waiting for?" She snapped at her. "Hurry up and fly!"
Talon hesitated for a moment then slowly spread all ten feet of her angel white wings. Clay stood back as she began to flap, beating her magnificent wings against the winter air. In only a moment, Talon was high enough to go over the fence. She fluttered her wings harder in an effort to hover as Clay climbed up the chain link and jumped down all seven feet to the other side.
     When Clay was over, Talon swooped and made a graceful landing, not bothering to properly fold up her wings.
     "We have to go, they're coming and we'll only be safe in the city." Clay explained as they sprinted.
     "But I can't let the other people see my wings can I?" Talon didn't know much, but she wasn't stupid.
     "No we can't, so we'll have to hide in the woods."
     The guards were getting closer and that put Clay in a very bad mood.
      Without even being told, Talon spread her wings again and took off.
      She loved flying more than anything ever. Even though it was cold she didn't care because I had never felt this free. She flew higher and higher until she could see the forest a little ways below the hill. She swooped and dived, catching a few updrafts before floating down with ease into the trees.
She thought it was pretty strange how cozy branches were. Clay was beneath her tree in seconds, looking up with a scowl, so she hurried down to her.
      "We have to be fast, they're bound to search the forest." Clay wasn't even out of breath.
       Talon nodded, not really looking at her because she was much too busy looking at all the different trees, the sky and the grass…..
      "Here." Clay handed her the trench coat. "This should hide your wings well enough if you fold them up properly and extremely tight."
     As she put it on she asked, "Won't you be cold?" It was freezing out here, the wind was bitter and  Talon could see her breath come out in clouds.
     "No. I'll be fine."
      She had the coat on now. It was so huge on her she could have pitched a tent and lived in it. "Are you sure you'll be ok? I mean, it's freezing, and you've only got on a t-shirt and jeans."
      Clay shrugged. "I was going to leave you now, but I guess I can't because you have my coat."
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      "Let's go."
      "Where?"
      Talon didn't know anything about the outside, but I did. The scientists had given me books, so I'd know enough to do whatever it was that I was supposed to have eventually done.
     "We can go to New York." Before Talon had a chance to ask, I explained. "New York is a city on the other side of the country. We're currently in Kelvin city of Washington state. Everyone left New York when there was supposed to have been a flood. Everyone had just dropped everything and got out of there as fast as they could.  Once they heard that there wasn't going to be a flood anymore, they had already made new lives for themselves in other places, so they didn't want to go back to that crime riddled city anyway. So now there is a bunch of abandoned stuff there, and criminals all flock there, and no decent person dares go because it's so dangerous now."
      "When did this happen?"
      "I think the year we were born, two thousand and forty seven. Well you were born in the year two thousand and forty eight because of January and all." I corrected.  
       Talon was about to ask me something else, but I stopped her. "We have to go right now. Once we're in the city they won't attack us. That would cause a disturbance and then everyone would discover their lovely little lab. So let's go."
     Talon and I ran side by side. I didn't dare whip through this unfamiliar forest, I didn't want to crash into any trees. We were solely relying on what Talon had seen when she was flying over head, to find our way out. Talon was coughing violently; all those years in a cold, dank basement hadn't exactly done wonders for her sensitive respiratory system.
     My breathing was just fine. I was built much stronger and sturdier then Talon had. I had been built for speed and harsh weather conditions.
    We burst from the trees and into the city lights and buzzing traffic.

The End

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