"I am a villain"

Chapter 11

I looked at the detonator for the explosives. I only had a ripped dirty t-shirt and a set of torn bloodstained jeans on no underwear. My story was that I had been kidnapped and basically been used as a taste tester and punching bag for some higher-ups since I was abducted and sent to be transported somewhere else. I sighed. Fuck this would hurt like hell.

"Luna Do not eat my pain. I need to have broken bones and burns on my body once I'm found okay?" I asked looking at her. She moved her entire body up and down and I rubbed her face. I clicked the detonator and Burned it to a crisp in my hands. The explosives were 3 stories above me and the room I was in would protect me from the worst of the collapsing building. It came crashing I felt the explosion and realized I had grossly miscalculated how much of the impact I would feel. I passed out my clothing burning my hair too and I knew the tattoos would be burned away along with the emergency call button for the serpents. I did that myself before passing out.

 I woke in a hospital an officer I hadn't seen in a while sat by me reading my report. I groaned the pain hitting me like a truck. Funnily enough, I think I've tried worse.

"Good you are awake," I turned to him. He pressed a button and 7 people entered the room none I recognized and only 2 were medical personnel. They did what they had to ask me questions and examine my body then they left and the real interrogation happened. I stuck to my story mixing in truths with lies shaking my voice when necessary and even bursting out crying. I seemed terrified put up a convincing act and made sure I leaked nothing they could use as evidence. In the end, they believed me even with video footage of different restaurants. I had per the instruction of previous 'bosses' tested their food. That was why I chose this very excuse. 

They pried but the more they pried the harder I cried emotionally I didn't feel anything but it was convincing. I was discharged after 5 days and moved to a private facility outside of the city. I sat in a room with 3 people once again and I was keeping up the act.

"We can put you in witness protection but there are no promises that you will be safe," I just looked at them and the fake distraught was good enough.

"I just want to go on and have a normal life. Get an education maybe a partner and a dog," I said my voice shaking tears rolling. I saw the sympathy as they were manipulated.

"We can't promise you that but you can have a decent existence," One said.

"you know what? fuck this. If I can't escape them let me fucking kill them," I said getting slamming my fist on the table as my chair was knocked back.

"You can't do so on your own but if you want to then there are plenty of ways you could help limit them," One said calmly. Now how do I steer this towards the military without making this look suspicious?

"There is something you could do," One said. They handed me a flyer for the military education act. You got 3 different educations, one of your choosing, one the military chose for you, and the military training was considered its own education however as compensation you would sign away 6 years of your life and a minimum of 50 field missions.

"Mir you think this is a good idea?" One asked.

"Let's do it. I want fucking revenge and even if I can't get that I can at least get a chance of having a normal life once my time is over," I said looking at them with pure determination on my face. Two of them tried to talk me out of it the last one was filling out the paperwork needed for me to enlist and I did. I sat in a car. We were on our way to the base and I just thought to myself. What was I doing? The thought hit me and I looked up at the night sky. What was I doing all this for? Why was I fighting them? Ivy didn't seem like a bad person but Neighter had Robin until he assaulted me. Ivy was lying but I wondered if that was out of fear or because he wanted me to be oblivious. What would I do? Where was my life headed? I had done things I was not proud of. I looked at the things I've had to do. The people I've had to hurt...