SHIELD Agent Rhapsodos: A Part That Remains

:: Lonely Road ::

Genesis never felt so alone in his entire life.

He was outside of his comfort zone. It was like adapting to his degradation all over again—just without the pain and the dying.

Here he was, in Chicago, the Windy City, in the United States of America; he had no idea why he was sent to this particular country. There were hundreds of nations and hadn't a single clue where he was. The strange thing he had come to find out was that this world was filled with humans and animals, but no monsters. This meant his combat skills were near useless unless he decided to join the military.

Worst of all, he was a freaking teenager! No money, no place to stay, and raging hormones that were bound to make his emotions unstable. The auburn haired 'teen' only wore a black hoodie, a red t-shirt, and black jeans—and he had thought degradation was bad. Genesis ended up in the worst parts of the streets, where gang fights were frequent. The streets weren't a safe place to stay, but he didn't really have anywhere to go. Heck, he didn't even know what to do.

For three days he wandered around the streets, scouting the area to become familiar with it and to find whatever scraps of food that were available. Whenever he came across any spare change on the ground, he'd make sure no one was watching and snatch it up greedily. Genesis wasn't proud of it, but he wanted to know more about this new world he lived in, and an empty stomach wasn't going to help. He was able to survive with little food and water thanks to the Mako he still had in his veins. However, he didn't know for how long he would last and if he was going to survive in this new life, he needed more information about this world.

Another week passed by.

Food was rare, but he now had other problems.

Genesis cursed as he breathed in and out deeply after he got chased down by a gang calling him a 'Mutant'. He'd remember reading from thrown newspapers that it was what the people called those who had special abilities. With the way his eyes were glowing, they suspected him for one. Another few hours after running, he bought cheap colored contact lens off of the street to cover his mark that made him a SOLDIER. Sure, he did manage to beat up one gang by himself with the abilities he had, but it only made the whole affair worse. The gang held grudges and he was forced to leave the area he first 'dropped' in and find a new area. All he still had was an old backpack with survival tools he found through his walks on the streets and the clothes on his back. The bad thing was, they wanted him dead just because he was different.

Here he thought he was free from being called a monster.

In desperation of finding a new home, he eventually (another week later) found a youth community that was actually willing to let him in. He knew the Goddess was kind and forgiving in this life. In just three days he was accepted into the foster home foundation, there was an opening for smart street kids to get a scholarship program and a chance to get a full education. Genesis was determined not to waste this life and took the test. He passed with flying colors, that was thanks to his time in ShinRa and the fact he was actually a living a second time around.

The auburn haired teen didn't care he hadn't had real foster parents yet. Personally, he preferred getting this done alone. He'd pass the cadet classes with relatively no trouble and now at the age turning sixteen soon, he shouldn't have any trouble, right?