No use

I choose to live far away from the city on purpose. To make sure it was quiet and nothing could startle me. It was not because I was scared of noises or bright lights, yet I was scared of what I would become if something bothered me. There was another part of me that could take control at that time. It was not something I was entirely in control of, yet it was built into me. Why? Because it made me a great asset to someone else’s operation. Yet they never thought it would mean for me later on. You’ll always hear stories about soldiers that come back from war and still have extreme alertness leading to them being hyperactive. This is sort of like that but instead of becoming hyperactive, I just change into a different person.

It was about seven years ago and I had just gotten out of school. There were not many colleges where I lived so I started working small odd jobs just to get by. That was when the war broke out. My country was under attack and they were recruiting essentially every man from the age of eighteen to thirty. With no other work in my life I did not even try to run from it, I went and put my name first. The form was quite easy to fill out since I did not have many families, whose names I could put. After a few days, I got a phone call, it was the government, they said that I had been selected. To be a part of their special forces elite group. I was quite excited but that did not really last for that long.

As I entered the facility, they took me to a room far away from everyone else. The chief of the armed forces looked me dead in the eyes and said “Son, we want to make you our secret weapon” I was confused? What was about to happen? I had heard about this in movies and seen it in comics but I did not know that it was going to be real life. They said they were going to add another part to me. That I would essentially be two people so that I could still lead a normal life. Yet when in war, this other guy would come out. Before I could say anything at all about my liking and my preference they gassed the room. The chief had a mask and got out while I fainted. Reduced to nothing but just my physical body. I don’t really know what happened after that.

All I know was that I woke up the next morning and I was still myself. Yet as soon as a siren rang, this being came out of me. I was machine-like, so I went out to war and I fought my heart out since that was what I was programmed to do. Then boom, one shot to my leg and the machine I was didn’t have any functioning. They dragged me out of the war and told me I was not worth fixing or deploying anymore. So there I was sitting at home with a machine inside me that came out when it was loud outside. With no value and no meaning just simply waiting for death. I was chosen for greatness without my own choice, and I was chosen for failure without my say in it either.