//------------------------------// // Death's doorstep // Story: Like no other. // by Saint-Mercy //------------------------------// Death has a funny way of ruining people lives. Well, that has many meanings, but for me death wasn't something I feared. I mean of course I worried about dying, but that is just instinct. In all reality my death wasn't tragic, it didn't truly hurt anyone. My death was meaningless, yet outspoken. It proved I would rather die than be some...some science experiment. I kept rambling on, only it was more of thinking than actually talking. I don't know how long it's been. The sun never rises, the moon never appears, the sky is nonexistent. Just complete and utter darkness. Death's a dick. I mean come on, give me something! I hate waiting, I hate doing nothing....it is all...boring. Death is boring, just floating here in nothing, do I even exist? How long am I going to wait Death is patient, was this going to be forever? . . . It feels like it's been years. Nothing ever changes, have I gone mad? Is death insani- . . . I sucked in a deep breath of air. Wait I'm breathing? My eyes opened. I can see?! I could hear a constant sound of a steady beeping noise. I bolted straight up and slammed my head into some type of device that hung from the ceiling. "Ow fuck!" Wait! I can feel pain! I'm alive! I'm alive! I took a look at my surroundings, I was strapped down to a table, devices were hung around the room....some were sharp. Oh god, no! They were going to cut me open. I screamed as loud as I could. "Just let me die!" I heard an increase in the sound of my heart monitor. I heard a rush of footsteps come from outside. I looked over to my side, the door I just caught site of flew open. "Sedate it!" I heard a masculine voice yell. I saw the owner of the voice. An anthro that had nothing special to note. I heard unintelligible murmurs. "Fine I'll do it!" He left and came back within a matter of seconds. Now he had something note worthy. In his dark blue coated hand he held a syringe. I let out a blood curdling scream as he walked closer. "Don't worry, this won't hurt a bit." He jabbed the syringe into my arm. My screams stopped as I felt the warm liquid spread into my veins. "You..bastard!" I spat out as I felt the warmth pulse throughout my body. Soon my eyelids became heavy and my sight was swept away into darkness. . . . I felt myself this time, I still stood in darkness but at least I could feel my own body this time. I frowned when I realized this was a dream. I had a sense of myself, yet I couldn't control my own dream. Is this all that's left for me? Empty dreams and darkness? If thats so..then I would rather die. I cant hope for something then wh- My self loathing process was cut off by the images that flooded my surrounding. Lyra, she was everywhere. I huffed out, forma second I thought to myself. 'Did I want a friend?' I laughed at myself and forced the images away. She betrayed me. I thought I learned my lesson already. Never trust anyone. . . . "It's waking up!" I heard a male voice say. My eyes fluttered open. A glowing sun blinded me, so I shut my eyes again. "D-did it fall asleep?" I shook my head. The guy made a 'hmm.' I ignored him. He asked me a bunch of questions but I just ignored him. An hour later he finally gave up and just left. I sighed and took in my new surroundings, I was still strapped down, but now I was on a bed. My clothes were replaced with snug and comfortable sweat like clothing. Weird, as of someone had my exact measurements. I sighed and laid there, waiting for something..anything. . . , It felt like hours, but according to the clock it had only been ten minutes. "How is this my life." I said to the air. There was a knock on the door. No one came in. I watched the door waiting for it to open. Nothing. Another knock. "Uhh..come in?" The door slowly opened, only to reveal an empty door way. "Hello?" I heard a squeak. No way. "Flutters?" I think that's what I was going to call her. If it really was her. The yellow girl with pink hair peeked around the doorway. "Hi." She whispered. Nope, nope nope nope nope. "Go away." I wasn't going to put up with this, nope..just no. "Oh...okay." Wait, she just gave up? Just like that? "Wait." She was already turned around. "Come in." The girl walked in and sat in the chair next to my bed. "Why are you here?" I questioned her. "Uhh...umm..I was checking up on you." What? "Umm, why?" She looked down. "Can I know why?" "I couldn't stand to see an animal hurt." My eye twitched and I remained silent. I could feel my ears burn. "Get out." I said quietly, trying my best to control the upcoming anger. She looked at me and sighed. What happened next just pissed me off more, she patted my head and said. "Be a good boy okay?" I never felt so humiliated in my life. She then turned and left. . . . Is that all I am? An animal? A pet? Fine..if they want an animal I'll give them one. I struggled against my bonds. I could feel the chaffing begin, I pulled and wretched my arms as hard as I could. I didn't care. I felt a burning sensation come from my wrists, it just pushed me to struggle further. I yelled, shouted, growled and snarled. If they want an animal I'll give them one. I felt my wrists burn hotter, I could feel my skin tearing. There were shouts from across the room. I felt something that wasn't a part of me tear. I looked over to see a broken strap. I grinned. "Sedate him!" Not today, I undid the strap on my other arm and worked on my legs. As the door swung open I was in my feet. The doctor holding a syringe received a hard right hook to the jaw, he went down needless to say. Back in my element. I tackled the male nurse that stood next to him, slamming him down. I slammed a fist into his face before getting up and kicking the other make in the groin, fuck fair fighting this was survival now. With three doctors down I ran out of the room. White lights, a long hallway. Pfft, of course I'm in a hospital, what else did I expect. I ran down the hallways until I saw an 'exit' sign pointing me toward the closest way out. Thank the void for public safety requirements. I slammed open the exit door and caught sight of where I was. The royal palace. My face fell, I was here once...and fuck if I didn't wanna be here again. I saw three fliers heading straight for me. All sported the same spandex suit. Blue with a yellow lightning bolt running down the center. One of the doctors must have called for help. Of course who would be the first to be on the scene? The fucking Wonderbolts.