Underpass Entrance

It was dark, the water was up to his knees. "HEAD....HURT...." Groaned a deep, menacing voice. The darkness becoming bright and blurry as the creature opened its eyes, afraid of his own voice! "WHO SAID...? THAT....ME?" The monster inquired the empty darkness. A pair of hands touched his face, but they were not his original hands. What was original, anyway? "CANT.... REMEMBER... NAME..." the amnesiac monster said. "BUT... NOT. NEVER WAS... WHO DID THIS...?" He couldn't recall a thing, only that his current state should have been impossible which in itself hurt the monster's head more. "TOO...MANY THOUGHT... THOUGHT... HURT... BODY... HURT..." He groaned, and began to crawl down the dank tunnel ahead of him. Over time, the darkness became less so, and the shape of a boat, which was an object he could remember was floating upon the edge of a concrete dock.

"WHERE... AM...?"

The lights over head hurt his eyes, but he slowly grew accustomed to them. "LIGHT... HURT....!" groaned the monster, who then was shielded by a second pair of hands! "WHAT? FOUR... ARMS? NOT RIGHT... NOT... NORMAL...!" The beast gasped, knowing something had gone terribly wrong, and not by the fact he had a pair of additional, working arms and a deep, bestial voice. His skin was smooth, slimy, his fingers were webbed. He could smell something nice like perfume beyond the dank smells of the sewer he crawled out of. "WHAT... HAPPEN... TO ME?" he asked himself, and realized he was wearing scraps of cloth. A reflective white piece of plastic hung to a bit of scrap on his right shoulder. His fingers dwarfed the partially broken clipped on ID badge. He could read 'UMBRELLA' on top, and see a somewhat familiar handsome man's picture underneath. "OS...CAR...? OSCAR...? ME....OSCAR...?" Questioned the beast, but that was all he could read on the damaged badge. He suddenly felt sad... then angry. "THIS... CANT... ME...OSCAR... OSCAR NOT MUTANT... OSCAR.... OSCAR!! OSCAR BETRAYED!!" he shouted, dropping the plastic his large eyes falling to his open, webbed palms... all four of them! "NO...NO!! NO!!!!" The beast screamed, slamming its hands upon its clammy face, feeling large jaws, massive teeth! "NO NO NO NO NO-!!" he continued to panic, seeing red crawling into his vision from the corners of his eyes! What is happening to me?! The flashes of memory just before waking up in the sewer tunnels, his hands human one second, bones snapping and body bubbling like bugs were crawling under his flesh! "NO!!! NO!!! NOOO!!" The monster cried out as he slammed his fists into the walls, breaking through layers of concrete and shaking the room as he felt his body grow a little taller! "NO... ME OSCAR, NOT MONSTER...!" Screamed the beast, all four arms breaking through the walls of concrete, causing a light fixture to break way and swing down upon him, which only hurt him more and forced him to watch a memory of his body warping into something else!

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHH!!!!!"

The beast cried out, his demonic voice echoing throughout the entire building....!

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Oscar breathed heavily... his mind clear now. "OSCAR... NOT ONLY MUTANT? MORE LIKE OSCAR? ALL HUMAN DIE?" He questioned himself. Talking to himself made him feel calm. "OSCAR...SMELL GOOD SMELL.... NOT DOWN HERE IN WET....UP? FURTHER...UP?" He questioned, before walking down a long corridor, his large webbed feet making eerie smacking sounds on the concrete which both terrified him and made him more curious. There was a sudden scream from a man in a labcoat. Oscar winced as bright light fell upon his eyes. "WAIT... OSCAR...!" he tried to reason with his unknown visitor in the tunnel ahead when the sound of gunfire hurt his ears, and the feeling of hot pain entered his left arm! "OW!!! NO HURT OSCAR!! NO HURT! OSCAR NOT MONSTER!!" He tried, but to no avail.

"Oh God, it can speak?!" came the doctor's voice ringing in Oscar's ears. It was then Oscar lowered his four arms. It was a middle aged man with a handgun and flashlight pointed at him, his faded blond hair visible under a flickering light. He looked terrified, and Oscar tried approaching. "OSCAR... OSCAR NOT MONS-!" He tried to reason, before he heard the booming of gunfire once more and the searing hot pain of lead hitting his body! "NO!!!" Oscar screamed, covering himself with his muscular arms again. He closed his eyes tight as he felt terrified! Oscar is going to die...!

Suddenly... something else took over. His eyes reopened, a second iris opened, crossing the other and his yellow eyes glowed. Oscar growled, his body propelling forwards as he screamed:

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHH!!!"

The scientist screamed too, as a massive arm slammed into his arms with the force to break his wrists! Oscar grabbed the man's waist and head, twisting them as he begged for his life, twisting the head off with ease before snapping the man's torso in two! He slammed the lower half of the body into the narrow tunnel's walls, the man's limb's ripping and tearing away before he slammed his foot on the torso till it was flat! Blood painted the ceiling, floor, walls... Oscar's body as he breathed heavily and looked down at the crimson ichor dripping down his webbed hands. Oscar began to... 'emulate' weeping, heavily letting air out of his flaring nostrils, his lips wavering as he shook in place! "OSCAR... TRY.... OSCAR... MONSTER...!" He cried! He knew killing was wrong... but he had to. In order to live. He looked down at the corpse of the human survivor he butchered and then back at his bloody hands.

"HOW...OSCAR BECOME MONSTER? NO... OSCAR IS OSCAR... EVERYTHING ELSE IS MONSTER!" He reasoned suddenly, clenching his fingers into tight fists! "OSCAR... GO UP NOW. OSCAR... FIND OTHERS WHO HURT... HURT THEM FIRST! OSCAR MUST SAVE OSCAR! HUMANS NEED NOT LIVE! NO! OSCAR LIVE!!" He bellowed, and quickly charged off ahead into the darkness!

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