Silver Blood

I never had a bad life. It was never good either, just not bad. The chance came for my life to change. Was i wrong in choosing what i did?

The darkness in New York draws a crowd. Those who you would stray to avoid, the shady druggies looking for a way to get there next fix.  The tourists intent on hitting every site to see before dawn. The business men you would and could always hear on his phone. Then there's me, the kind who try to just walk with purpose, alone, looking either straight or on the ground. The silent kind you dont want to mess  with because he might be in with the mafia or some other crime organization. I'm neither well not a crime organization anyway. I do...odd jobs for my employers, The Silver Shield of course that's not the real name. On the outside there a major Pharmaceutical company. Majoring in muscle growth and metal stability. Anything with physical or mental advantages.

 

I am the best at what i do. The best at what the organization does. Adrien keeps me well informed of this fact. The leader of the Silver Shield and my personal friend. We all have to go to him for our assignments. What we do? We hunt...the paranormal, things that hide in the dark, things that if people knew existed would s**t there pants. Name it, I've hunted and killed it. A few people have abilities. Those videos you've seen of teenagers having more than average balance, or moving things with there mind, sometimes even moving nature around them? Notice i said teenagers. What Adrien taught me is that as adults we use about five percent of our brains. As children we have the capacity to use at least 8 or 9 percent. That number decreases as we get older dropping from things we do. Like the food we eat, the music we listen to, the people we hang around with, things we do in our spare time. It all adds up to either the decrease or increase of brain activity. Those teens are at about eight percent, with the slight talent of the supernatural.

 

If they find someone who might have a sort of gift, they find them, pursue them, get the facts to see if they can do what they do. Once they find someone with bonified powers they take them, test them, erase them from society and make them work for them. They give them this pill...this purple pill, praxionite i think they call it. It helps there brain grow and stay grown. With the help of a proper life style someone could get to twenty or thirty percent of there brain capacity. At forty percent the body begins to change im proof of that.

 

Although i may look normal my eyes, and my tounge are changed. I wear a pair of dark shades at almost all times to hide them and i rarely ever talk to begin with so i dont really care about the tongue. I was the single acception to that rule most hit twenty or thirty. They didnt take me from my parents, my parents are dead. My father was murdered and my mother died during childbirth. I wonder what kind of people they where. but non the less as a new born Adrien's father adopted me. put me into an experimental program. Project 163, i was the only survivor. They crushed the praxionite pills into powder and put it into babys milk or food. Apparently mixed with food of any kind makes the praxionite becomes poisonous. Out of the 50 children choosen i was the only one to adapt the praxionite into my body.

 

Why am i telling you this? Because this is how i saved the world. This is how i saved you. This is how i saved myself. This is how i die.

Author's Note

This is my first story. would love to think of what you guys think. I will upload chapter by chapter. I know the description didn't really say much, im horrible at thinking those up.

Reviews

[Epipsychologist]

It's an interesting idea, and I'd like to hear some of the things the narrator has hunted and killed (and I think he should start with people). This does need some heavy editing as far as spelling and punctuation go though.