THE AWAKENING: BIO-GENETICS
Chapter 98: Mean Words

Chapter 98: Mean Words

"Enough," Hiro said sternly as his grip tightened against the bed sheets in a tight hold.

Ten shaky eyes on him. "Hiro-"

"I’m not something you have to figure out," he said in a low tone but Ten heard him loud and clear.

Ten gulps but he didn’t back down.

"But still we can’t just overlook the facts here... I mean this is an unknown virus we are yet to oversee what it’s capable of!"

"STOP IT TEN!" Hiro shouts, rising to his feet abruptly. "Can you even hear yourself?!" he yelled.

"You sound like them", his teeth clenched. "You sound just like the rest of the scientists who wanna skin us as guinea pigs"

Ten froze at his words, his eyes trembling.

"So just stop it! I’m not something you can figure out! I’m not a puzzle!".

Ten’s head hung downwards, his body trembling slightly but then it ceased. "I’m sorry" he began faintly realizing his mistake. "I went too far," he adds, raising his head and revealing sad eyes.

"Tsk!" Hiro made a sound of annoyance storming out of the room.

Ten leaned backward, his back hitting the bed, his green eyes fixed on the ceiling.

"Idiot Ten" he cursed himself. His curiosity got the better of him again and he went too far, he should have known it was a sensitive topic for Hiro. He sighed heavily, not exactly the type of reunion he wanted with his roomie. He went ahead and blew it up.

_ _ _

Boy’s Bathroom

Hiro allowed the shower to pull freely on his head, the leather black material covering his eyes still on, the thing got wet but dried up quickly, it was one unique thing about the leather.

He felt it with his finger, lining it. His mind drifts.

_

One Year Ago

Level 11: Medical Facility

"Do I really still have to wear these?" Hiro asked, feeling his fingers against the new black leather material Hachiro brought for him, for his eyes.

"Yes," Hachiro said, adjusting his glasses.

"It’s important you must, the virus around your eyes is still unstable, the components of the Ring will keep your eyes from going off... accidentally"

"Ring?"

"Yes... a name we call it... considered cool I guess," he said in an unpleasant tone.

"I see," Hiro said with an unreadable expression, his fist tightening around it.

"You must know its important to wear this at all times"

_

Present Day

Hiro placed a palm against the tiled wall in front of him. ’Enclosed by this fate’ he thought sternly. ’I hate it...’ he hated that he had to be subjected by some virus... this virus within him took away his sight, and yet was a blessing to the other bio-genetics, they were faster, stronger, fast healing abilities... but him... to him this was a curse, a curse he wanted to escape from... not just that he was now being singled out for not possessing the full traits of a bio-genetics.

His teeth clenched hard at the mere thought of that, he hated the feeling of even being vulnerable... but more... he hated feeling different.

Suddenly he heard noises of laughter and chats as the rest of the boys stepped in to take a shower, all feeling free as they stripped and wrapped their towels around their waists.

"So what do you say, let’s do some push-ups and see who lasts longer than 3000" one said.

"I will surely beat you"

"Today was cool wasn’t it?"

"My blood weapon is so cool, it merely just transformed when I touched it"

The chatter went on and on, as they occupied the rest of the shower space.

Hiro just silently showered, he washes his hair, the foam coming out more.

"We all have mastered our weapon, we’re in fast-growth progress... now those Kaiju’s are gonna get what they deserve".

"Hey... didn’t you see?... not all of us have mastered our weapons... we have a slacker".

Hiro’s heart slammed a loud heartbeat as the action of washing his hair stops instantly.

"Kimura Hiro... isn’t it?"

"Ah yes... the son of the late General... too bad he didn’t take after his dad... what a waste"

Instantly the door to Hiro’s shower space barged open, as he stepped out.

The boys froze seeing him, not realizing he had been there the whole time.

Hiro steps forward, a towel wrapped around his waist.

One of the boys, Saionji Mosu, has dark blue spiky hair and black eyes. He smirks in a twisted manner, exactly who he was talking about was here right before him.

"Well if it isn’t the star of the talk... Kimura Hiro, the one bedridden in the past year, suddenly appeared" he said in a mockery tone.

"Stop it Mosu... let it go" Sama San whispered to him, he had brown hair and yellow eyes, Mosu was always fond of starting a fight, he wanted to avoid just that, a fight.

"It can’t be helped, can it..." he said in beaming amusement, not giving an ear to his best friend San’s words.

In silence, Hiro walks right past them.

"Let’s just have our shower" Ienari Kaneko said he had salmon hair and eyes.

"Ah, truly a waste... it’s hard to believe that the late General has a son like that... I bet he’s disappointed in having such a son who can’t even live up to his name... tck tck... I bet he’s been living in his dad’s shadow... it can’t be helped, can it?... the apple does fall far from the tree this time, poor General Kimura" he said in a freelance tone before bursting into a pearl of laughter.

It was like a rope snap, Hiro’s teeth clenched hard, before they could blink, Hiro turned on his heels, the water droplets going up in the air due to his sudden moves.

He came at Mosu fast, sending a punch to his jaw, the force pushed him to the ground, and Hiro climbs on him giving him countless punches on both his cheeks, blood spilling.