Bit of a story
Posted by Will Keilloh on Monday, April 5, 2010
Date: 23rd August 1980
Location: Undisclosed
Time: 11:23 am
This was the time that he was born.
The mother died giving birth, the father bailed on the mother 2 weeks before she was due to give birth. The boy was born into a world that wouldn't understand him. People called him special. Decided that there was something wrong with him. They found a 'Hospital' for people like him. The mentally challenged. But in reality, he wasn't ill at all.
The hospital was named Linchman's Hospital. It specialized in taking in children who were mentally handicapped, whose paren't wouldn't ever give the time of day to. Back then, the mentall handicapped were labeled as sick. Asif it was some sort of disease that could be cured. No one but the patients and the secret sworn staff knew what went on inside those walls. In it's early days, they had 5, maybe 6 patients. Easy to take care of. Clean up crews were always free to clean the children when needs be, but as word of this hospital spread, parents who either didn't have the stamina, or were just too damn lazy, found refuge in dumping their special children there, then leaving, saying to themselves 'They're in good hands'. They were wrong.
As more and more patients were taken there, the less efficient the staff became. Soon there were nearly 100 children there. Staff, who were up until then, fully capable of controlling the children, using various methods to try to 'cure' them, were quickly losing control. To establish themselves, things turned nasty. Beatings were a regular. Children were chained to their beds, uncleaned for weeks, maybe even months. The smell was so unbearable, the staff wore gasmasks. These children, uncapable of helping themselves were put through hell, just because of a mental deficency. However, it was not just the mentally challenged who were taken there. Fully aware people were being unloaded on them, with problems such as Pyromaniacy, Paedophilia and anger issues, to name a few. They soon dominated themselves above the rest. As you can guess, the results were grousome. No one knew what was happening inside, so it went unchecked for years.
One day, a boy was dumped there by another hospital. They claimed he was mentally handicapped. He was a genius. Far smarter than anyone else. He was a mutant. At that time though, mutants were widely unknown. A few strange occurences here or there, no one reads too much into it. This boy challenged everyone who stood in his was. The staff, the mentally able patients who'd gone insane with power, everyone who went mentally against him would lose, however physically, the boy didn't stand a chance. They locked him up in solitary confinement 'For his own good' as they would say. Unknowing that something inside him was brewing.
When the boy hit the age of 15, another mutant factor kicked in. The boy was strong. Strong and smart. He broke through the metal door they had once used to cage him, and he went on a rampage. Anyone who'd wronged him in the past, he put them down for good. Morals didn't apply here. Not for him, not for anybody. No one stood a chance against his force. He broke down the doors of the hospital and free'd the prisoners.
He broke out of the hospital the following day, but not before murdering the head of the hospital. The man who'd been allowing this atrocity to occur for years to, now countless, defenseless human beings.
He beat him brutally, mercilessly and insanely, then took him to the roof and show'd him the sea of patients flocking, running for their freedom. He showed him how human they were and how from this distance, you couldn't tell them from any other human, because although mentally they weren't the same as everyone else, they still just want to be free.
And then he threw him off the roof and watched him fall to his death. He felt no guilt and no shame.
He fled to the nearest town and was accepted into the home of an elderly woman. She clothed him, fed him and gave him shelter. He stayed there for a few months, until the day came to leave and move away from the town in which he suffered for so long.
Location: Undisclosed
Time: 11:23 am
This was the time that he was born.
The mother died giving birth, the father bailed on the mother 2 weeks before she was due to give birth. The boy was born into a world that wouldn't understand him. People called him special. Decided that there was something wrong with him. They found a 'Hospital' for people like him. The mentally challenged. But in reality, he wasn't ill at all.
The hospital was named Linchman's Hospital. It specialized in taking in children who were mentally handicapped, whose paren't wouldn't ever give the time of day to. Back then, the mentall handicapped were labeled as sick. Asif it was some sort of disease that could be cured. No one but the patients and the secret sworn staff knew what went on inside those walls. In it's early days, they had 5, maybe 6 patients. Easy to take care of. Clean up crews were always free to clean the children when needs be, but as word of this hospital spread, parents who either didn't have the stamina, or were just too damn lazy, found refuge in dumping their special children there, then leaving, saying to themselves 'They're in good hands'. They were wrong.
As more and more patients were taken there, the less efficient the staff became. Soon there were nearly 100 children there. Staff, who were up until then, fully capable of controlling the children, using various methods to try to 'cure' them, were quickly losing control. To establish themselves, things turned nasty. Beatings were a regular. Children were chained to their beds, uncleaned for weeks, maybe even months. The smell was so unbearable, the staff wore gasmasks. These children, uncapable of helping themselves were put through hell, just because of a mental deficency. However, it was not just the mentally challenged who were taken there. Fully aware people were being unloaded on them, with problems such as Pyromaniacy, Paedophilia and anger issues, to name a few. They soon dominated themselves above the rest. As you can guess, the results were grousome. No one knew what was happening inside, so it went unchecked for years.
One day, a boy was dumped there by another hospital. They claimed he was mentally handicapped. He was a genius. Far smarter than anyone else. He was a mutant. At that time though, mutants were widely unknown. A few strange occurences here or there, no one reads too much into it. This boy challenged everyone who stood in his was. The staff, the mentally able patients who'd gone insane with power, everyone who went mentally against him would lose, however physically, the boy didn't stand a chance. They locked him up in solitary confinement 'For his own good' as they would say. Unknowing that something inside him was brewing.
When the boy hit the age of 15, another mutant factor kicked in. The boy was strong. Strong and smart. He broke through the metal door they had once used to cage him, and he went on a rampage. Anyone who'd wronged him in the past, he put them down for good. Morals didn't apply here. Not for him, not for anybody. No one stood a chance against his force. He broke down the doors of the hospital and free'd the prisoners.
He broke out of the hospital the following day, but not before murdering the head of the hospital. The man who'd been allowing this atrocity to occur for years to, now countless, defenseless human beings.
He beat him brutally, mercilessly and insanely, then took him to the roof and show'd him the sea of patients flocking, running for their freedom. He showed him how human they were and how from this distance, you couldn't tell them from any other human, because although mentally they weren't the same as everyone else, they still just want to be free.
And then he threw him off the roof and watched him fall to his death. He felt no guilt and no shame.
He fled to the nearest town and was accepted into the home of an elderly woman. She clothed him, fed him and gave him shelter. He stayed there for a few months, until the day came to leave and move away from the town in which he suffered for so long.