Leaving was the crawler.Attempting to be as distanced from the lab as possible.Becsuse that was where the crawler was forged.That was where he lost himself,only to gain another he was not.

  The crawler flew away,but flashbacks would not let him leave.It was not the labs security,it was his own mind.

  Every security program held its breath.Holding fire,because they knew who it was.The labs descendant.The one and only survivor of the lab.Not survivor in terms of being freed.But in terms of being awake.With a mind that knows of light.

  Flashbacks hitting the crawler from everywhere.There it was.He saw a little boy sitting on a pile of rocks.Crying but no tears dropped from his eyes.He had no more tears.He had no more eyes.His eyes were burnt by his torture.His tears were taken away by him.The boy could not cry anymore.The boy could no more see what others could.The boy could now more only see darkness.He knew not of light anymore,knowing only dark.

  But the crawler declined to remember.He could not fall back to who he was.Its who he is who matters.Who he will be.Because who he is represents who he will be.Then a flash is made.A flash both the crawler and the boy see.Both of them reached out for it.Only to head back to the journey.The crawler,passing his 20s and the boy,who was only near his half a decade old.

  Both of them not remembering justice.But the crawler about to remember .

  He was in a cage,the little boy.Where he was even younger.Not just young,but an infant.Who was just born.Crying like every other new born,but with tears of much more weight.He was born months earlier than normal.He was born at only 4 and a half months of pregnancy.But it was on purpose by the lab workers.

  Yes,the little boy had been born inside the lab.His mother being a prisoner of it.His father being an experiment of the lab.Not an actual father.After just a month if being captured by the lab for projects.She attempted to escape.But her escape only had her come across other lab experiments.Who were sneaking out.Them seeing her dominant beauty,and her trying to run away.She was caught.Caught brutally.And the 5 of them circled around her.For half an hour she was used.For half an hour she was destroyed by the 5 male lab men.At the end,all of them were caught.The men being executed in the centre of the lab prison,but not the woman.The woman was kept in a special cell.

  The scientist,Jonathan Hebrew was the one in charge.

  "In the lab we had many different sorts of people,but never had we ever had someone born of the lab.Someone forged inside the lab.This is a project we must have." Shouted the scientist.Out of pure excitement he was.Finally being able to make the first finalised lab project there was.

  The woman was forced to take chemicals,to force her birth to be earlier.Because Jonathan knew,that she wouldn't take it till the end of 9 months.The radioactiveness inside her body was too much to handle for almost a year.So they tried to get the baby as soon as possible out.As they did.The mother barely ever got a glimpse of her child.She held it once,for a few seconds.Holding the tiny sized baby.It didn't seem like a monster.But it spread radioactiveness around.The mother only ever got to say three words to her son.

  "My little knight." With a tired voice is heard.Being her last ever breath.Dying right after her first and last words to her son.

  Jonathan was amazed.

  "A human with such radioactive levels could be revolution to our projects!" Shouts to the heavens.Resembling his total victory.

  -"Yes sir!Should we make more of his type then?By your command only"Says the solider near by him.

  -"No,I do not even know myself how this baby got out.The others will end up being killed by the levels of toxicity there will be.This child is truly a miracle!"

  -"Not a bright one indeed "

  -"Not a bright one for him,but the brightest for our dreams Trevor!"

  -"Ay sir!"

  Years later,the boy would only be 5.Weaker than any other child in the lab.50 children there were.But only the little boy was the weakest.There was a project outgoing where the children would be taken more care of than past times.Aiming to make the most brutal killers out of it.They made sure none would be gone too soon.

  Their training had already begun from the day they could walk,the little boy being too weak to walk,he crawled.

  "Look at the crawler!He can't even stand up!" making fun of him was another young child in the lab.The little boy was born too early.His cells were not even finished.But the scientists were slowly taking care of it.Enchancing him daily.Even by his hundred of injections,he yet could reach the levels of the once injected other children.But Jonathan held hope for it.Believing it would be their first ever success.The lab was newly opened.Being in use for only 3 years by then.So no killer had been made yet.Every ones bodies had gave up long before they could make it.

  Years again pass.The little boy having reached his 4 years of age.The other children were still at different levels.But the little boy was out playing them in everything contributed by the brain.It was not by the way he was born,but the little boy had critical thinking at its best for his age.Not enough was it still.The head scientists still desired more from Jonathan.Jonathan didn't lose his hopes even after his appearanced failure.Jonathan and his team had been working all day in their labs to find a way to bring the little crawler boy to his peak forms.Meanwhile,the little crawler had already found it's way out of the lab.He didn't go far.There was no place to go.He simply sat next on a pile of rocks and watched as the river drived far from him.

  "River,you don't have free will.Youre just like me.Forced to thrive for the rest of your life.Tell me,when does it end?"

  The river able to answer,but declining the little crawler.He was not what he had to be yet.He had not reached a glimpse of his potential yet.An unworthy person of talk.A person made in the ugliest places there are.Places that not light could be reached.The river simply splashed it's waters onto the little crawler.Giving him a sign.A sign that he was not special,only uglier than the others.So went the little crawler away,back to his cabinet.He had already calculated how much time he could be outside before getting caught.His time outside ran out.But he was happy,because he'd see the river again the next day.Or at least he hoped.

  The next day,the little crawler was taken into more extreme pressure.Screaming the little crawler was.His painful times had already came up,whilst the other kids were listening.Theh found it a way of torture due to his lack of strength.So the kids went on to try always at their best.Even exhausted,they cried sweat out of their skin.Theh so at blood.They bit their arms to forget the rest of their pain.Only to not end up tortured.

  The little crawler had his birthday.Expecting to have his birthday present of rest.Not only was he not rested for a single day.But on top of it,he was taken into his first ever torture.He was just a kid,but the scientists thought they had to be quick.Only by his first day of being 5,five would be his lives if he were a cat.Because in one day he died four times.In one day he lost tears 4 times.In one day he so at blood 40 times.In that day,he cried 400 times,each going on for 4000 seconds.Only,the same process would proceed 40 thousand more times.More to come sooner or later too.

  More years going through.The other kids yet to start torturing.But the crawler having already been to 3 years of it.The crawler was scrambled into pieces.The pain being so much,that he sometimes held his breath for as long as he could.Attempting to not breathe again.But each time the scientists would bring him back each time with their equipment.

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  During that time,the little crawler was both being tortured and in training.Having to go against of the rest of the rested kids.While he himself could not feel his heart beating any more.He did not know whether it had stopped beating,or taken out by the scientists.Yet he had a heart,beating so hard making it have no space in between the beats.Maming it seem like it didn't even beat.

  Every kid would always win against the little crawler.The last to be picked in sports games each time.The last to be picked in team games every each time.Being laughed at,being spat at.Being humiliated by the other kids.Having his head plugged into the toilet.Having his hands put into mixers.His feet put into furnaces.The little crawler still felt nothing.Still could not know pain.His heart being still.He now more only knew of pain.Making him unable to recognize it.

  Then,at 10 having living organisms slid into his throat,only to come out of his ears and crawl back into their place.Absoloute torture the little crawler was in.Its purpose being to turn him completely into their side.Remobing all hope from him.Making him a soldier of theirs.tortured he was,Every day.Tortured he was,every week.Every year.Having jellyfish stab his feet multiple times.Then forced to run multiple miles.Circling the facility 100 times.His feet burning after each interaction with the ground.But he had to keep going,if he had not then greater trouble awaited him.Jabing injections put to him daily.Absoloute torture.

  It was about then when he was put into his first ever cell.Rather than being tied into a chair with razors scrabbing his feet all night.With beating being the conclusion of his voice being heard.The little crawler could finally sleep.When he went into his room,he saw an old man.An unfamiliar face.

  "Are you my new tortured?" with a scrambled voice he whispers in pain to the old man"

  -"Never be could I.Only my first day it is here.But I'm sorry,you're tortured here?"

  -"Why would I be not?"

  -"Darling,you're a child."

  -"But I'm only a peace of poo."

  -"No you're not.Is that what they tell you kiddo?"

  -"No,they say much worse.Im just not allowed to say those words."

  -"Why what would happen if you say a bad word kid?Only a word it is!"With a smile on his face.Trying his best to make the little crawler laugh.

  -"I don't know,let's find out sh*thead!"Shouts the little crawler,with an enlightened smile that lit his room from the other corner of the facility.

  The cell room opens.A guard comes inside and starts beating both of them up.Making them both spit blood.Brural it was.It was the first night the old man had spent,already spitting blood.He could have not foreseen what his future could be.He wept while having his head on the wall or the cell.Looking up,but getting no answer from God.

  -"Why God!?Why would such people exist?To me alright,but why to the kid!?"Wept the old man,as the kid fell his head onto the old man's shoulder.Crying with no tears being poured.

  The next day,was the first official experiment of the little crawler.The rest of the kids first torture day,when from him it was already his peak torture day.Enjected with lion radioactive genes.Meaning to make him a super solider.Failing roughly.The failure was only a second long.But the consequences were a day long.The little crawler had done nothing,but he was done to everything.

  "Jonathan,make sure to be ready for tomorrow's 2nd expiriment on that kid."

  -"But sir,his body has to recover.In the end it might be too much for him."

  -"I don't care at all Jonathan.And don't you dare raise your voice on me.This kid has only brought us failures till now.What more could his death bring us!"

  Chat the two in charge of the experiment.Jonathan in charge of the kids and The other scientist in charge of the facility.

  On the second day,the little crawler was injected with her more expiriments.This time,he was put panther genes.Failing to claim even one aspect of its strengths.Third day it became,enjected with a tigers genes this time.Fourth it was shark.5th hippo and 6th gorrila.

  "sir,the kid has gone to 6 expiriments in 6 days.This cannot be extended!The kid must rest."Says Jonathan to his higher up.

  -"Getting naiver I see!Don't you dare talk to me again until that kids a monster.Im commanding it's tortured to not hold back."

  That night,the little crawler was destroyed even further beyond.Being broken into not a million peaces.Being broken into ashes.The ash becomimg carbon, and the ash itself breaking.The atoms of his core being disabled.Cut out into ash as well.His soul now having nothing to be driven by.The kid was only 10,but 10 thousand times he died that night.But each time his body was at its end,his tortured would heal him using the serums.Only to keep going even further.The crawler was then put back to his cell.Still thriving for the light he asks he old man.

  "Why,why does it have to be me?"

  -"Our God only puts his mightiest struggles for his mightiest soldiers."

  -"I don't care who I am!Who is he?Not appearing once in front of me to save me."

  -"You see kid.He is not with us,we are in him.We were made by God,forged by God into God.As he watches over us at all times.He made us,giving us a choice to either become the best of ourselves,or the worst.Which one will you choose kid?"

  -"Why would I have the power to choose,look at me.Made in the lab,Will end in the lab."

  -"We are made by God you see child,we cannot be God.Only s being that would be made of God would be able,who doesn't exist yet.Just like there was no being made of the lab,until you.Being of the lab,means you are who will take it down."

  Go on chatting the two of them.The old man and the little crawler.As in the next day the expiriments progressed.Being put eagle and falcon genes this time.Two in the same day it was this time.Failing for sure again.Tortured in the night.Destroyed into ashes again.Screaming with such pain,even his ancestors could hear him.It was brutal.But the little crawler was about to change the next day.The crawler was about to be born.

  The next day,came the great horned owl genes.Making it the 11th expiriment in 11 days for little crawler.The expiriment got set up.

  "if this kid fails again,death shall find it!"

  commanded the higher up before the final expiriment was executed.The lab prisoners hearing in suspense.Would the end of their sweet little boy?The only soul in the lab who treated others like humans?Was hearing a kid that made fun of him by the door.A kid that was saved by the little crawler.Before being caught sneaking at night,taken by the little crawler in order to not be seen by the soldiers.He made fun of him,yet little crawler laughed alongside him,telling him some of the jokes his roommate spoke of to him.

  Then it happened.The little crawler screamed.as the little crawler was annihilated.every lab facility heard of him.Then,he became the crawler.Little wings grew out of his back.His eyes changing.His body forming into what he would from now on be.It was a success.But not a rest day for torture.He was again tortured that night,which would be the last day he was tortured only by man.This time no response was made by him.He seemply stared at his tortured as he was tortured,with his mighty owl eyes.He was photographing the land face.Making sure if he saw him again,after his escape he would be killed by the crawler.

  On the next day,he was put into a room where projectors displayed texts, and speakers words.It was philosophy.In a matter of 9 days he had already heard everything he had to learn.From Aristotle,to Socrates,Einstein and Issac Newton's theories.He would be forged then to be a killer.A monster of the lab destroying palace city hopes of being alive.

  "You know,it is only in our darkest times where we find out our false purpose.Dont listen to the voices kid."

  Was listening the kid at the old man talk about "the truth" or rather his own truth.The crawler was trembling in craziness.Having been listening to all that knowledge for 9 straight days.With no rest or sleep.Naked,with a body that's not his.All of the aspects that failed to add onto him in the past expiriments had been woken.He had so many genes flowing into his muscles and blood.He was starting to lose his humanity.

  Being put against the other kids.It was not only mind he passed them anymore.Theh were strong,but now the crawler could comprehend againts them.Being the top talk of the scientists all the time.For 10 more days he was put into fighting lessons,having to kill his own people.He resisted but after being revoked enough,he soon blew it all out.The candles of the birthday cake of the crawler has been blown.The candle having the shape of number 1.Being the marking point of the crawlers birth.

  The crawler now,went back to his room.Trembling again,this time much more.He had made his first ever kill.He was disgusted by himself.

  "It is not our mistakes that represent us.It is our reaction to them." Speaks the old man.

  "Ive only been a month here.About to break out already.But remember my words boy.Be different.Be special."

  His motives were upgraded.But still he was being tortured to be the labs pet.The lab trying to destroy all of his motives.But he held onto them tight.With hope.The hope of justice.It was that day where his first break out happened.Trying to kill the senator of the facility.But shot right before he caught him with his sharp claw finger nails.He was finally a monster.But he had forgotten his old man's words.Searcbinf for vengeance rather than justice.And that day his torture finally reached its maximum.Being injected both healing serum and acid in his blood vessels while tied on a chair full of metal spikes.The crawler screamed to the moon to save him.The moon did not answer.It seemed to not know of him yet.He called to the sea.But the sea stayed still.He spoke upon nature.But nature did not care of him.Since he was of the lab,not of nature.

  Then,he called the suns name.But without knowing,Palace city's sun was now more only false hope.

  Then it was that it first happened.His muscles flexxed at their maximum extend.Hid wings grew bigger and his claws too.Becomimg a meter taller did the short crawler.He was on his rampage mode.A mode Jonathan had made where he reached his peak performances.Created to kill,but used by him to destroy the lab.Tossing the guards around.Torturing the Torturers themselves.And when bullets were shot at him.His intensibely flexxed muscles deflected the bullets off of his naked body.No protection,yet protected.The crawler then flew away.Just like in the present.They were now of the same position.

  the crawler was only not even 11 yet.Wandering around the forests of outside of Palace city.Hunting and adjusting.Learning and progressing.Finding lab members and assadinsting them.The same activity went on for years.Until one day,he met Mary and Mike.Inside their little shelter he found them.As he asked them "Are you of the government?".Getting the response he desired.Knowing they would help he joined them.But,it was a dinner he realised where he was.Mary and Mike had given him Hope.They had both made his heart beat again.Made his soul warm again.Gave him clothes to warm his body as well.He was finally walking towards his old man's words.He would find justice,forget about vengeance.He would become the knight crawler!

  The flash ended.The crawlers past and present were separated.As the crawler gained his vision again as he flew back to his hide out,he fell to the ground.Fell like a falling airplane.Jammed his head on the ground but got back up immediately.Slowly walking in the forest.He was once again desolated.Mary then appears in the woods.

  " It is not our mistakes that represent us,it is our reaction to them that does"Mary quotes to the knight crawler.

  He goes on to hug her,but it was only an illusion.Not treated only as an illusion by the crawler.Treated as action.He made those words action at once.Now more,he would again be the knight crawler.Not the crawler everyone called him.Niether the little kid or grown up that is spat at.But niether the one that kills.The on that kills not humans,but the injustice inside of them.

  Back at his hide out the knight crawler was.Watching by the window the city.watching over it again.Without waking up the others again.Silent and seeking.Seeking of the light.

  As the dark birds sang for the dark moon.Cheered him up.Because he has deflected hope to them.Rather than only displaying it like the sun,the liar did.Becoming an example for the world to shine.Not shining hit lighting the world up.