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The final unoffical entry for Ohhithere's contest.
I sat on the edge of a skyscraper's railing on a private floor overlooking the city, just enjoying the scenery as I watched the people below me walk about their day heedless of the fact that I sat above them. Reveling in the few minutes rest I got from running from the authorities, today was a good day, I hadn't been seen all-I stopped self reflecting as I heard someone scream below me, nearly startling me off the railing I sat on. I looked down to see someone pointing at me with horror on their face, I sighed and leaped off the railing, plummeting towards the one that screamed, when I got close I flapped my wings and fired my gun into the ground, shooting five in vital areas, injuring a few and gazing even more, but I completed my mission of killing that pest whom had betrayed me. "That's why you don't shout." I stated as a warning.
I flew off to escape and have the chaos distract the cops while I ran, but when I looked back I saw a few ERF helicopters on my tail. I knew my luck wouldn't last long, but not THAT short, where'd they even come from? But now that they're here I'll need to deal with them and their rain of bullets, I spin drop, bank, dive or whatever else I can to dodge the rain while spraying bullets behind me, but I was starting to get tired I heard a loud bang that distracted me as I looked for the source and a second later my right wing erupted into pain as a bullet shot through it and I fell towards the ground.
I woke up in a room strapped to an operation table, I couldn't move my whole body, all I could do was breathe and move my eyes, everything else felt heavy and numb. I heard a door open and diverted my eyes in that direction to see a doctor walking in with someone who had a downcast face pushing a cart with spokes, saws, other blads, a few drills and a hammer. When I realized why they brought it I was interally screaming and trying to get their attemtion to stop, but the best I could do was slightly move one of my wings.
I awoke with a weird feeling in my shoulders and the area below them, less mobility in them, the lack of feeling in four of my limbs and a throbbing headache. I got up and walked to a mirror in the room and was shocked that I didn't see my wings, I turned to see my back and saw two metal plates with five indents where my top wings used to be and two bandaged areas below where my other two were. I then remembered about the doctor and that guy from earlier and my blood boiled, then I punched the wall and it cracked. I took a step back, I'd never realized how strong I was since I usually don't do hand-to-hand combat, I punched it again, the crack grew bigger and a frew pieces fragmented and fell to the ground, as I'm getting ready for the third punch someone enters and kicks my head into the wall. I turn around to see who did it and get kicked again, I punch back, knocking them into the other wall, I run out of the room and an electric shock from the plates immobilizes me and I fall face first into the ground.
I awoke in the same room still with the cracked wall, but I'm not going to try and escape until I get those plates off, so I just wait for something to happen. And it finally comes when I was nearly alseep, two people came in and made me leave, I followed them through several halls and into a room with two mechanical arms inside of eight rings, floor to ceiling. I was given some sort of motion tracking suit to put on and told to stand in the middle of the rings, I did both of those and when I did a voice came from nowhere, it said "Welcome to mecha tracker prototype-7." then the rings start spinning and the arms come alive, attaching to the metal plates on my back and picked me up off the ground as a sort of field was generated just outside of the rings.
My mask turned on and an overlay appeared, then my vision shifted from the walls of a room to a room with seven other robots (all with something different) standing around as they turned on. I looked down and moved around to see what I looked like and saw that I had four wings as what made mine different from the others.
A voice spoke from a headset I guessed to be in my suit and said, "Since you sev-err... eight have strayed from the righteous path, we have made these suits to copy your abilities so you can once again use your powers for good. And since we have a new 'recruit' I will be explaining the rules once more, any damage the mech suffers will also hurt you due to that suit you willingly put on, removing the mask will deactivate the arms suspending you in the air and dropping you on the spinning rings below you, attacking bystanders will have you electrocuted, and defying orders is also electrocution. Have a good day all of you!"
I yawned when it ended, but shortly after that a door opened that we were instructed to go though and we all went out and were sent to take care of various disturbances throughout the city. I decided to bide my time and wait for an opening to make my escape from this complex that I was trapped in as they tried to brainwash me and the other seven I was with to become their attack dogs again.
Prolouge
When I was younger, I thought that the saying "You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain." was completely ridiculous... my, how the times have changed. Now that I am 27, I have learned how foolish my presuppositions were, always defending my belief on that matter. And now I will tell you the outcome of serving your nation for years, I was promised that my identity were be kept a secret... lies, I was promised that I would be able to live out the rest of my life in peace when I retired... betrayal, and lastly... I was promised that I would be rewarded for all the pain and strife I had endured for them... no, I was just given more. Now, I am fighting against the very people I had promised to protect, there you go, another broken promise.
Enough about my sorrows, you are here to see what I do now, and how I look. So let's start again... Hello, my name is (or was) Solomon's Wings, alias-Richard Barrows, no need to hide my identity since you probably already know it, but now I am known as Anarchist's Wings. I used to have a suit of gold, white and baby blue colors and two wings with golden tipped feathers... and now, now I have a more 'casual' look, a black leather jacket with two chains attached to an electronic pack on the back of it, each one with a single edged 4 foot blade, two wings on either side of the pack which are still the same, contrasting the rest of my suit, a pair of black jeans, red soled black boots, I had my dark brown hair short, my crimson eyes in a constant death glare, my skin was mostly tan, and lastly a B-16 carbine rifle was in my hands. Now we're ready for the story.
Enough about my sorrows, you are here to see what I do now, and how I look. So let's start again... Hello, my name is (or was) Solomon's Wings, alias-Richard Barrows, no need to hide my identity since you probably already know it, but now I am known as Anarchist's Wings. I used to have a suit of gold, white and baby blue colors and two wings with golden tipped feathers... and now, now I have a more 'casual' look, a black leather jacket with two chains attached to an electronic pack on the back of it, each one with a single edged 4 foot blade, two wings on either side of the pack which are still the same, contrasting the rest of my suit, a pair of black jeans, red soled black boots, I had my dark brown hair short, my crimson eyes in a constant death glare, my skin was mostly tan, and lastly a B-16 carbine rifle was in my hands. Now we're ready for the story.
I sat on the edge of a skyscraper's railing on a private floor overlooking the city, just enjoying the scenery as I watched the people below me walk about their day heedless of the fact that I sat above them. Reveling in the few minutes rest I got from running from the authorities, today was a good day, I hadn't been seen all-I stopped self reflecting as I heard someone scream below me, nearly startling me off the railing I sat on. I looked down to see someone pointing at me with horror on their face, I sighed and leaped off the railing, plummeting towards the one that screamed, when I got close I flapped my wings and fired my gun into the ground, shooting five in vital areas, injuring a few and gazing even more, but I completed my mission of killing that pest whom had betrayed me. "That's why you don't shout." I stated as a warning.
I flew off to escape and have the chaos distract the cops while I ran, but when I looked back I saw a few ERF helicopters on my tail. I knew my luck wouldn't last long, but not THAT short, where'd they even come from? But now that they're here I'll need to deal with them and their rain of bullets, I spin drop, bank, dive or whatever else I can to dodge the rain while spraying bullets behind me, but I was starting to get tired I heard a loud bang that distracted me as I looked for the source and a second later my right wing erupted into pain as a bullet shot through it and I fell towards the ground.
I woke up in a room strapped to an operation table, I couldn't move my whole body, all I could do was breathe and move my eyes, everything else felt heavy and numb. I heard a door open and diverted my eyes in that direction to see a doctor walking in with someone who had a downcast face pushing a cart with spokes, saws, other blads, a few drills and a hammer. When I realized why they brought it I was interally screaming and trying to get their attemtion to stop, but the best I could do was slightly move one of my wings.
I awoke with a weird feeling in my shoulders and the area below them, less mobility in them, the lack of feeling in four of my limbs and a throbbing headache. I got up and walked to a mirror in the room and was shocked that I didn't see my wings, I turned to see my back and saw two metal plates with five indents where my top wings used to be and two bandaged areas below where my other two were. I then remembered about the doctor and that guy from earlier and my blood boiled, then I punched the wall and it cracked. I took a step back, I'd never realized how strong I was since I usually don't do hand-to-hand combat, I punched it again, the crack grew bigger and a frew pieces fragmented and fell to the ground, as I'm getting ready for the third punch someone enters and kicks my head into the wall. I turn around to see who did it and get kicked again, I punch back, knocking them into the other wall, I run out of the room and an electric shock from the plates immobilizes me and I fall face first into the ground.
I awoke in the same room still with the cracked wall, but I'm not going to try and escape until I get those plates off, so I just wait for something to happen. And it finally comes when I was nearly alseep, two people came in and made me leave, I followed them through several halls and into a room with two mechanical arms inside of eight rings, floor to ceiling. I was given some sort of motion tracking suit to put on and told to stand in the middle of the rings, I did both of those and when I did a voice came from nowhere, it said "Welcome to mecha tracker prototype-7." then the rings start spinning and the arms come alive, attaching to the metal plates on my back and picked me up off the ground as a sort of field was generated just outside of the rings.
My mask turned on and an overlay appeared, then my vision shifted from the walls of a room to a room with seven other robots (all with something different) standing around as they turned on. I looked down and moved around to see what I looked like and saw that I had four wings as what made mine different from the others.
A voice spoke from a headset I guessed to be in my suit and said, "Since you sev-err... eight have strayed from the righteous path, we have made these suits to copy your abilities so you can once again use your powers for good. And since we have a new 'recruit' I will be explaining the rules once more, any damage the mech suffers will also hurt you due to that suit you willingly put on, removing the mask will deactivate the arms suspending you in the air and dropping you on the spinning rings below you, attacking bystanders will have you electrocuted, and defying orders is also electrocution. Have a good day all of you!"
I yawned when it ended, but shortly after that a door opened that we were instructed to go though and we all went out and were sent to take care of various disturbances throughout the city. I decided to bide my time and wait for an opening to make my escape from this complex that I was trapped in as they tried to brainwash me and the other seven I was with to become their attack dogs again.
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