10 July 2012
(read part 1-11 first)
The fire burned in the distance. Flashing lights illuminated the wreckage and the noise of sirens blared in his ears. All of them gone. His parents. The shadowknights and the first and only friend he had had in five years. Charlie. He had friends in England. Then he had been popular. The sporty one. Then there was the chase. The General had known of the disease and wanted to try to strengthen it. Try to use it for himself. The electricity helped him with that. Then managed to get Matt to America. For treatment. For the first four years he just got test results and tried to learn of it. Then he got angry when he didn't get what he had wanted. So Matt was taken. Torture it was for Matt. He was questioned every day. And the main question was, 'where do you come from?', he had never understood it. Now he thought he did. It wasn't a normal disease. It was like a parasite. A living thing. The electricity excelled it. It was slowly draining him of his life. He was talking to it! Years of eavesdropping was enough to work it out. And the reaction of the Shodownights only added to it. Professional soldiers wouldn't do that. Something else would have to. Damn it! He thought, why did this have to happen. He thought back to his parents and years started to well up in his eyes. Gone! All of them gone. How could he survive. He would be classed as a criminal. On the run. He wept.
A figure plodded through the mud. Not that Matt cared. It could have been the general and still he would have taken no notice. "Matthew!" shouted a voice. A familiar voice. A kind voice.
ShadowKnight Part 12 • Opuss № I