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Chapter 8 by TMJ2008 TMJ2008

The world could be ours, he says. Kinda cliche, but can't say it's not tempting. What's your answer?

Hmmm, tempting, tempting...but nah.

"Pass.", you say shortly, much to the surprise of the doctor and the trepidation of the others with him.

The Doctor looks blankly and uncomprehendingly to you for a moment, blinking and then giving a shaky smile in disbelief. "I'm sorry, what was that?", he asks.

"I said, pass.", you say as you reach out for the doctor once more and your hand closes atop his head, your powerful fingers flexing to grip the doctor by the skull tightly enough that he can't escape but not tightly enough to crush it...yet, "I'm gonna pass on the offer, Doc. Thanks anyway."

"B-b-but, why?! I'm offering you the world! Power! Prestige! Wealth! W-why would you say no!?", he cries out as he struggles against your hold, his voice panicked now as he knows you could crush his skull easily if you felt like it.

"Well, firstly, I ain't never been a team player. I'm more of an out for myself sorta guy. Ain't got it in me to be leader of nothin' or employed by nobody.", you reply as you lift the doctor up off of his feet by the head, the scientist kicking his feet in the air as you hold him aloft, "Secondly, I don't much think I like there bein' more guys like me. I kinda like bein' one of a kind here, Doc. That bein' the case, I'm thinkin' that I might have to make sure that there isn't anybody or anything left around to make more like me, right?"

"Y-you can't possibly mean...!", the doctor cries out.

"Yeah, I'm thinkin' that, if I smash all the equipment you got here, crush this place down to rubble and, oh yeah, kill each and every last one of you scientist and guard types, I might make sure there ain't anymore guys like me made, right?", you say matter of factly as you kick out at one of the guards who had been with the doctor who had started to lift his gun, your foot landing solidly on the man's midsection and caving in his chest and ribs as he goes flying back.

"B-but, surely you don't think we hadn't backed up the data or sent it off to our superiors.", the doctor exclaims wildly, "Your plan is flawed! You shouldn't do this!"

"Like I said, Doc, I'm a convict, not an idiot. I'm thinkin' that, since you thought I was another failure, you didn't send nothin' to nobody and kept everythin' in house here to make sure your big bad bosses didn't have anythin' to yell at you 'bout. After all, a smart guy like you who seems as up his own ass as you wouldn't want to make yourself look bad, if you don' t gotta.", you say, explaining your reasoning even as you stomp on the other guard, crushing his legs and leaving him screaming in pain on the ground until you silence him by stepping on his head, "What do you think, Doc? I got you pegged right?"

The doctor's silence speaks volumes as the other scientists that had been with him cower against the wall, fear robbing them of their senses as they sob and shudder in terror.

"Yeah, that's what I thought. Bye, Doc.", you say and, with that, close the hand that had been holding the doctor by the head, fingers crushing skull easily and popping his head like a grape. Blood and gore splatter over you and the scientists remaining as the doctor's lifeless corpse falls to the ground, twitching and spasming in its **** throes. You loom over the other scientists and give a smile.

"Well then, time to get to work, ain't it?", you say with that dangerous smile as you step towards the scientists menacingly.

So much to kill and destroy, so little time. Actually, no, there's a lot of time. How do you use that time?

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