Chapter 3: Power of Infinity

I could smell the evil coming off of him without even knowing him, the intent to kill lay deeply on his mind. His hair was Jet black and spiked up in a similar way like my own, and his eyes glisten red and blue..it was strange. The machine soon stopped after three minutes of awkward silence. The smaller man held out his hand while the bigger one handed him the purple concoction. "Do you know what this is, Lycian?"
"OK, why don't you shut up about this "Lycian" stuff, I'm a cop dammit! I am just a normal cop!" I couldn't stand the idiots in this place any longer, I had to find a way out, and defiantly before he does something with that purple potion. It was to late, he held the potion up and blurted "FINALLY! After countless years of searching, after so many years of living in this god forsaken world, I will supply the people with one!!" He edged the potion towards his lips and delicately drank it up. While he was going zippidy-do-da over the potion, i cut the chains loose and waited for whatever was coming.
Nothing. I had to guess that something went wrong, because nothing was happening.
"NOOO!!! I KNEW IT-I knew..this would happen! we are missing something..but what!?" The boss man was very pissed,"You..you're a FAKE!"
"YOU kidnapped ME here! And now your accusing me of something I myself don't even believe to be real?!"
"Shut up..Brock, kill him"
"With pleasure..." I made a get away for the door rushing out into the hallway. The man shot ramped, bullets ricocheted everywhere off the walls. I saw the ragged brown folder on the desk, picked it up while still running for the exit. I busted down the door and headed out, but, he shot me in the shoulder, and then again in the right leg! I trip over myself and down a hill, the rain was coming down in buckets and the thunder louder then it ever has been. The pain was so devastating for some reason..never had I felt a pain so horrible in all my life. It felt as if my skin was melting away, but how could a bullet do that? I didn't have time to think that, I passed out from the pain.
"Saiyonara, Lycian..."
I woke up, the rain cleared up a little bit, I found myself floating down river and I kept thinking about that bullet, and why the hell it hurt so much. I was so tired...I hadn't slept in forever, well, normally anyway, I just wanted to sleep. I looked to my right and saw a person screaming out to me, but it was to late for me.. his voice was slow and deep. I felt colder and colder with each passing second, it felt like someone was siphoning my very life and for the first time..I felt remorse and scared to be alone...
I smelled something very good..like beef curry with potatoes and gravy. My eyes snapped open and I jolted up, the bed violently shook and the two people beside me got the daylights scared out of them. "Relax, you're safe here, you'll be OK," said the old man, "Tell me son, how did this happen to you? I've never had to pull silver bullets from a body before, and where you were shot shouldn't have been so fatal, bu-but, you were almost dead." I eyed him and the man standing next to him. It was all making sense now, for the first time i felt sure about myself..I've heard about a "first time for everything," but this was ridiculous! What that giant said back in the lab, it was all true. I was adopted by my parents, never knew my real ones, never really cared to be quite honest because I figured they thought i was a freak or something but one of them also had to of been a Lycian, right? "Son?"
"Oh!..I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"What happened to you?"
"What happened to me?" I paused and gave a slight chuckle to myself, "I found myself."
"Harsh way to find that out if you ask me boy, what's your name if you don't mind tellin' your savior?" The old man wore big round glasses, his hair was gray and went down to his shoulders, he wore an old ragged white overcoat and had 3 strange instruments in the left pocket of the coat. They looked like pens, but, I wasn't sure.
"Jared, Jared Darome,"
"Well Mr. Darome,"
"Jared, Please,"
"...Jared, This here is my son Joe, and I'm Doctor Allen,"
"Hey,"
"And my wife's in the kitchen cookin' up some supper if you wanna join in." I was hesitant at first but I agreed. The house wasn't huge, but it wasn't small either, it was a nice medium sized farmhouse on the outskirts of Jarden City. I looked around still on the alert, ready for anything that would happen, but the doctor reassured me i was safe now. I was never really safe, but I couldn't risk telling him why I was shot, whether he knew i was a Lycian or not, which I care to wager he didn't if he was wondering about the silver bullets. It was simple monsterology, Silver bullet kills the wolf, wooden stake kills the vampire, unwrap the bandages to kill the mummy, blah, blah, so I figured that's why it hurt so badly.
"So, Jared," said the man, I was guessing it was the good doctors son. "How old are ya?"
"Joe, don't be nosy," his mother said
"It's alright madam..I am 28"
"Hey, I am too! What month?"
"October 30th"
"Wow, mines October 31st!" Somethin' seemed fishy here, and it wasn't the crayfish. Joe was about six foot nothin' with an average body, no defining features except his wacky red hair and sharp lookin' canine teeth. He seemed like a mellow guy, but then again I've only known him for an hour. But a slight sense about him reminded me of myself, I couldn't quite place it though.
"Lycian!" I blurted out.
"A-wha?" The doctor gave me a stare down with a serious look in his face but his son just looked at me like I was crazy.
"Sorry, that's my native tongue, wondering if anyone knew it.." I silently went back to eating my food, finished up, put my dish in the sink, and rinsed it off. Doctor Allen threw his hands on the table and said, "I want to see both of you boys in my office after dinner, and on the double, there is something of great importance that i must tell you." Hm..I hope he's not upset about the Lycian thing..Maybe i should watch what i say from now on, but we both agreed and after dinner headed up to his office.