Short story

Ok so taking a break and here's a short story. Now I don't mean this to have any conection to the Bible or anything of that sorts. Just a story. I wrote this in like an hour, idea and all so it's very rough and the such. This is also mine please don't copy it. Wouldn't want to need to do anything unpleasant.

I held the fate of this world in my hands. I had the choice to save it or let it be destroyed. I watched it as this world fell to pieces, all because of me. This journal is the story of me and the fall of this world, earth.
Who am I? My name is Xavior Mark. What am I? Even I could not tell you.
The year is 2080. Advacements in science have far surpassed the balance of knowledge and wisdom. The human race was destroying them self and not even aware of it. All their eyes set on gaining scientific knowledge. They were all obsessed with knowing everything. It stopped being 'knowing how to live' and turned to 'live to know more'
It was only a matter of time.
I'm am ashamed to say I was exactly like them, in fact I was them. Back then I was human. Lived in New York city, the palace of power. You need to take a test to even be allowed into the place. I worked there along with my five brothers. We all worked in the army department. Science was the only important thing. Making science enhanced soldiers was the other big thing. Faster, stronger, farther, larger, that was the direction every one was going. Who ever reached te end first could control the world. We wanted it more than anything. We were on the edge of getting their. We only needed volunteers, but we were met with nothing, no one wanted to. No one wanted to risk it. We knew there was risk. We thought it was small enough. It wasn't.
With no one signing up me and my brothers did the only thing we could. We tried it on ourselves. Strapped each other up. Trained people how to opperate the systems. How to keep us safe. If only we taught them how to keep them safe.
We thought the experiment went with out error. We were under for a day, like expected and awake and feeling normal the next. We were normal for a week, every day testing if anything changed. Nothing. After a week though it was Terrible. It was 10 days later from the experiment. We all woke up with kiling headaches. We tried everything but they would not go away. We thought thay would drive us to madness. But after a day and a half it stopped. What relieve I tell you. Complete silence. We thought that was it. That it was over. It wasn't. A Fay after the headaches had stopped pain, like you have never felt before. Every bone, every muscle, every cell in our body was fire. Again we thought we would go mad. But again this stopped after a day. We did not realize it then but we were already on our way. Our reflexes were getting faster. We were getting stronger. Then one night we went to sleep. What happened them no one knows. Nobody ever woke up or felt anything, nor did they dream anything. We woke up and all felt fine but then we looked in to the mirror.
I could not say what I had become. I still had reginizabke features. Eyes, though they were now a sold red and black swirl, a mouth that was larger and had scars around the outside as if I had bitten myself several times. And hair though it wasn't near to being human hair. It was a blackish blue color. And every strand seemed to be as hard as steel. My hair covered my face partialy. Hiding one side of it. Besides those appearences, everything else was different. Me neck was almost non excistant as my head hit my shoulders if I tilted it. My ears were small and closer to my head and was pointed at many points instead of rounded. My whole body was about two feet taller making me eight feet tall instead of six feet. My legs and arms were thick and muscular. My chest as big as a barrel. My hand were also larger peportionaly than they were before. I could cover my entire face with them. My finger nail were sticking out an inch or so and were as hard as bone and coming to a sharp point. This was what I was from then on. I then turned around to examine the back side of me. I never had dreamed, Wings. No not angel wings all white and feathery. Black and purple thin skin like wings. I serched my mind for the muscles to control them and soon found them. I outstretched them. 16 feet across, about five feet height. No longer human and with out classification. All my brothers were the same as me. We kept our self hidden for a day and talked amoungst each other as to what to do. No one had a clue. No one would know who we were and would lock us up before we said anything. We soon found out that our strength was to great for anything in the humans world. Bed would be crushed by our weight. Doors to fragile. Floors too thin. We were already outcasts.
We soon grew tired of hiding we made calls to people and told them of our plight. They were not considerate. "come in and we'll prefrm some test and see if we can help" they do not want to help they want to know. We decided that no longer would we hide if we stuck together we would survive no matter what. We would find some way of being normal. We escaped our hiding place and showed us to the world. We knew at once we were not welcome. We were flying out of New York and at once we were opposed moch one jets. Attacked us with tranquilizers. We were all hit several times but they had no effect. Whether we were to strong or to big or our skin to thick we did not know. But we did know we were safe from it. We landed out side New York and again we were attacked. Tanks and infintry. We again tried to get away. We were all hit with missles and pelted with machine gun fire but we realized the bullets were bouncing off us and the missles only causing momentary pain for after they hit we were already healed.
My brothers warned the humans that if they continued to fight us we would begin to fight them. They did not heed the warning. They began fighting us harder and harder, and with that my brothers fought harder and harder. So far nothing could do more than scratch us. We headed to the high mountains in the west of north america hoping to find some quiet. It was not there.
It seems that the world grew a new obbsession that year, us. Every country fought us. We moved from place to place. I tried to avoid blood shed when possible but my brothers were the opposite. They fought everyone, at any time. We did not need sleep anymore. We almost did not even need food or drink. Though we were all this we were not invincible.

It was in alaska. We were about to fly back to california since Alaska was getting to crouded with army infantry. We flew between two giant mountain peaks and were then resting by a stream filled with salmon. We had not had rest or food for nearly two weeks ad would need it for the fly back.
After ten minutes, they were upon us. 50 pound shells showered down on us we blocked all of them from hitting our faces which were our weakest point, and took most of the force with our arms. They healed in a matter of seconds. But out of the bushes surrounding us came both tanks and infantry. The hammered us. All of us were getting hit in the back, then the front, then the side. We jumped towards them attacking them with our hands and bodies. Any thing that would do the job. For the longest time they seemed to keep coming and I soon noticed that my injuries were taking longer and longer to heal. I was just about to fly away when I saw that they were thining in ranks. Soon no more soldiers were taking there fallen comrades spot. In a minute more they were gone. The river was then red with far more than just salmon. I looked around, everyone accounted for. But one of my brothers was sitting down. One of his wings cut in half near where it was connected to his back. Very slowly I could see it begining to close to gap but then somthing bothered me. Along with all of the other physical enhacements we all had enhanced hearing. This is why we did not expect the people in the bushes. They must have made a sound barrier. The sound I now heard was a low whistleing. Not the high pitched kind of a regular missle but a lower pitch of something bigger. My brothers had heard it to. We all looked to the skies. There it was. A huge missle with a radio active sign on the side. It was traveling close to speed of sound and we only had several seconds to get out of there before it was to late for we have never gone up against somthing of this sort. We launched into the air and flew off as fast as we could. The missle followed us gaining speed, trackng our heat. We went even faster than before. We were almost at the same speed as the rocket but my brother , the one with the injured wing, could not keep up. He yelled for us to go and keep going and that he would deal with the rocket. We figured he had a plan. Or at least a plan that didn't involve any sacrifice for that was not like him. We all watched him as he stopped moving he busted hovvered there slowing flapping his wings looking at us. The missle was getting closer. He smiled, the first and last smile I have seen since this whole thing started. The missle collided. A huge shockwave flew out and knocked us to the forest floor. As soon as we recovered we flew back up to see if he had made it. Nothing but a radioactive death zone for miles around. We knee it would be dangerous to stay around so we left.
That was the begining of the end. One by one my brothers fell. Led into traps by their lust for revenge. Soon. There was only two of us. The human considered themselfs master of hunting us. They did not realize they had already began destroying their world. All the radioactivity was destroy everything. Right then I had the choice. I could leave earth forever and my brother would have to follow or stay and watch as the world crumbled. I could not bring my self to leave my fallen brothers. I would not avenge them because that would harm the world even more. The humans fired a nuke at every flying thing they saw almost. We lived in antartica at the time. Bearing the cold and wind. We were desperate for a life of being normal. We regretted every move we had done since we were born.
My brother was getting more and more angry at the world, who could blame him. I left for a day for some hunting of some game and when I returned I did not find him. I tracked him and found him back at New York. Going on a rampage. They could not fire a nuke there for it would kill everything. But he was there for four days. Attacking anything and everything. They evacuated the city as best they could in a day and fired one in. My brother knee this would happen but he did not care he wanted to die, everyone was against him.
With that I am the last one. I stayed hidden for years but soon the effects of the nukes took over everything. World wide famine. Death everywhere. Trees died never to come back. Oxygen was almost deadly. I did nor care for I did not need oxygen. It was then that i decided to leave. I ate as much as I could an made my self sleep for the first time in years. I would need the strength. I flew off. It took me a day to reach the moon of earth. From there I looked down in the earth. It was no longer green and blue but gray and orange. The coldness in space is nothing i have ever known. It sucks the strength out of you. But I did not die. I flew and flew and flew. From galaxy to galaxy. I thoughtbalmost nothing fr there was nothing to think about. I was the onlly one left. I have been flying for 100 years. I know I am not immortal but I am far from mortal. I am searching for a world to live. With people to talk to. Someplace I am accepted. There i will live and be happy. If anyone is reading this, this is my story. Do not let knowledge overweight wisdom.
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