December, 1991
12:22am
I have never hated myself more than I do tonight.
They made me kill a couple that was harboring the serum that created the monster inside of me. They want to create more like me, so they may have more soldiers to control. I would not wish this life on anyone. I hope that they fail.
I bashed the husband's head in.
I strangled the wife with one hand.
And then I left them for dead.
It wasn't me.
I will never forget this. I am so sorry.
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Ephemeral ☇ B. Barnes
Fanfiction. . .in which his memories come and go in waves when he's not in cryo, and he writes them in notebooks to ensure he will not lose them again. #206 in Fanfiction as of 5/28/16. © savagesociety 2016
