Wipe my existence clean (Topic open to anyone)

Cayden laughed and tightened his grip on this guys head, "Enough about me! Do you not even care that i could kill you right here? That I'm going to kill you right here!?" He said, trying to keep his voice down, though he couldn't keep it down completely and that made his eyes flick to the door and he strained his ears to try and hear if anyone was coming towards the door. He didn't hear anything so asumed he was safe, though his hearing wasn't that great, not much better then a regular humans really. He looked back down at the guy on the bed as he awaited a response.

Azumi winced slightly as Cayden tightening the grip he had on his head. "Not really, but then, we'd have to see if you could first, y'know?" His voice was rising high and higher, and if he kept it up, no doubt he would draw the attention of those men who were searching so desperatly for him. They would still be here, probably, still looking for him. He looked as though he had realized that he was getting louder, and he looked to the door, then looked back at him, assured that he had heard nothing. "Okay, so are you going to try?"

Cayden just looked at him sternly for a little 'we'd have to see if you can first'... now what did he mean by that. "Tssk..." he hissed as he pulled his hand off this guys forehead and crossed his arms again turning so his back faced the bed, "What's your name?" He asked. Something was up with this guy, something Cayden couldn't place, and he'd rather not test his luck right now, winding up dead just after he had escaped wouldn't be all the great now would it.

Smirking slightly as he heard the aggitated noise coming from Cayden, Azumi answered the back of him. "I'm Azumi. Azumi Shiori. And I know you're Cayden already, the guy at the door said so." Cayden didn't look too pleased, and his intentions/threats of killing him sort of seemed to die down a little bit. He could still mean it all, but then, this guy could turn around and try any second, even though it looked like he had relaxed a bit.

Cayden nodded, "Ya...my name is Cayden Acacius..." He stopped and thought for a second thinking of something to say to voice his curiousity. He looked over his shoulder his cold grey eyes examining Azumi, there was something about him that wasn't normal..."You know more then you seem don't you?...About being somones play thing...tested, and shit." He said raising an eyebrow, not really expecting to get much of a reaction, hell maybe this guy would just ignore him.

Azumi considered answering him truthfully or sarcastically. Cayden had settled down, or appeared to have anways. If he was being sarcastic, he'd just start up with the shouting, then the peace would never come back between them. Even if this was temporary peace. "Unfortunatly, yes, I do know something about being someone's play thing. Being their toy, their experiment." He had decided on answering truthfully, but leaving out the details, such as Cayden had. "Perhaps we know more of the same things then we each think, hm?"

Cayden turned around to face Azumi putting his hands on his hips. He thought over what Azumi said. Then he sighed, "Perhaps...it's been years, upon years...this stuff is starting to get old." He said with a groan looking up atthe ceiling then back down at Azumi "How long were you locked up...?" He asked curiously. He was sure nothing could top his ordeal, but he was curious none the less.

"Couldn't be as long as you were. I'd say I was locked up for....maybe for about eight years? You sound like you've been locked up longer, so mine probably doesn't sound as bad to you, huh?"Azumi had been locked up when he was first found after the attack. With half of his body torn up, or gone, the group had brought him to their leader, the scientist who had created his mechanic limbs. He had been saved by the machine limbs, but then he was constantly poked at, prodded, tested, etc. After begging for a release, he was given some freedom. The only thing he couldn't do, and suspected he was being watched for, was to reveal his mechanical secret, or the doctor who made his body such.

Cayden nodded. "Nowhere near as bad, 8 years is nothing. I've been locked up since..." he stopped, he had just been about to say since he was created...but that would be to weird, he passed off this with trying to recall how long he had been locked up, "Since I was born." He finished. "you get used to it after the first 10 or so years, but it was still a pain in the ass."He added with a sigh. He didn't mind saying this much, hell what he said, for the most part, revealed nothing. He could still pass off as how old he looked, he hoped.

"Ah, so you must have recently escaped, I take it?" Azumi asked, looking at Cayden and trying to determine how old this guy was. He didn't look that much older than him. Maybe a few years older. Sure acted like it. "Since you were born.... I can't imagine being there in the labs like that for my whole life...." He still had to go to the place from time to time, just to get things checked up on, or if he had grown any, then they had to be re-sized. It always hurt, too. Re-attaching the nerves to a new piece of metal hurt. Felt like the entire limb getting torn off all over again, actually.

Cayden just sorta laughed, "You really wouldn't be able to imagine." He said shaking his head slowly from side to side, "I escaped...i don't know...six maybe seven hours ago, been running since then...Just started getting tired so i had to stop."He said shrugging. "This is my second time escaping, don't plan on getting caught again this time though." He said glaring at the wall leting his hands drop to his side as he clenched his fists as he recalled the last time he had escaped some thirty years ago.

"You've tried before?" Azumi questioned, looking at the guy who looked like he would never be defeated, or would never accept it. He looked too stubborn to get captured the first time. "Were you not strong enough the first time you got out? Or did they trick you or something?" Those were the only ways he could think that the guys from before could ever catch this guy. Maybe he hadn't been smart enough, or strong enough to get away the right way last time.

Cayden had to think about that one for a while before he finally responded, "A bit of both really...had actually found shelter with a nice pair of people...place i was staying was attacked by those bastards...the people who I'd been living with were both killed, and the shock of seeing the only people i had ever really cared about dying gave them an opening that they took..." He explained with a shrug, "Really they were the only people other then those damn scientists that i ever knew...so..." he shrugged. He still planned on killing Azumi later on so he didn't really mind telling him these little stories.

"Ah, got it," he said nodding, his question answered now and his curiosity sort of satisfyed. "Yeah, I guess that would shock someone when that kind of thing happens." He mused it over, how Cayden said he had gotten captured but had been taken care of by some people who were soon killed by his pursuers. "How are you going to keep running this time? Think you can do it? Keep on fleeing and hiding forever? If you're that valuable to them, then it should be obvious to you that they will stop at nothing."

Cayden sighed, he decided he would answer this one the only way he figured he could escape, "I already told you I'm not human...I'm still growing, I'm still learning, it shouldn't be to much longer till i'm strong enough to kill those bastards. be able to beat those weapons they have specially designed to fight me..." He said with an evil smirk and an almost animal like look in his eyes, even at the thought of seeing those bastards dead...."I just have to run and hide until then...and even if they stop...the tables will turn and i will hunt them and kill them..."

A good plan, Azumi thought. It sounded like it could work. "Might only work if you survive that long and manage to stay hidden for that long. The only flaw in that plan is; could you remain hidden, could you stay alive for that long? You can't just say you will. I'm sure you know that by now. Time can tell you these answers, but only when it happens." Cayden might snap at him now, might insist that his plan would work and that he was wrong. That he would survive and deny that he could get captured and dragged back.

"I will survive! I will not be captured!" He said angrily, "Im stronger then i was before, after my first escape they had bumped up security, and i still managed to escape again! I managed to get this far! And i'm not stupid! I'm not going to let stupid emotional ties keep me down, I'm not going to let them catch me off gaurd like that again!" He said loudly. It made him look at the door again, but really he had no way of knowing if those people were still even in the building and he didn't really have anyway of knowing.

Of course. Cayden was beign defensive and shouting. Shouting again, possibly drawing the attentions of those men from before. "I know you're not stupid. You don't look it. But you can't just say you won't be captured. You can't even try. It's either you do it, or you don't. You can't try, and you can't say. You can only prove it." It was true, and he had to say it, even if he was making him angrier. He thought, perhaps, through pure will and speed, that he could outrun these guys until he had gotten stronger. "These guys won't let you get stronger. They will make sure to grab you before you can."

Cayden had started to shake in rage as Azumi spoke he closed his eyes and was breathing heavily. As Azumi finished he spun around and punched a nearby wall, cracking it, hearing it splinter he felt it colapse slightly under his fist and when he pulled his hand back pieces of the wall fell to the ground. he was grinding his teeth angrily, "You just shut up..." he started saying through gritted tetth, "You don't know anything, just shut up..." There was no way in hell he would let himself get caught again, not after 100 years of wishing he was free and finally tasting it...He was not going to get caught again.

Azumi stayed silent this time, only watching Cayden as he breathed heavily, seething. He looked extremely defiant, as if that would save him. He didn't need another wall cracked, because he would have to pay for it. He wasn't going to say anything at the moment. Only the next time Cayden addressed him would he speak. He'd try and let him calm down. He listened to his heavy breathing, and he listened outside as best as he could, trying to hear if he had brought any attention around from the guys searching for him.

Cayden's breath very slowly started to return to normal. He was pissed, who was this guy thinking he was talking to him like that, "You don't know anything. Everything i went through...they don't think i'm stable, that i have to be monitored, I'm not fit to be amongst humans, all that garbage they tried to feed me, i've seen through it for the past 80 years..." He spoke in almost a whisper, and he didn't realize what he had said at all, he didn't need to prove himself. "I've been 'stable' for 90 years...these guys just want to poke and prod and learn everything they can...They won't even be around to learn everything...i keep growing..." He was speaking to Azumi, though he felt as though he was talking to himself, he didn't care anymore that he was spilling on this stuff, he was going to kill Azumi anyway, no matter what now, he was going to have to kill him.

The past eighty years he had been fed garbage, and monitored, tested and experimented on. The past ninty years he had been stable, though the guys didn't think so. Just how old was this guy? He didn't look it. Not even close. He looked like a teenager, not some kind of one-hundred year old man. It couldn't be a joke either, because for the few moments he had known Cayden, he didn't seem like any kind of person who would joke about this. Or at all, actually. "If you'll keep growing, then they'll keep wanting to find you and learn. Even if one individual cannot learn it all, the humans have an affinity for passing on information and enticing others into continuing."

It wasn't all of what Azumi said that made Cayden look up, no it was two words in particular, "Why'd you refer to people as 'the humans'?" he asked with a smirk. He knew what the guy had said was true, the research on Cayden wasn't well known but it had already gone through two generations of scientists, but if he had anything to say about it, this second would be the last. He would kill them and destroy any information they had on him if it was the last thing he did.

He hadn't caught the mistake of his speech until Cayden poitned it out, smirking. The reason he had called them humans was because ever since becoming only half a human, he no longer considered himself one of them. He kind of missed that, and it was something he had taken for granted as a child. He thought he had gotten over that habit of calling them humans instead of people when he had left the labs and started school. Being around Cayden made that slip, though. "Not really important," he muttered, half hoping that Cayden would go into one of his rages again to draw away from the subject.

Cayden was happy to have found something to pick at, and he wasn't going to let it go quite yet. He took a step towards Azumi, "Oi, you're not getting out of it that easy." He said putting his hands back on his hips, "Are you human?" He asked, trying to figure this guy out. he got more and more complicated, sure nothing could compete with Cayden, but still, out of all the floors and all the rooms he could have picked in this building he picked this guys house, and it just kept getting more interesting.