Major Tags: None. Other Tags: mental coercion/reprogramming. Sousuke is not a well man. Word Count: 412 words
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“Sousuke!”
The boy’s shout echoes in his head and he isn’t sure why. It’s just a name. It’s not his name. His name is the Winter Soldier.
(No. That’s a title. Only titles have ‘the’ in front of you. You don’t say the Will Smith or the David Brown. But if that is a title, what is his name?)
Was Sousuke a target perhaps? Did he eliminate that person? Will the boy come after him for revenge? Sometimes people do.
He thinks he’d like that. He’d like to see the boy again with the strangely colored hair and the mouthful of sharp shark teeth.
...How does he know what shark teeth look like? Has he ever eaten shark? The upgrades done to his body have been drastic. He does not eat food but intakes nutrient slurry instead, a vile-tasting slush that’s full of all the vitamins and proteins and carbs that he needs. Sometimes it comes in solid form, sometimes in shakes but it always tastes like someone already threw it up once.
He isn’t sure why he still has tastebuds. Maybe they’ll remove those in the future. Maybe he should suggest it to them, show them that he’s cooperative and --
No. No. They don’t like him to think. They don’t like him to use sentences with ‘I’. He is not a person, he is a weapon, and weapons do not make suggestions on how to upgrade them.
He breathes out slowly, relieved to have escaped such a close call. Such thoughts are traps. They were trained out of him but his training has proven less than effective lately. He keeps thinking of that boy and the way he called out that name.
It sounded wrong. Maybe that’s why he remembers it? It wasn’t angry, it wasn’t scared. It was something else. Something he has not heard before.
No. He has heard it before. He has just never heard it directed at him.
When he has to take hostages, people shout their names in that way, in that tone. But he hadn’t been holding a hostage then. He’d been all alone.
So that can’t be it either.
Maybe the boy will come after him anyway. He’d like that. He could get an explanation then. He could--
He is a weapon. Weapons don’t like things. Weapons don’t dislike things. Weapons do what they exist to do and that is the extent of their existence.
Still, he thinks, he almost remembers liking the boy.
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Other Tags: mental coercion/reprogramming. Sousuke is not a well man.
Word Count: 412 words
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“Sousuke!”
The boy’s shout echoes in his head and he isn’t sure why. It’s just a name. It’s not his name. His name is the Winter Soldier.
(No. That’s a title. Only titles have ‘the’ in front of you. You don’t say the Will Smith or the David Brown. But if that is a title, what is his name?)
Was Sousuke a target perhaps? Did he eliminate that person? Will the boy come after him for revenge? Sometimes people do.
He thinks he’d like that. He’d like to see the boy again with the strangely colored hair and the mouthful of sharp shark teeth.
...How does he know what shark teeth look like? Has he ever eaten shark? The upgrades done to his body have been drastic. He does not eat food but intakes nutrient slurry instead, a vile-tasting slush that’s full of all the vitamins and proteins and carbs that he needs. Sometimes it comes in solid form, sometimes in shakes but it always tastes like someone already threw it up once.
He isn’t sure why he still has tastebuds. Maybe they’ll remove those in the future. Maybe he should suggest it to them, show them that he’s cooperative and --
No. No. They don’t like him to think. They don’t like him to use sentences with ‘I’. He is not a person, he is a weapon, and weapons do not make suggestions on how to upgrade them.
He breathes out slowly, relieved to have escaped such a close call. Such thoughts are traps. They were trained out of him but his training has proven less than effective lately. He keeps thinking of that boy and the way he called out that name.
It sounded wrong. Maybe that’s why he remembers it? It wasn’t angry, it wasn’t scared. It was something else. Something he has not heard before.
No. He has heard it before. He has just never heard it directed at him.
When he has to take hostages, people shout their names in that way, in that tone. But he hadn’t been holding a hostage then. He’d been all alone.
So that can’t be it either.
Maybe the boy will come after him anyway. He’d like that. He could get an explanation then. He could--
He is a weapon. Weapons don’t like things. Weapons don’t dislike things. Weapons do what they exist to do and that is the extent of their existence.
Still, he thinks, he almost remembers liking the boy.