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Ben's story chapter 3

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Ben's story-CHAPTER 3
Chapter 3- I know their dirty little secrets
"Try it again son." growled the general. In the last couple weeks the general had kept calling me "son." "I 'm trying sir" I said. I once again concentrated with all my might, trying for some reaction from the powers that the general believed resided within my body. I suddenly felt a strange sensation, followed by a burning pain that felt like a thousand hot pokers in my brain. I collapsed to the ground, aware that everyone's eyes were focused on me. "I can't do it sir" I whispered, out of breath. "Son, do I have to remind you of the creatures we're dealing with? We don't know ANYTHING about them, other than the fact that they're most likely hostile. You are the only individual who has survived without changing." "But sir" I protested. "Every time try to use it feels like someone put my head into a letter press" I said. "Son, I know your pain but we need this research. And besides we fixed your arm" he reminded me.  
I looked at the robotic replacement for my lost limb. It resembled a human arm, except much more minimal and had a port on the end that projected burning napalm, my own personal flamethrower. "Fine I'll try one more time" I said reluctantly. I concentrated hard on moving to the other side of the room and this time I felt that strange sensation again, almost like I was flying, but when I left that feeling the pain in my head was so bad that I passed out on the lab floor.
I woke up in the same surgical room I had been in a few weeks earlier, except this time I was restrained to the bed and there were diagrams and x rays of my body scattered around the room. "W... what's going on?" I stammered. "Well son, we have no more use for you alive, but maybe we'll learn something from your body." He said coldly "WHAT?" I screamed. You can't just discard somebody like trash! I have a family! Let me go!" I screamed, a strange combination of panic and rage filling up within my body. I began to thrash and struggle on the operating room table. I freed one hand, luckily, the flamethrower unit one and growled under my breath "you're going to regret this" and loosed a jet of fire over the entire room. I broke the other chains and ran down the hall. I was escaping this prison.
the third chapter in my story for the heaven's rain project.
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FREEEEEDOOOOOMMMM!!! Be free little Ben! Be free (and kill those who stand against you :mwahaha:)!