Chapter 3: I am Cony

***This part of the story is told by Cony. And yest this is chapter 3**

I'm a guinea pig, a project, a wasn't meant to be. I live but was never born, yet created. Created by the SOB to take down the NINJA. Created and left behind, never to be known, until now.

As a part of an experiment years ago, I was a fragment of a cloning process, that involved a Ners and a rubber chicken. The Ners was a no name, one of the weakest of our kind, one that could be sacrificed for science, and for the world. With my creation, I became human, like every other person that was cloned as well. Over 200 men that look just like me, act like me and talk like me were made that day. All left the station for testing. After one person was tested, they were shot, which must have meant they failed the test. A few more went in and came out dead. 'We were born yesterday but we aren't stupid' is the motto that we had formed while we were waiting in the testing line. It was time to get out of line, because chances are, we didn't match what they wanted.

Our intelligence never lacked, and our common sense told us to get the hell out of line. We had no plan apparently except to run, and it probably was the only plan we could have because time was short. So running is what we did, and we ran for miles. That is, the ones who weren't shot. Ten of us (that I know of) made it out and we kept running, never tiring. The ones who didn't make it were brutally and quickly being killed, over 100 of them. The lucky ones, one being me, ran for 23 miles until we were far away, and had lost the Ners. We made it to a safe spot, a place in Mequon, a city that nobody ever travels to because nothing there is interesting.

Having yet no rationale, we killed a family of 5 and took their house for our own. One of the members shot at me, hit me right in the head. It hurt badly and I thought I was a goner, but after a bit of time, my head stopped hurting and there was no sign of a wound. 'What the frick?' I thought to myself.

Our brains functioned the same as the Ners that had been sacrificed for the cloning, and this was a man of no compassion. Now I regret our brutal murdering of that family because I have evolved my mind and formed my own life. However, after being shot in the head and not dying or getting injured, I knew something was different about me. I wanted to know if my clones were like me, but I also knew that I needed them. I knew nobody, and the clones were the only ones to talk to. Never to tell of my powers, I played off the incident since nobody knew that a bullet had hit me. I still wonder to this day if any of the other clones that made it out are like me, or even the ones that were shot, if they were revived and possibly joined the Alliance or the SOB. I still don't know, but I now know the real me.

A Ners is a person with a special power. We have the power of infinite life. The only ones who can kill or injure us are fellow Ners. I have others that look just like me elsewhere, unknown to me if they have the same powers as me, or if they're even still alive.

*Chapter 2 part 2 coming soon.