It was late, the moon was shining and high in the sky. The male could not sleep and so carefully and quietly got out of his bed not wanting to wake the man he loved up, slowly making his way to his art room and taking out a box that he kept his weapon and opened the case. The moonlight was the only light source in the room shining on his as his eyes glowed a beautiful purple for a moment. He sighed as he looked at the beautiful red weapons, a hand cup, and a sniper fille both a crimson red and engaged was the word “The Ghost” on them. He sighed, looking at them for a moment.
Tyler was born to be a weapon, he was created by a monster named Sage, there was a lot he did not know about him. Sage was a mystery to the world, all the information about him was that he was hundred of years old and the man had caused wars and manipulated events. Tyler could not help but think back to those days on the island, to missions that he failed and the punishment for the failure of the missions was being tortured and hurt. Especially the time he refused orders, where his abilities were cut off and he was tortured, hurt, and experimented repeatedly until he went numb and passed out from the pain. His hands shake as he thought back to his past life. Being sold repeatedly as a weapon or being used as a sex toy and object. He closed his eyes as tears slowly ran down his face.
Tyler just reflected for a moment before closing the box back after opening his eyes and putting it away and walking back to his and Bucky’s room. He leaned against the door and watched as his boyfriend slept. He still remembered the day he told the man he loved him; he wished Bucky knew how much the man saved his life. Bucky made him believe that he was so much more than a weapon, he was human, and the man loved him. He knew he could not imagine his life without him.
Tyler smiled softly. “I love you so much my handsome Sarge and I will always love you till the end of time. ” He whispered softly as he looked to see the other him standing in front of him.
“It is only a matter of time before you realize that you are a weapon, and all this is a lie. How long can you keep believing that this life will last?”
“I know I more than a weapon. I am going to fight for this life and kill the man and anyone who tries to destroy this.” He spoke telepathically to his other self who only smiled and disappeared as the moon covered the clouds.
He sighed looking back to the man who he would burn and destroy the world for.
I still remember your voices before everything went dark. You two were calling out my name telling me to hold. I know you still need me and I want to keep holding on.....
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