Adam : From a man to a God

Daniel took a sip from his can. The girl who had been talking to Adam immediately removed her golden-colored glove and tried to touch Daniel's face. He quickly grabbed her wrist, wearing small black leather gloves.

"Don't try that shit again," Daniel warned, letting her go.

He jumped out of the building through the destroyed wall and landed near Adam. He noticed the bullets hadn't truly penetrated Adam's skin.

"He's not dead," Daniel muttered.

When Daniel kicked Adam, he fainted as soon as he hit the ground. Adam opened his eyes to find himself in a dark place, surrounded by nothing but darkness. He turned and saw a large glass wall that stretched infinitely to the sides. It reflected his image.

"Where... Where am I?" Adam asked.

"You're nowhere," the reflection replied.

Adam immediately backed up. "What? What the hell is going on?"

"Relax, I'm not gonna hurt you. Well, since you're me anyway."

"You? I'm you? But how, what is this?" Adam stammered.

"This is all you. You wanted to get away from everybody so much this happened. You're knocked out at the moment, don't you remember?"

Adam suddenly remembered everything up to that point. "Wha..."

"Do you remember when you wished you could just make all these bad things disappear? Wishing that you could change your life?"

"Yes. How do you know..."

"I'm you, don't forget that. You wished everything could disappear."

"Yes, this life really hasn't been nice to me," Adam said, recalling a man telling him that things would change, that he was too young to think it would always be this way. "But how? How will it change? It's only gotten worse. I'm almost killed at every turn. I always manage to run or..."

"I know what you're thinking, I'm you, remember? You think it's easy, huh? You think you can just run away and everything will be fine? Avoiding problems since the day you were born. When you try to face them, you fail every time. You're not just a coward but a loser. A pathetic little—"

"You think I don't know that? You think I'm okay with it? I just—"

"Shut up!!! Your stupid excuses. You don't do a damn thing. How many times have you almost died already?"

Adam remembered the torture, Billy's weekly beatings, the assassin at his home, his unloving family, and finally Terra and Daniel.

Tears started to come from his eyes, but he wasn't crying. He touched his cheeks and looked at his hands, wet from his tears.

"There you go again. You think tears are gonna save you?" the reflection mocked.

"No," Adam answered in a breaking voice.

He tried wipping the tears away, but they kept flowing.

??? "The only way to stop them is to be stronger. Show them."

Adam answered through his sobs. "How? I thought I was faster or stronger, but I'm not. How do I even do that?"

The mysterious voice replied, "Take my hand."

A hand extended from the reflection in the glass. Adam stared at it for a moment before reaching out.

"If they want to fight us, let them bring it," the voice continued. "This world is cruel. If you're too good, you'll get swallowed by it. Tormented. We'll become one."

All these thoughts swirled in Adam's mind. That reflection was him, yet not him, but they were about to merge. As he grasped the reflection's hand, it began to glow. He asked one last question.

"Tell me, really. Who are you?"

The reflection smirked. "I'm you. But I guess you can call me Killer Adam."

Adam's eyes snapped open.