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{Merely a Sack of Blood}

"He's not normal!" "I know Virginia, I know, but there's nothing we can do about it!"  "He's a monster Victor, a monster!"  "I know, but there isn't anything we can do about it."  "I can't live with him Victor, I just can't, he even scares Alice now!"  Now that one hurt, Henry tried to stay quiet as he listened to his parents argue about him at the top of the stairs. Passing phrases about how he was an inhuman beast and barely tolerable like he couldn't hear. He hugged his knees to the chest as he glared at his parents in the kitchen. It wasn't like he meant to scare Alice, in all honesty he was scared of himself too, and didn't know what to do. There was something in his mind, something wrong with him that he couldn't fix, no matter how hard he tried. First he ruined his family's life back in Nevada because he couldn't control himself, and now he was ruining their life again, what was wrong with him? | "I can't- I just can't!" Virginia sobbed, Victor holding the vain woman in his arms.  "I know, we will think of something," Victor said.  Henry didn't know what they were going to think of, he didn't want to know if he was being honest, what doctor he was going to be taken to next. It sounded horrible, absolutely horrible. Henry kept listening, he should've gone upstairs by now but he decided to be stupid again, what a fool he was. Maybe Henry was just useless, because all he seemed to do was hurt, and nothing more. A sob escaped his throat and his mother's head snapped over to glare at him. Victor almost looked regretful as Henry stared back at the two of them.  "HENRY CREEL YOU GO TO YOUR ROOM NOW!" Virginia screamed. With that Henry rushed up the stairs practically tripping over himself. Tears falling from his eyes into the darkness. 

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"You know, I have big plans for you Henry? Even after you ran off like that, what a foolish thing to do."  When will people learn that having any plans involving him was a bad idea. Dr. Brenner said it like it was nothing, nothing merely than a thought to grace his head. Henry kept standing beside Brenner, proudly as if he could hide what a mess up Henry knew he was. But for some dumb reason Brenner still believed in him. Maybe that's what caused Henry to crawl back to him that fateful night, after Patty Newby fell. Who cares that it took a few tests, and the occasional shock collar, Papa believed in him. It still felt weird for Henry to call Brenner that, Papa, but it was growing on him oddly enough. Henry was going to make sure, that he wouldn't be useless to Brenner, that Brenner would just maybe, be proud of him. So no matter how many chemicals flowed through Henry's veins at a time, it was all worth it for the scraps of praise he would occasionally get from the cold man.  "Now then, we have another test to run, come now." Dr. Brenner said, leaving no room for argument. Henry followed eagerly, ready to try his best, and maybe not be as much of a mistake as he sees himself as. He can't mess this up, he won't mess up again. Henry was determined to prove to his mom, to everyone that he wasn't a failure and Brenner was the start of that. 

Sadly he didn't do as well on the test as he was supposed to.  "I know you can do better Henry," Brenner said, being the only noise Henry could hear through his pain filled fog. The shock collar kept doing it's duty, hurting more with every moment. Henry reached out to Brenner, only to be ignored as the man left the room. Henry let out a sob as tears rolled down his face, with only one thought on his mind, he was going to make Brenner proud of him even if it lead him to his death. 

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"You failed me Henry." Papa sneered, glaring at Henry as if he was a broken toy. Yea, maybe Henry had gotten tired of Papa's treatment of him, of the shock collars, the tests, everything about the lab, but those words stabbed like a knife. "Your powers are useless to me now." Papa added, forcefully grabbing Henry by the arm causing him to stand. Henry felt like he was going to collapse, tears welling at the back of his eyes. He didn't want to cry in front of Papa, but he feared he was about to. "I don't need you anymore, your blood sure, but not you."  No, no this wasn't supposed to happen, thought Henry as he fell to the floor in horror.  "Papa, Papa please, I'm sorry.." he whispered as Papa turned to leave.  "It's too late for that Henry, much too late." Papa said, slamming the door behind him. And with that Henry sobbed, and sobbed. The weight of everything that had happened crushing down on him with no remorse. His mother was right, she was always right, he was useless. His hands reached his hair as he pulled at it, as if the pain was willing to ground him, but it was all worthless. Henry was nothing now, nothing but a sack of blood. What a worthless thing, just a sack of blood. 

Dare I say: Henry Creel? Erik? Javert? I have a lot of these I can keep going

Edit: I HAVE MORE! Governor Kodos mah pookie, Frankenstein's Creature...