The God Serum Heist Narration
Trina for Narrator
The narrator of the story who is also playing the role of its protagonist. She is a self confident, power hungry scientist who takes action. Voice can be young adult or middle aged. She should have a strong, commanding tone, and be enthusiastic about growing.
800 billion dollars of research; and those idiots left it alone with me.
My fist smashed through the glass, shards piercing my skin. I grabbed my prize - a small vial of serum. Ignoring the pain, I tore the cap off and downed its contents.
My insides burned with pleasurable fire. The flame spread throughout my body; nuclear powered nanomachines binding themselves to my cells. The cuts in my hand sealed before my very eyes, pushing out the glass shards. Within seconds I was fully healed, feeling better than ever.
While I didn’t understand all the details, I knew I now contained the power of a dozen nuclear reactors; all I had to do was draw it out.
I heard the other guards fire their weapons, followed by the stinging of metal slugs slamming against me. A dozen shots were fired, all of them hitting me. Bullets adorned my chest, arms, and torso. They all sat lodged inside of me, like I was already made of Kevlar.
I grunted loudly and flexed my entire body; all at once my muscles surged with growth, pushing out the lodged bullets. There was a familiar tingling as my skin repaired itself, the wounds instantly sealing up.
"That felt pretty good," I said with a chuckle. "You guys got any more ammo?"
With trembling hands, the guards fumbled a little as they reloaded their pistols. I considered ending the fight sooner, but wanted to see if I was bulletproof yet. With fresh clips, they fired again.
The bullets no longer penetrated my skin. Instead they crumpled against me, bouncing off harmlessly.
I casually put my hands behind my back, "Like a massage," I chuckled as the guards emptied their handguns.
The men stared, awestruck and terrified at what was happening. Ready to get on with my day, I grabbed their heads and slammed them together, knocking both out instantly.
I stood up straight, naked, looking down at my godlike body. I must have been over six and a half feet tall, carrying what looked like nearly 300 pounds of muscle on my frame. Of course, each pound of muscle was magnitudes stronger and more durable than before.
The power at my fingertips was intoxicating. All I had to do was finish breaking out of this facility and I’d enjoy freedom in a way no other human could experience.
I took a moment to determine which direction had the shortest distance to an exit. After setting my course, I inhaled deeply, and sprinted forward at full speed. My legs were now so powerful that each step left a footprint in the steel grating.