Kayde Maxiumus: The Story of Vigilante Chrome (Book 1 Part 2) [Blink]

Chapter 8: The Last Blink of Hope

Kayde found himself back in the library, he tried to move but for some reason he could not.

"This is a dream," Kayde thought as he heard himself think as his voiced echoed through an infinite travel.

His body began to move towards Allan's study with an afterframe of himself following behind. The door was able to open with ease. In front of him the journal stood very tall on a stand, with a loud thud it opened to reveal a page that displayed a very illogical image. As kayde walked close to the book the page was a glass that mirrored his reflection, except on the other side stared confused and amazed at what he saw Vigilante Chrome. Mesmerized he waved his hand in the air, Vigilante Chrome did the same. He began to peform movements, Vigilante Chrome still did the same.

"Alley, is that you?" Kayde asked.

The Mirror responded with a water like wave of his vocals, the image of Vigilante Chrome began to blur. With a loud slam from the gate behind the image went away. As Kayde turned around everything went blank and revealed a figure that he fought with before pointing a light at him, Yelling in a language he did not understand. The figure pinned him down, in Kayde's mind this was all familiar, but something was different. This figure looked feminine, but wore the outfit like the figure he jabbed with the shock baton. Afraid he tried squirming out of it, but he couldn't. The figure then pinned his arms to the ground, it was then the figure got a good look at Kayde,

"..you?"

The figure lock shocked. With that Kayde was able to break free grabbed a tranquil round from their waist and stabbed it into the figure's hip and shoved it off dropping and cracking the flashlight. The figure was bewildered and started to lose conscience.

"W-what are.. What...are you..d-"

It said letting out a gasp and collapsing on the floor as it began to crack under the impact. The flashlight fell out of its lace from where the figure layed flickering from the fracture. Kayde looked bizarre by the encounter, he wasn't sure what to think. The figure had called him an intruder, reflecting towards him. But the figure had to be there for a purpose as well since there was already a fiasco happening within library. Believing it snuck in to steal something was unlikely, yes it went straight after kayde because he had most of the belongings, Possibly it sought the journal and knew about its existence. But it called Kayde an intruder as if it protected that place, just like the guardian-. Kayde then thought of the incident when he snuck in, he was not ID'd as a threat because the system had him, ID'd as the library owner and was able to enter and leave anytime he wanted. The figure came in without setting off any alarms.

"But how did it get in if the elevator was locked? did it follow me?" Kayde thoughts echoed. "it couldn't have because he would have been caught by the system." He shook his head as he began to hear whispers chanting his Uncle's Alter ego.

The alarms as they began to warp were already triggered when those soldiers arrived.

"This- isn't how I remember it, but it almost feels real....."

There was no point in determining that way. The figure talked through an automated voice, so it couldn't have been Her, but it looked like her. She couldn't even talk but this person did, not even shown the ability fight to his knowledge until just recently. However it had a mask to conceal its identity, though it didn't looked as police like, not including the automated voice,

"Could it have been her? so..who else has access to this place?" He thought then realized, "it is Alice.." he said to himself, "it has to be".

The ground for the study began to break open as The figure began to fall into an endless pit, along with Kayde.
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