5KY_DR0N3
I woke up to the sounds of bustling people.
Man there was a lot of noise..
I let my head droop to the side, feeling empty.
“Oh god he’s awake..” someone muttered, taking a few steps back.
How come I can’t move my legs?
Why can’t I feel my arms?
Why do I feel so..empty..?
I tried to lift my head up, but something restrained me.
And my attempt to speak proved to be futile.
The noise..The noise..
That’s all I could hear.
Still trying to move my head, even after I used most of my willpower, all it did was flop to the other side.
“Well..Disabling his movement function was a smart idea..” another person commented.
Oh..so that’s why I can’t move.
“And it seems like taking his personality files was indeed another smart move.”
Oh…so that’s why I feel empty.
“But was it a good idea to leave his memories?”
“It doesn’t matter; he can’t do anything now..” a familiar voice snapped.
Memories..?
Do I still have them..?
What use are they..All they do is clog my system..
“Sky.”
Wait..what was that?
That voice..it sounded so familiar.
“Sky…Sky…SKY..”
Hey..is that…Ty?!
“SKY!”
I let my mouth hang open and tried to scream his name, but nothing happened.
And judging from the silenced voices, the people there were either scared or confused.
Trying to move my arm around, I managed to bring it closer to my side by a few millimeters.
Scrunching up my face, I tried to flail, but nothing worked.
I’m immobilized.
I’m at their mercy.
I’m being torn apart.
I heard someone chuckle.
“Oh look. It seems like he still has some of his defiance..” it remarked.
Wait..that voice..
It’s the master! He’s here!
Extending my jaw as far as it could go, I finally let out a deafening screech, hoping to paralyze them.
And it worked!
…Sorta.
I heard glass crack, but that was it.
Panting furiously, I kept trying to move, but my limbs wouldn’t listen.
“TY! TY!” I kept screaming, chanting his name over and over again.
“It seems like not all of his files were removed..” growled the puppeteer.
I stopped for a second, confused and startled.
“Please sir! I can explain!”
Gunshot.
A body hitting the floor.
I yelped in surprise and fear.
D-Did he just shoot one of his workers?!
He just shot one of his workers!
I started screaming again.
“Can somebody please shut him off?” Ban asked, irritably.
The rest of the minions stayed silent as they continued to dismantle me.
And when someone finally did shut me down, the only thing on my mind was my mission.
YOU ARE READING
Shattered World
FantasyAfter living through disastrous events, one after another, Ty is the only survivor, but the world he knew is crumbling around him. With the new friends - and enemies - he has made, Ty still struggles to hold onto his hope and sanity. But how long wi...