Outcast Oneshot book #3

Story behind the android in teal.

Cyrus won by a ton of votes! Sorry he hasn't shown up lately, my creativity is random.

Don't forget to vote for the other misfits! I changed Jaspers up a bit btw.

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"Cy, you look so different.." Mari commented, purple blush on his cheeks as he looked over the old picture in the book.

Cyrus rolled his eyes. "That's when they first fixed me up.. I'm surprised she still has that.."  He shivered.

Amour lifts a brow. "Weren't you always a robot?" He twirls the knife in his hands.

"No."

Multiple gasps fill the room, except Romeo, who just kept filing his nails and giving the android the side eye.

"I wasn't always like this, it started  when I got in a car crash.. The other human wasn't even paying attention.. That fool was on their phone.."  Cyrus hissed.

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Sirens filled the air, sparks flied as metal covered the ground, blood and oil stained the pavement.

The monster coughed harshly, spitting blood and glass onto the rugged road below him. Blood and marrow dripped down his skull, mostly from his eye socket.

Dust chipped from his body as he struggled to get out of the crashed vehicle.

He could hear a woman crying not to far from him, must be the loved one of the human in the other car.

In his blurry vision he saw someone walking towards him, a fire fighter or an ambulance worker most likely.

He tried to reach out to them with his free hand, however black spots filled his vision and he went limp, skull hitting the broken windshield below him.

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When he finally awoke, he was blinded by the bright lights in the white room.

He struggled to move his head to get a better look around the room, he was hooked up to some kind of machine, it beeped with the beats of his soul.

There was a work table to the far right with various tools he's never seen before, and vials of various colors.

He could only see out his right socket and it wasn't the clearest, he couldn't feel the rest of his body either.

He looks down to see a blanket over him tightly, his left arm wrapped in bandages while wires were hooked into his wrist from the machine.

A tall human with messy brown hair walked into the room with a clipboard a smile on their face once they saw him awake.

"Good morning sleeping beauty! Now I'm sure you have lots of questions, but! Let's get the important things out of the way first!" He says, walking over to him with a grin.

Cyrus narrows his good socket at the man, he didn't know why, but he did not like the look in the mans eyes.

"First thing is, you were in an accident, a car accident. Once they knew you were alive, they brought you here at the hospital! It took a little longer to help you out since we don't get a lot of monsters here.."

He takes a seat on the stool next to him.

"But! You should be glad I took you! I fixed you up the best I could but.. I'm sorry to say, but you can't talk. The glass you inhaled damaged your throat. Oh.. And you're paralyzed from the neck down." He pointed out.

Cyrus' eye widened.

"But! Don't worry, I can fix that too!" The doctor grins, flipping through his papers to show him a.. Blueprint?