May I get to know you?(Joshler)

Intro-1

Black. Black was all I could see as I remained in place, unable to move my limbs. In the darkness of the void I was stuck in, I heard a far away explosion. It sounded foggy, almost like it was on the other side of twenty thick glass walls. While listening to my surrounding noises, my mind started wandering. I felt no fear, though I was aware of the scary situation I was currently in. I tried to recall any information which could help me to understand what was going on around me. It occurred to me that I had no memories, no knowledge of who I was. Was I in the process of dying? Being born? Being born would explain my lack of memories and personal details.

I was pulled away from my thoughts as I heard someone running towards me. They said something incoherent, sounding very panicked. From what I could tell, it was a female voice and if I was right, she was sobbing. Who was this woman? Why was she crying? What was she trying to say to me? Did I know this woman? I must have known her, otherwise why would she be crying next to me after running up to me. This was all so odd but it did not feel out of place. It felt like I was supposed to be here experiencing this. Like this was my destiny even though I could not remember any of my life. I was pulled out of my head once again as the woman started screaming and I started slipping out of consciousness.

My whole body felt heavy. My head was searing from pain and I still had no idea who I was. I struggled to pull open my eyes, but when I finally managed to, I was surprised to see that I was in a small dark room. I was definitely not at the site of the explosion anymore. I was sitting in an uncomfortable chair. Felt like cheap plastic, probably one of those fold out ones. I went to stand up but quickly found out that would not be happening. I was tied down with thick rope, and now that I was paying attention to it, the rope was burning my skin. In an attempt to get up I wiggled in the chair, but all that happened was a worrying creek emitting from the chair. I looked around for any hints to where I was. The walls were dark grey and light was coming from three dimly lit light bulbs, hanging from the ceiling. There was also a fourth light bulb, but this one was not letting out any light.

I looked down at my own body, and came to realize I was wearing nothing but underwear. My body was filled with scrapes and scars, one scar especially sticking out, it was a long thick scar going from just beside my left nipple to above my belly button. I was jacked and I even had a six pack. I looked up to scan the room once more, but as I did a small tuft of hair fell in front of my eyes. From what I could see, it was bright red and slightly curly. Scanning the room, I came to realize that this was hopeless, there was nothing in here but me, the four light bulbs and a door. Escaping would be impossible and even if I managed to get free from the chair somehow, I don't think the door would be unlocked.

As I was wrecking my brain for a way to get out, I heard something. It was the lock on the door. Someone was coming in and this might be my chance to get out or find out what was going on at least. The door opened and in stepped a tall thin man. I couldn't see his face properly, as the light was too bad, but he had short hair in a quiff. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a black tank top.

"Who are you?" I asked, trying to sound like I wasn't about to piss my pants. "Who are you and where a-"

"About time you woke up, you know it's impolite not to greet someone when they walk in" he interrupted in a mocking tone. He had a light voice, one that would probably sound amazing singing.

"Well I'm tied to a chair in a dark room, stripped down to my underwear and now I'm being mocked by a stranger. What do you exp-"

Once again he interrupted me to say "What do you mean stranger? You and your my little ponies acting like you don't know me now? Aren't you all about being the better person and saving the world?".

"I don't know what youre talking about. Can't you just tell me who you are? Where am I? Who am I? Why am I tied to a chair? Why do I Have so many scars?Are you some sort of super villain? Because I feel like having a conversation with you would be a lot easier if I knew what was going on." I said starting to get annoyed, why couldn't he just tell me what was happening?!

"What do you mean who are you? Is this a fucking joke?! I'm Tyler fucking Joseph! The person whose been trying to kill you for years and now I finally fucking get you and you act like you don't know me?! Who do you think you are?!" He screamed at me.

"Well that's sort of the whole problem here man. I don't remember who I am but if you could just tel- " I tried but he interrupted me quickly.

"SHUT UP!!!!" He screamed from the top of his lungs. He turned around and grabbed the door handle. He slammed the door shut after leaving the room and I heard the key being turned. A few seconds later, I heard him let out a frustrated broken scream. He has quite the temper.

1004 words baby! How do you like this so far? Your welcome to correct any mistakes I made or if you have any ideas. I can't wait to continue writing this story, an dI have quite the plot planned out. I do hope to make the future chapters longer than this but this is kind of the introduction.

See you!