Author's Note: The things that people do for the sake of a story. I hurt my hand a bit while doing this. I hope it's worth it.
Anyways, there's something special that I decided to do with this part of Simulation AU. There's only one more part to the Octagon Duo's part of Simulation AU.
Enjoy.
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Ren's POV:
Friends went... Friends went missing?
Moon...
Why.... moon... so big?
Then, something killed me. It was some kind of... robot? Or.. Or was it Doc?
I don't remember. I don't want to remember.
I breathed heavily as both of my hands twitched. I... I have both of my hands?
Why don't I have my prosthetics anymore? Bu-
" -ACK!" I gasped in pain as I tried to move.
Struggling, I opened my eyes to static: Fuzzy, vibrating, black and white static. A warm sensation began to prick at my brain as I let out a shaky breath.
The static soon tried to go away as strange images of the octagon began to take form. Quickly, I forced my eyes shut again
As the images formed, I flinched and gasped.
It's... It's okay... The pain... I need to fight through the pain.
My hands were shaking as I slowly raised my arms to my face. I breathed through clenched teeth as I curled my clawed fingers around something that felt like straps and forcibly raised my arms until-
SNAP!
The straps broke and caused what I assumed was a pair of glasses or goggles to fall of my face an-
CRACK!
Break upon contact with the floor.
I slowly reopened my eyes as my ears lowered. The pain continued to wrap around me like ropes, but thankfully, the terrible staticky feeling was gone.
I looked around at my surroundings.
The room I woke up in was covered in blackstone and oxidized copper. From what I could make out, it seemed to be almost an exact replica of the room that Doc and I used back in the Octagon when neither of us wanted to make the journey back to Renbob's van.
But, there was one difference:
The age of it.
The old, cracking walls allowed light to filter into the room. The barrels and chests were broken and their contents, being rotten food and some tree logs, spilled out.
My nose twitched as I slowly crossed my arms across my chest and shuddered.
Everything ached horribly.
Despite the pain, my ears perked up to some strained, familiar breaths.
" D-Doc?" I whispered as my eyes widened. Quickly, I looked around the room until I spotted the familiar green arm of my creeper-goat friend.
" D-Doc!" I gasped.
Doc's body didn't even twitch to me saying his name.
Quickly, while ignoring the pain radiating throughout my whole body, I hurried to Doc's side and nearly collapsed on top of him. My ears lowered as I gently pressed my fingers against the pulse point in Doc's scaly neck.
