I ignore the weird looks I get as I stumble through the streets of downtown Florida, shirtless and soaked. I desperately search the windows of numerous shops and stores for any kind of clothes or anything I could put on.
I turn down an alley-way and silently slip past the man sleeping on the ground and to the other end, coming out right beside a clothing donation box.
"Jack-pot," I say to myself as I rummage through the box, finding a blue hoodie with a red and white rectangle in the middle and slipping it on over my head. I slip a pair of black jeans on and quickly walk away.
With my entire body on autopilot, I mindlessly stumble down the streets. I struggle to keep my eyes open, I feel my feet sink into the ground under me and slowly open my eyes. Sand.
I look around and realize I'm on a beach. The strong scent of salt fills my senses. I stumble over to a small opening in the rocks at the shore line, and crawl into it. I take a deep breath.
My body begins emitting a faint blue light as a bubble surrounds me, shielding me from the view of any humans. I curl up with my head against a rock, feeling my body fall further into unconsciousness to the sound of the harsh waves hitting the rocks.
My body jerks awake as I feel something touch my neck. I slowly open my eyes to see my blue bubble still intact, with a tall, blonde man standing just outside of it, looking directly at me. I sit up, confused as to how he can see me with my bubble.
The man looks around before kneeling down and reaching his big hands through the blue mist and quietly whispering into my ear. "I'm an Error, too."
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FanfictionWhere George is a glitch - or Error - in the system, he should not have been born and he should not have the powers he has. He was protected by his mother until they were caught, what happens when George is forced to leave his home? Will he be able...
