Blood and Pounding, The Story of Origin.. (Bloodmoon SAMS Fanfiction!)

The End is The Beginning..

Please read this part for some background information.

"Flash!" A bright ray disturbed the air as everything turned white. Within the moment, something.. Broke free.. A new danger would be released after the flash. A danger with the will to destroy anything in it's path. Always thirsty for blood and vengeance this new found creature would grow into the monster it was destined to be. Until, one day while the monster grew a new code infiltrated the system and locked itself into the heart of it all. With this new code grew something it's past self could never have, a conscious.  

   "Huh..?Urgghh!.." The creature felt a burning in it's head, the pain pounded louder and louder as it tried to move. It tried to look around, but every movement. Even the smallest flinch would cause it's whole body to tingle in pain. This sensation caused it to yowl painfully and make it feel weak. It did not like the feeling of weakness, though it found it so unbearable to even blink. It decided it could not make the effort of changing this. It began to inch it's head in a sort of way to look around. Though it was useless to look since the area was pitch black and the ground felt colder than a ice cube. With the occasional whirring sound that echoed and bounced back. The creature became restless, it felt like it had been an eternity here which was most likely possible. Nonetheless, the cycle between day and night never changed. It seemed night was almost dominate. The creature felt like it was going to explode if it just sat there any longer. It put it's hands up to it's head and yelled, "HURTS!" Hoping to get someone's attention, sadly, no one came. It was in more pain than ever. It became distraught and tried to think of other ways it could get someone's attention without moving, of course, the task would be near impossible. 

   "Bzzrut!" The creature gasped as it felt all the pain drain from it's body. As soon as it realized it could move it immediately got up from it's frozen cell and looked up to see the once black room radiant in an almost blinding blue glow. Suddenly different colors from red to blue swerved across the room as fast as lighting. These colors shot from left to right, bumping into walls and going up and down. It mesmerized the creature, for it had never seen such beauty in all of it's life. Seconds later the swerving colors stop it mid space, frozen in the sky. Confused, the creature is instantly surprised  when the colors go away entirely and a white box with a spinning half circle takes it place. As it looks up at the spinning circle, it's bewildered how fast the sky could be black then turn blue in almost an instant. What was this strange world? It continued to look up at the circle getting quite bored of it now. It begin to tap it's feet lightly on the ground like a impatient toddler . The creature crossed it's arms swiftly, "What is this box with no excitement?" It thought to itself. It tapped it's feet harder and louder as it grew more irritated, about to snap it was then that a voice out of the blue interrupted the temper tantrum. "God- work you stupid machinery..!" 

   The creature uncrosses its arms and jumps to the voice. It looks around the area with it's fists up and ready to fight. It turns around fully to see a giant blue man with a white face, a hat, and a long chilling smile. The creature tenses up and is unable to move out of fear. Luckily the blue man does not see him and continues to look at the loading semi circle as if this was his enjoyment to watch a circle spin around and around.  The blue man groans quietly as he mutters something underneath his breath before lifting his hand to reveal a scarf with a jingling thing on the end. He plays with the scarf, ruffling it around on his finger without saying a word.  The creature squints as it notices something about his finger. A grey metallic rode inserts up and  through, connecting his finger to the rest of his hand. The metal looks very flexible, it goes up and down with every movement.  "What is that thing?" It whispers, perplexed by the blue man's attributes. It tries not to move other than slow head movements to shift it's gaze, not wanting to bring attention to itself, at least not yet. It listens to the heavy breathing of the blue man, obviously getting a bit on edge about something as he leans in closer to the creature. It immediately tenses up and crouches down a few inches from it's original height. What was the blue man doing? Did the blue one see it? Before it could find out, footsteps approach the creature. Rather than moving away from the sound it panics silently and turns around, unknowingly if the thing was behind it or not. Bell sounds erupt the area to the point where it cannot know if the sound is Infront or behind it. It turns to face the blue man trying to detect where the sound was coming from.