Darcy's POV:
Shit shit shit it's on me. Ew ew ew it's on me!!
This is my own battle, I can't let it control me and hurt Marcy. But goddamn it.
It's breaching my whole algorithm and whatever else the fuck I'm made of, This is bad if I don't remember what the prospects of my own material.
I was underestimating Marcy, I knew she dealt with the pain but this?!? This is fucking crazy.
It stings and feels like it's tearing me apart. Even if I as an intelligence don't have a physical body besides Marcy, I have my own form and I chose the Human body
It's like a leech. Sucking the blood and attaching to my skin.
I can't freaking breathe. It's a virus to both me and Marcy in a sense. My data being corrupted will not be good. I have to protect Marcy at all costs.
If I weren't hurting so bad I would berate myself for how sappy and caring I've gotten but I don't care at this moment.
Ah. Fuck...I have to get to work. The data walls of fake trails leading it down a dead end are being used quickly.
It's eaten through have the shields I put over Marcy's prosthetics, Her spine is messed up due to Anne's punch and me being the crazy maniac I used to be
Still embarrassing that I used to act that way.
The way she walked wasn't entirely due to her being dazed and dizzy, her prosthetics and their functions aren't working properly due to the damage of the Blue gems powers, Anne tapping into Calamity gods force and zapping the virus and the virus eating through them
The virus became weaker cause of Anne but it's found a way to eat through my barriers and shields.
Marcy's heart is surprisingly functioning better than Marcy's other prosthetics
Part of her heart is machine and organ, replacing the main functioning parts of her heart as it was pierced and burned to a crisp, it's mostly machine
The virus hasn't gotten to it yet. Mostly the spine has taken the most damage but not as much as her mentality
The patch that was implanted into Marcys brain for me to connect to her is now being used by the virus to kill her
I no longer need it as me and her are one but it's still a bitch for it having being used by the virus
Anyways. I got alot on my hands.
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Marcy's POV:
They're doing this for me. For me.
I guess I should be thankful but I feel so guilty.
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"ⱧɆɎ. ₳ⱤɆ ɎØɄ Ⱡł₴₮Ɇ₦ł₦₲?"
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Huh...?
...When did I get here??
A dark room with one lamp shining over head, I sat in a chair across from a dark figure, sitting at a table with a chess board on it.
"...who are you."
It made a move, it's hand was small..smaller than mine but a similar skin tone
"ɎØɄⱤ ₥ØVɆ."
(I'm hearing all of this as the voice of yellow Freddy from that one animation with the sound "you don't understand our anger" so yeah -Jexz)
I glared at them. I felt really uneasy and an overwhelming force, like gravity gotten 3x heavier
"......."
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State of Mind
FanfictionStory description isn't really a discription, but the run through is inside at the bottom of character info! Updates on Wednesdays, if not I will notice you on what has or will happen