Aftershocks

💫Chapter 5💫

(Olliva's pov)

I landed on a small pile of concrete powder. I broke my arm on impact but at least I was alive. "That must have been a hundred foot or more fall." I hissed in pain, trying to stand up. I glanced down and realized that my leg was broken as well-

"Well isn't that just great!" I shouted. It appeared that I was immobile now. "Great. I'm going to die in a dark pit with two broken bones and no way to contact my cousin. What more could I ask for-" I snapped out loud, sarcastically.

Taking a deep breath in order not to scream, I tried to stand again. It was not happening. I collapsed immediately and my broken leg hit a brick. seething in pain, I withheld a scream.

"Come on Olivia. You have got to find a way to contact Ollie." I dragged myself towards the doorway, towards some light. Just as I reached the door and reached for the handle-

Someone conked me with a brick and I blacked out....

(Antin's pov)

"And another one bites the dust." I thought to myself as I dragged my new captive back to our base. She looked really beat up and by the looks of it, both her arm and leg were broken. "Welp, that's one less person Ciara has to worry about escaping." I said, whistling a cheery tune as I made my way back.

My captive eventually woke up and started to swear at me. "Shut up, you're ruining my song." I said. She ignored me so I started to drag the net over every single rock and jut that I could see. "Stop!" She cried in pain. "No you ruined my song. So I get to hurt you." She gave me the "-_-" face. I turned around and went back to whistling.

(???'s pov)

I dove as quickly as I could behind a wall as someone came through, dragging something heavy- The object was screaming? I was curious but knew it was best to lie low until I could possibly repair myself.

After I was certain that they were gone, I dragged myself from behind the wall, wincing in pain.

Finally I had myself free and in the open. This area of the underground actually had some lighting? "That's weird", I thought to myself. "There shouldn't be any lighting down here. I remembered the blueprints of the factory. This place wasn't even supposed to be here. This was a hidden, secret part of the factory, hundreds of feet below the surface. "Where am I?" I asked out loud. 

Of course, as expected, I got no reply. The only sound that I heard was the skittering sounds of mice, rats, and who knows whatever else was down here.

I crawled along in silence. All I had to do was find some materials to repair myself. A few pieces of metal and some different wires would make me good as new. I would never be able to repair my hand though. There was no material that could repair the hand that I lost all those years ago. It was made out of a special substance created by the scientist who turned me into what I was.

I winced in pain again as I dragged myself over a sharp stone. "Hmmph, I miss being able to walk."

I wondered if she and that pathetic brother of hers were even still alive. "I hope you both died during the hour of joy." I hissed to myself. That woman had been fking insane. Continuing my slow crawl, I rounded the corner.

"Come on 1-0-0-6. Keep going." I told myself.

(Ciara's pov)

"Tsk tsk, can't believe that you're even still alive, Olivia." I smirked down at my captive, whom Antin had brought in.

"Still working for 1006? Or is he dead?" She glared directly at me. "If it's information you want from me, try your hardest. I'll never join you and your pathetic brother and I'll never give you the information on the others."

I grinned. She had already just fed me some information that I needed. "Oh? So I assume that the prototype and the rest of you pathetic followers won the war against Poppy's rebellion?" She rolled her eyes.

"Yeah we won, and no I don't follow 1006 anymore. He's dead."

This was an interesting piece of news to me. I thought that it would be nearly impossible to kill 1006 as Antin and I had confronted him ourselves a few years ago. The prototype was a failure for an experiment. He was supposed to be my greatest success yet he had escaped and was lost in the factory.

I left Olivia tied up and went next door to my laboratory. "If 1006 is dead, who killed him?" I wondered out loud.

Antin and I had both almost died, trying to kill him and we had had the element of surprise. "There's no way someone actually killed him." I thought to myself. "It just doesn't seem possible." I ignored those nagging thoughts and went back to work. With 1006 dead, Antin and I could take over the main part of the factory.

"Ciaira, I found something new!" Antin shouted, bursting through the door. I put down my tools and turned to him. "You don't have to shout." I said, rolling my eyes. He stopped in his tracks. "Sorry sis, I just got excited." I nodded. "Right, now what do you need?" He grinned. I found out where Catnap, Poppy and Kissy are." I gasped. "The rebellion had some survivors?" He nodded. "Yep, both Poppy and Kissy are separated from each other. Catnap lives in the playcare section of the factory with the two phone kids." He replied, excitedly. "Good, we can use this new information to our advantage." I replied with a grin.

I jumped out of my seat and ran to the desk. "The files for 1006 are still here, as well as Catnap's." I told Antin. He nodded and went into the next room. I turned around and sat back down. It was time for me to reread these files.

(1-0-0-6's pov)

I finally reached a place where I could rest, out of sight of whoever lived down here in this hell hole.

The little tunnel I had chosen as my hideout has some interesting looking artifacts.... I stared at one in particular, a collar....a broken collar..... "Snap out of it 1006." I whispered to myself. The collar might be something innocent but I felt otherwise. It felt like it was radiating evil off of it. Pure Evil....

For some reason I was compelled to touch it. I felt my one arm reaching out for it. My claw extended, I grabbed it. The next instant I was in immense pain and trying to get the piece off of my claw! Detaching myself I backed up against the wall, as far away as I could get from the horrid object.

 Suddenly my head felt like it was being weighed down by a thousand bricks. "STOP!!!" I cried out. The next instant I blacked out.

I awoke in a strange purple world. "Ughh, my head." I groaned. At least the pain had finally subsided. "Hello? Is someone there?" I called out. I heard a whispery voice reply back.

"Maybe someone is here. Who knows? Maybe this is all in your head."

I groaned. "That's just great. I'm hallucinating now." I heard a mutter and then an annoyed sigh.

"No, you dummy. You are not hallucinating. I am not just a figment of your imagination. Truly I'm surprised that you haven't recognized my voice by now. I must say, I am definitely shocked that you're even alive." The same whispery voice replied. This time I noticed that there was a tinge of sadism, and sarcasm in the voice.

"I feel like I do recognize your voice just a little bit." I replied, still wary of the mysterious speaker.

"You really are stupid." It replied. "Why is that?" I asked. "Clearly, I cooked you well enough that you have no brain cells left." It replied, very sarcastically. "Hey! That's not-" I stopped mid-sentence. I remembered the match, the sign, and his sadistic fking grin. "How the hell did you find me?! Where am I? What do you plan to do with me....."

"Well, I would kill you but where's the fun in that?" He replied.

 "Am I just a toy to you? Do you plan to torture me? I'm already nearly dead." I snapped.

The tall, ten foot entity appeared in front of me, surprising me that I stumbled backwards and fell.

"Don't forget that you tried to make me and my friends mortal again to kill us. You kidnapped my brothers and you tortured them. I have every right and reason to finish you off right now." He hissed.

I wanted to fight him yet I knew he was right.....He had every right to end me right now....