—10 hours earlier, AlphaHills—
Alarms were blaring, people rushed randomly under the flashing lights of red. A chorus of cries and screams were overwhelmed by a giant roar. The corridor trembled, raining dust and debris all over them. Agent pushed through the panicked mob while attempting to call his beloved Maisie. People limped by him, some suffering cuts while others lost a limb. A armed solider guard rushed towards him panting.
"SIR WE HAVE A BREACH!" The soldier screamed over the commotion. "THE VIRUS HAS SPREAD AND HAD AFFECTED ALL SUBJECTS!"
A monstrous roar, followed by gunfire, pierced through the air. Crash! Another series of alarms rang out.
"SUBJECT 029 HAS ESCAPED!" A woman shouted over the loudspeaker.
"HOW MANY AREN'T AFFECTED!" Agent yelled over the noise.
"ONLY SUBJECT 001, 002, 003, 024, 105, 156, 237, 893 & 1000 ARE NOT AFFECTED!" The guard replied, voice almost drowned out by the screams.
"RELEASE THEM!" He screamed back
"WHAT?! BUT SIR!!!" The soldier replied. "WHY?!"
"THEY ARE ALREADY READY TO GO AND I DO NOT WANT MY PROGRESS EARSED BY SOME STUPID VIRUS!" Agent shrieked in fury. Luckily his most favoured subject is still intact. "I PLAN TO NUKE THE REST! GET EVERYONE OUT!!!"
"SIR YES SIR!" The soldier barked back at him and was swallowed by the crowd.
Agent attempted to try releasing them on his tablet but the electricity went out already. He has to release them manually. With a sigh and Maisie's beautiful face in his mind, he raced off to release them all.
—Subject 001's POV—
The sounds of distant conflict echoed in my room. I laid there motionless, listening to my steady breath. I attempt to remember when was the last time I saw the Creator's child, attempting to sketch her face in my mind. But the memory of slaughtered men in an outpost kept repeating. Maisie didn't want a killer did she? What if she did? Would I be? Would they be? I looked down at my hands and attempted to lick the metallic taste of human blood off. Whirrrrr went the familiar door and standing there was the Creator looking more wilder than usual. He darted towards a hidden keypad and started aggressively tapping on it. Suddenly the roof opened and spilled in blinding light. My eyes took a while to adjust before processing the situation. Was this a test? I was confused so I looked at him for answers.
"GO!" He screamed, "GO NOW BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!" The Creator pointed upwards, "FLY! GO FIND MAISIE!" He blurted out. I now can see the colour of me, leather gloves with a giant black trench coat. I looked behind me to not see wings. Fly? How can I? I thought of the pictures of 'birds' that kind Maisie showed me. I stared back, the Creator was gone. A pale green gas seeped in and instincts forced me to flee. Without a second I leapt onto the wall and crawled towards freedom, which smelt of grass and burning metal...
—Maisie's POV—
"Evacuate? What do you mean Dad?" I asked him over the murmurs of the students.
"Yes evacuate—" He was interrupted by the city's series of sirens. A loudspeaker shouted "Please remain calm and evacuate to the nearest bus or shelter."
"WHAT IS HAPPENING?!" Madie shrieked in fear, hugging Minor. "I THOUGHT COLLEGE SHOULD BE FUN!!!"
"Dad? What is happening? What's going on?" I asked again, fear lanced my voice.
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Project: Titan (Skibidi Toilet Fan-fic)
Fanfiction2 year old Maisie was shown a secret project by her father Agent which determines the future of the human race. However at age 17, she and her childhood friend, Samuel were separated by a deadly virus that turns people into heads in toilets. She end...
