MyStory 2: Secrets of the Universe

Chapter 2: Welcome to War

We've been training for five months now. That tiger dude, Leo, learned his lesson pretty easily. I sat down with Kaylee and Diana, who are part lion and part dog. Over time I found that I was really good with a projectile, so as we sat down, I started spinning my gun in my hand. Kaylee went and got food for us, and we just sat. And talked. All the sudden, a message came over the intercom.

"We need all people on deck! We're under attack! Battle positions!" Our commander, Ken, cried. We all stood up, and ran out of the room. Since I was apparently the best with a projectile, I was put at the front.

I allowed my left hand to turn into a Gatling gun (mah favorite! XD), and stalked to my position as a front-liner scout person thingy on one of the chimney rooftops. I had a strange adaption to water, and was the main rescuer when people were dragged under.

As I scouted the area, I saw them. A mass of black metal surged towards us. Huh. Black's my third favorite color. Dissapointing.

I will admit, they did put up a preddy good fight, but we were way better, Especially with me. As I fought my way through the crowds, I was suddenly slammed down. An intense cold was brought onto my back, and i cried out.

"Shit! Wanderer, get the fuck out of here! You'll freeze!" I heard a comrade yell to me, before he was muffled too. The cold was overwhelming me, but I kept struggling. I forced myself onto my back as adrenaline kicked in, and aimed my gun at my opponent, before freezing.

It was Ken. A normal person wouldn't have recognized him, but my robot eye recognized the DNA code.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't The Wanderer. It's a pleasure." He said, grinning sickly.

"C-Commander? Whad're you doin'?" I asked, slightly panicky. His grin faded.

"You'll see." Was all he said before taking my gun arm, and slamming the gun into my head, successfully knocking me out.

I woke up as a hostage.

Sitting up, I took in my surroundings as my robot side transferred recorded data that was taken while I was out to my brain. Mulling over the information in my head, I began formulating a plan.

After I was knocked out, Ken picked me up bridal style and ran to the enemy's side of the battlefield. Quickly maneuvering his way through his comrades, he made his way to the back, and burst out of the mob, sprinting towards the base.

"Boss!" He gasped, bursting into a room after a bunch of twists and turns. A man sat there, working at a desk. he looked up.

"I brought the girl."

Because of the shadows, I couldn't see all of the man's face, but I could see that he smirked slightly.

"Good, good. The chip was just finished. Now all we need to do is find out where to put it, and then send her out."

"Is there anything I can do to help, sir?" Ken inquired, bowing deeply. His excitement shone in his voice.

"Bring her to the holding cell. I'll have one of the others bring in the chip for you. But quickly! She could wake up anytime now." He commanded. Without question, Ken turned, and sprinted down the halls. Left, right, right, straight, 7 o' clock turn down that hallway, encounter with one of the servants who had the chip for him, 1, 3, 10, third one on the right.

Ken placed me into the holding cell, and quickly slipped the chip into the side of my neck. I stirred, but didn't wake up. Then, he left, carefully sealing the cell behind him.

As I processed this new information, I estimated that it was a 10-hour difference between the time I was knocked out to now. 10 hours, 3 minutes, 24 seconds and 843 milliseconds.

I sat in silence for a while, running some things over in my head, before getting up, and walking over to the exit. There, a translucent blue wall awaited me. Tapping it, it rippled, making me guess that it was some kind of energy field. I slipped my fingertips through slowly, and got to my hand before jerking it back, hissing slightly. Yup, definitely an energy field. I sat down, and tried to clear my head.

After a bit, I heard movement outside my cell, and my head snapped over to the source of the noise, only to see one of the guards walking towards me with a tray of food. I let my robot side come out as he neared, and observed his actions with a beady eye as a plan began forming in my head.

"Here," he said, pressing a button which released the energy door, and sliding the tray in. "Not like you deserve it." Click. Energy field back up. Tone suggests trying not to be timid. Hostile figure moves away, and leaves self alone.

Self's eyes stare after hostile figure for 8.65783 seconds after hostile figure disappears from sight, before slowly moving at 0.001782 kilometers per hour to the substances 0.87 meters away from self, before moving it towards self at 0.003785 kilometers per hour. Substances are not hazardous or harmful. Setting to sleep until further notice.

~a.n.: sorry about the sudden speech pattern change, that's The Wanderer's robot side analyzing everything.~