My Mechanical Heart

Prologue

   My arms are held tight behind my back and my feet are blistered. I'm pushed forward, the motion stopping my rest. Everything mentally and physically hurts. We continued forward, a few strands of my oily hair are in front of my face. I look beaten and I physically feel that way but mentally I'm still fighting a battle.

   My eyes finally land on the scenery outside the odd tunnel hallway we're in. The first time I can see things not swirling and blurry. All that goes on for a while is a blanket of orange, pink and purple clouds. The sun is setting underneath the clouds. We're in the sky and I don't know how to feel about it. There's truthfully no escape.

   The end of the hallway comes too quickly and soon I'm met with a door covered in a bunch of gears. They turn as the man's gloved hand reaches toward it. The door separates into 2 parts, one going up and one going down. It has slight rust on it and squeals as it moves on it's rails. The sound makes me a bit more awake.

   The room that's revealed is rather dull. Though it's filled with light and bright colors, it feels quite dark. It fills me with unease. There's a lady in the middle with a needle that looks about the length of my leg and super thin. They start conversing in thick accents in a language I cannot comprehend.

   We get closer to her and as soon as we are before her she speaks some English. "Hello and welcome to Briar Hollow, the one and only place to fly high." She laughs, the sound pushing needles in my brain. The man has stepped away from me as the lady circles around my slightly shaking body. "You're pretty despite a few... issues." Her head tilts slightly to my right as she stares at me.

   She dismisses the man as I open my mouth to speak. "There's nothing wrong with me." I growl in response.

   "See you say that, but you're not perfect little miss southern belle."

   "And you are?"

   A slap lands on my face and I groan as she laughs once more. "Your accent ruins it even more. But you'll have to do. I heard you have a strong spirit. All I have to do is break it in two." Her accent and laugh continue to mess with my brain.

   While trying to focus my mind, I take in her appearance rather then whatever she was saying. Her hair is in a jagged pixie cut, it's color is platinum blonde and her skin fair with a pink tint to it. Though nothing compares to her shining gold eyes. "Intrigued I see. My eyes did take a while to engineer plus a few different sets of eyes but they work just the same. It's a wonder what you can do once you have the tools. Which brings me to you." I take a few steps back, my heart pumping heavily. A pain hits my chest and I look down to see the needle plunged into me. "Enough talk though, I need to run a few tests. Plus I'll need your heart." She pulls the needle out and I fall over, feeling quite numb.

   At first, I can't move then I can't breath and finally, I can no longer see. It's odd because I know my body is in pain but I can't feel it. I wanna cry but I can't. There's no way I could fight anything she did. Now I'm dead but it just doesn't feel that way at the same time. Nothing feels the same right now. It's heavy and it hurts but not in the way I think it should. Not in the way it's supposed to. It feels like things are being slowly ripped from my chest. The feeling fades to nothing. Silence being filled with the turning of a gear. It reminds me of a clock which makes me realize that time's still going on and I probably won't.