It can't be right, at least, Eden doesn't think so. The arrow in her visor has her in a rundown, centuries-old library. Thousands of old books line the plant infested shelves and water drops down onto the grass-covered floor. It's only until she sees the strange creature kneeling in a corner that she knows she is in the right place.
The body is made of some dark-colored metal Eden's never seen before. A triangular point forms the front of the head and transitions into a fan shape, curving from one side to the other. One beady, red eye stares out scanning the surrounding area. In one of its claw-like hands is a strange, albeit, dangerous looking gun.
Almost as if it knows she's there, it swivels around to look at her. The eye seems to glow brighter and a mechanical screech breaks the silence.
Everywhere around the room, a chorus of clicks and beeps go off and she's greeted with more strange looking creatures.
"I have a bad feeling about this," Eden mutters, raising her rifle. Uriah murmurs in agreement.
Screeches sound off and then fiery red bullets are racing towards Eden. She just barely manages to hide behind a pillar before they're zooming through the air where she once stood. When she can, Eden turns and fires bullets, aiming for the head. Soon though, she finds that only makes it worse.
One of her bullets finds its mark and blasts the fan-shaped head off, sending the strange robot creature into a frenzy. Glitched sounds leave it and it runs straight to Eden, rounding the corner and firing bullets into her armor. Muffled groans of pain immediately sound throughout the air and she throws a punch at it.
The hit lands but it does nothing more than dent the metal the tiniest bit.
From inside her helmet, Uriah speaks up.
"Eden, look! It's belly!"
Through silted eyes, Eden looks towards its abdomen and sees an oval of white milky substance. It flows and moves, almost as if it has a mind of its own.
That must be its weakness.
Eden lowers her auto rifle towards its liquid center and releases a spray of bullets.
As soon as for the first few pierce the substance, it sprays everywhere and the metal body falls apart with a crash.
"That easy, huh?" Eden says more to herself than Uriah.
She reloads her gun and turns to fire bullets towards the creature's abdomen. Soon, the once full room is empty of any of the creatures and Eden releases a sigh of relief.
"Glad that's over," She huffs, putting her auto rifle on her back.
As soon as the words leave her mouth,
more screeching sounds up and more creatures flood the room.
Back behind the pillar, she goes, pieces of water rotted wood breaking off as bullets rain upon it.
A hiss leaves Eden's mouth as a bullet slices between a space in her armor, burning her skin. Pain flares up and she looks down.
A singed cut in her side is quickly healing over. Tendrils of light weave through the burnt flesh, knitting the it back together and smoothing it over. There's no scar left when it's done, but there are trickles of blood rolling down the smooth, tan skin. Something in her mind just does not like the fact she can see herself bleeding. It bothers her so much that she completely forgets that she's in a room with deadly machine creatures.
"Eden? Eden! Focus! They're coming!" Uriah shouts in her head.
Eden shakes out of it and moves just as a huge robot creature slams the floor where she was standing. Instantly, she shoots it and slips into her usual routine of shoot and duck. Although this time, it becomes a blur. There might have been some shooting and some arc, but Eden's not sure. Something feels so horribly wrong with her right now. She doesn't feel like herself.
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We Stand Together
FanfictionEden doesn't remember anything about herself. To make matters even worse, she's been thrown into a world where there is a Traveler and Darkness. And if that wasn't enough, Eden must begin a journey of self discovery and forging a future for herself...
