We Need To Talk - Gawsten [probably]

Free

"I shouldn't I really- shouldn't-" George or, Ryan argued.

"Common," Brendon begged. The others of us stayed out of the conversation.

"Brendon I'm not- real," he spoke again.

"Your real to me," brendon told. While you may be questioning this, Ryan is not human. He's an experiment, Experiment 'R0ZZ'. I don't know why its named like that but that's what it is. He was created in a lab. He can make wings appear from his back if necessary. Or if he wants to.

"Guys they'll never let me go with you guys. I literally have a chip in my neck. I'll never be able to pass with you guys." Ryan shook his head.

"Actually- if I may-" Dallon interrupted. The attention was turned to him. "I think I have enough time before to remove it,"

"You- you do???" Ryan asked quickly.

"Wait- waitwaitwaitwaiteait-" Brendon interrupted. "How do you know this won't kill him??" Brendon has been one for Ryan's protection for a long time. Brendon is the only reason they let Ryan out of prison. I think its flashback time.

Brendon walked into the facility again. A small figured, brown haired boy sat on the table. Arms cuffed, legs cuffed, chained collar on his neck, and a chain connecting all three. Black wings resting at his back. His resting position is for them to lay.

The black haired boy in the black leather jacket marched threw the doors. The angle beared his fangs and hissed.

"Its just me Ry," Brendon told, Ryan seemed to calm down. Making a small whine, tugging at his arms. "Don't do that, you know you'll get in trouble," Ryan nodded slowly.

"Please..?" He begged.

"Just a few more hours,"

"Until what??" The angel asked anxiously. Brendon leans over and whispers in his ear.

"I'm taking you home,"

"Really??" He asked quickly. Brendon nodded.

"They just need a few more tests and you have to stay with me, that's the only concern," Brendon explained.

"That doesn't sound like a problem," Ryan told.

"Good," Brendon smiled.
Then I think he took a shot type thing to sedate Ryan?? I don't know I'm going off what he told me and I've always invisioned it like this.

- -

I looked around, leaning next over go Geoff, "when did we get to Dallons house?" I whispered.

"Like five minutes ago, but you where in your head the whole time," he explained looking down to me.

"Oh okay," I shrugged. Guess that's what happens when you go into a form of flashback. That's cool. Oh yeah I break the fourth wall a lot. I hope that doesn't bother you reading about my life.

"Breathe," Dallon told Ryan. We are in Dallon's lab. Ryan sitting on the table. Anxious. With Brendon right next to him. Sitting on the counter with him. But out of Dallons way. Dallon had some sort of thing to Ryan's neck. He moved it in places until the red light turned green with a beep. Ryan jumped at the new sound.

"Easy," Brendon told. "Your safe," his tone was soft. Ryan nodded slowly before Dallon could continue.

"This is probably gonna hurt," Dallon explained. Around this time I stopped paying attention. Non of the things next said would make any sense to me. I looked around his room. There was a door in the corner a faint blue light coming from it. Taking a last glance at everyone before going over to it.

No one stopped me so I felt it as okay. Normally if its something bad I'd get some weird warning and a friend or something would be like 'don't go in there if you know what's best for you'. But I'd probably see inside no mater what.

I pushed open the door. The light flicked red from the inside. I took a step in and everything went dark. From the looks of it there wasn't a light switch by the door. Though, Dallon has things in weird places. But it makes them 'scientifically better'. By his standards. I flicked my phone from my soft blue hoodie pocket. Turning on the flashlight and looking for a switch. But what I saw wasn't somehow. Or that's just how these stories go.

The table in the middle of the room held an android. The model was questionable. It had chin length fringe to the right in a almost neon blue. The other side was shaved and light brown. The left eye was missing. Along with various other parts.

This androids LED was on the small table against the wall. It switched between blue, yellow, red, then off again. This android looks like it came from the scrap yard. Dallons going to try and fix a robot. This doesn't sound like a good idea. I know he's smart but this almost drove the original creator insane.

I also shouldn't be here. I realize this now. Stepping back I tripped. I knew from my job to not make a sound. The others dismissed the noise I made. I heard them mention it and Dallon say it was nothing. I looked yo see it was a robotic arm. Completely scrapped of the fake skin. Left hand I believe. Standing up quickly, and turning off my phone light. After I felt safe to leave the room, I did so. Closing the door as much as it was before. Then quickly made my way back to the group.

Ryan was rubbing his neck. There was a small piece on the table that Dallon seemed to be playing with the coding on his computer.

"Done," Dallon said slowly. "They might mark you as dead, but your free now."

"So what does this mean?" Ryan asked.

"Your a real human now. If we could come up with a story for why you dong have a birth certificate, your reset. Along with coming up with a full name." Dallon told. Brendon smiled and hugged Ryan quickly. He made a 'meep' at the hug. Geoff took notice of m at this moment. I smiled up at him.

"So I'm- free?" Ryan seemed to want clarification.

"Yes."