Surgimorphs

Chapter 4: Circles Part Two

 (Pengu)

I watched Sukura walk away and then headed to my class. I shrunk into my hoodie and tried to become invisible inside its cover. The white halls were filled with foot traffic and many people saw me and seemed to either stare with wonder or shrink away in fear. I sighed and picked up the pace of my walking as I made my way to class. Once there I turned on the Virtual Reality Rig (or VRR for short.) and slipped inside it. This one had not been made to accommodate furries and it was a tad bit uncomfortable. My tail was squashed against my spine and was becoming quite painful as the boot up process began.

The machine beeped and then started to recalibrate as it scanned my body. I performed various stretches and simple muscle movements so the rig could accurately map my body. When it was finished the rig initiated the link to the school's Virtual Server and I saw a flash of White light before I emerged into the classroom. My avatar's appearance was the same as always except this time it had fur. I shrugged and glanced around the classroom to see if the day's lesson was already in place.

A blinking white dot appeared on my notifications menu and I tapped it to read the message.Once I finished I started to dig through the C:\\drive of my rig and after finding the program I wanted I loaded it and began to work on the days lesson.

The other students flashed into existence a few minuets after I started and I ignored them. Complex diagrams and theories filled my mind's eye as the lesson continued and by then end of it I had a mild headache. I logged out and then exited the rig.

Pins and needles plagued my paws and my tails as I began to move around and I whimpered softly as the circulation was restored. Once I was sure I could walk without falling on my face I headed down the hall and Waved to Sukura as he walked out of his class. I smiled when I saw the look on his face.

He waved back and waited for me. Once I was beside him we walked to the doors and headed towards the Hub. He was quite and for that I was gratefully. When it was out turn for the hub we stepped inside and with a flash we were on our way.

However when my vision cleared we were not at the receiving end of a hub instead it seemed like we were stuck in a black box. A flashing red sign comprised of a red circle with three arrows branching out from the center was painted on the main wall.

I grabbed for Sukura's Paw and he smiled at me before closing his eyes and the iron smell of blood filled the air. I opened my mouth to comment when a chilling laugh was heard.

Sukura was growling and i noticed that the smell of blood became very strong. I could hear the blood hitting the ground and from within it's depths shapes started to form and grow. These must be the cherry blossoms that Sukura spoke of before. I thought before a single seemingly unarmed man stepped from an unseen passage and into the room. A spotlight centered itself on him and he clasped his hands in front of him as if studying us.

He was well built and his skin was black. He was wearing dark glasses and his bald head shined in the light. His voice was rich and velvety as he spoke. "Welcome to The Movement. Here you will find peace, there are no rules, there is no life. There is only The Movement."

Sukura and I exchanged a glance then an almost feral look covered his face. His tone when he spoke made me shiver with sudden cold. It was quite but danger and pain laced every word like a promise.

"What if we do not wish to join The Movement? Do Tell how you will stop us."  The man reacted with surprise and then smirked. "You may try to resist but you won't succeed." By now Sukura seemed to have drained at least half of the blood from his body and transformed it into flowers. He smirked as several figures began to step into the light and leveled their guns. "Bet your glad I got those modifications now." he said so softly that I was the only one that heard him.