CYBER RAIN

Prologue

AN: The new story. Please help get more readers and please also read my other books.   
 
   I opened my eyes to see only blur of the light causing my eyes to squint. Really, I woke up few seconds before my eyes could open and the flash of memories washed over me reminding I was on my BOT.
       That realisation completely snapped my eyes open wider than I could. Due to the dizziness I am feeling, it's almost hard to get up as well. My first two attempts failed but third try was a success....sort of.
     I slowly lifted myself up in support of my elbows.
     The surroundings I first noticed was the warmth of the sun, and secondly the waves splashing sounds. Warm air soon enveloped the area confirming one thing that, wherever I am, sure it's a beach or an island? I guess. But both possibilities ain't a good sigh. As far as I remember, the thrusters of my BOT were malfunctioning before I lost consciousness.
    
    I lifted rest of my upper body up to see the lower part of the BOT armour still there lifeless.
      I checked my wrist that yesterday occupied with a communicator, that's missing as well.
      My tongue tasted metallic, even my limps were sore and weak. Great. Just great. Maybe this is my fate, die in a place that I've never seen before until now.

     I slowly looked around but nothing helpful could spotted. I saw the remaining pieces of the BOT armor shattered everywhere.
      BOT'S kind of unbreakable so far. Maybe the fall wasn't that small.

     I slipped my lower body out of the remaining metal pieces and struggled to on feet. As I did, I moved closer to the other metal pieces, hoping to find my wrist computer.
       
        I checked every part of the metal and find nothing. Will I ever gonna survive or I'll make it all the way to Academy.
      
        If I did survive, there is another problem..I ruined my BOT.
    Usually, we're given the machine's by military and the papers every students signed says, if the machines are broken we have to buy our own.
        There is no other choice but to talk to my father about it.
       BOTS cannot be owned that easily. It's so expensive and we needs special permits for that.
       I contacted the company an year ago, they said the price depends on the features it had. And I know, I'll need at least 75% powered armor that could handle a missile explosion.
        I always wondered how the armor could endure such a pressure. Who knows?

      With all the strength I got, I just find out the place I'm on was a island like I doubted.
        An island with only dead ends.
     
   My stomach growled the seventh time in last five minutes.
    
     My clothes torn in random places, even the direct sunlight draining the remaining strength I have.
      There's no reason to be flying around in middle of the ocean and secondly, what if there is a island at all? I've already dead by now.
   
      I kneeled min middle of the remainings of my BOT, unable to find the the last hope I've left and that happens to be the small wrist device I never seem to have cared a lot.
    
       "Please... somebody... anybody.." my mouth said without me knowing.
         The next thing I saw wasn't a good sign. The dark clouds slowly vanishing the sun and as far as the storm last year was terrifying, this dark looks more than dangerous.
      So, this is it. Today is the day my last day.
      I really regret I decided to test my stupid BOT and now the almighty God is testing me.
      This is the last thing I expected to happened, but came first shattering the last hope of imaginary glass breaking in front of me.
        As they say, in the last moments of our life, flashbacks floods in our mind. Those flashbacks letting me cry even more.
       I always keeps my emotions bury inside me to let everyone know I'm stronger, but now no holding back. My eyes gone blur as my eyes overflowed. The fresh warm wetness slid to my cheeks to my wounded lips, that causes stinging. But I don't care at all.
      Even the sounds of my past never leaving me alone. Especially that beeping sound. By each seconds the beep got to my nerves.
      It's sounds familiar, but where did I heard that last?  My mind slowly drifted to reality, and each scenary I remember and each sounds in my head faded and faded until I doubted, I'm dead? The beep sound never let my head and keeps ringing and ringing and ringing.
      Why that is unforgettable? Wait, I..I am not dead, right?
      I opened my eyes to see the sky looks more darker than before.
       *Beep** beep** beep*
    Man, that sound. I touched my forehead with backhand. No I'm not sick, then wh-
       I snapped out of my thoughts as looking around. That sound, means my communicator is somewhere around.
      With all my power, picked up all the metal pieces one by one and I couldn't find it. The sound is too closer to me, but where.
      I then digged inside of the wet sand and ended up finding shells.
   Come on, where is it.
      I just looked down at myself and smiled. I'm on top of it. I sided a bit then I wiped all the sand covering the small device.
     I saw a glimpse of it then pulled it out.
     The thing looks half broken but somehow works. I tap on the bottom touch screen and I realized the system isn't well working. I tapped on 'ANSWER' button and finally it accepted the call.

       "Ember..ma.do yo.py?" The sounds were unclear, but I could understand.
      "MA'AM, YES.. HELP ME!" I yelled back.
       "E..er, ju..t get a... cover.. and wait for..us. Amb.-" the call disconnected leaving me completely broken.
     Wait, my wrist watch works....sort of, then they can track my location, right? Of course.
    That's my final hope.
    I tried to call back, but it failed.
   I totally forgot there is another thing to worry about and before I could realize the rain fell with a terrifying lighting that caused to make me stood up run to a different direction. I just held my communicator closer and I ran for something to stay safer.
     Due to my fear, I never saw a thing that caused me to fell face first to the grassy surface.

AN/: Hope my pronouncing didn't bored you guys. And sorry for the book cover.