Who are you?

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(Y/n)'s P.O.V

I woke up in a room and groaned as I got up and looked around and saw that I'm in a teenager's room and saw a laptop on the desk but before I could look at that, I looked around the room and thought to myself that this was a nice teenage room and always dreamed of having a room to myself all those years ago. I then remembered the laptop that was on the desk so I went to the laptop and looked at it. It was some kind of chapter of some kind of book and there was a title that reads "Who are you?" and before I could read, the door opens

"Hey hey hey, what the fuck are you doin'?" A voice asked behind me and I looked to see a 15-year-old kid that's clearly well built came to the laptop and closed it and looked at me

"You know this is confi fucking dential right?" He asked me and I just looked at him in confusion.

This kid wears a shirt and shorts and had a coffee in his hand. It wasn't that hard to figure out that he's a writer of some kind and it looked like he'd been awake for days.

"I know I know, I look like one of those test subjects from the experiment."

"Huh?"

"Look I know that this is confusing as fuck just follow me." he said as he exits the room.

I followed him and I'm now in a big open space area where there is a comfy round couch and air-cond on the ceiling behind the couch.

"Oh, that? That's too cool the PS4 PRO, PC, X-BOX One X." he said as if he knew what I was going to ask.

"Yeah, I knew."

Ok, this is fucking weird.

"Right?"

"Ok how?"

"Well, it's complicated."

"I can handle it.

"Very complicated."

"I said I can handle it." 

"Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey stuff."

"Seriously, a doctor who reference?"

"What? I'm a fan but not the new season."

"Then who are you?"

"I dunno, someone who created you?"

"God?"

"Kinda."

"Then why didn't you just say that in the first place."

"Well, you didn't ask that I was god didn't you?"

"I didn't even need to ask because you could just tell me that you're god."

"I know and that's why I was waiting for you to ask."

"Why?"

"Cause fuck you, you're stuck here with me!" he said sarcastically

"Am I dead?"

"Oh no, you're just hibernating." he said.

"I'm what?"

"You're out cold, you fucking dumbass." 

"Wow, god's an asshole and a prick at the same time."

"I can be an asshole when I want to alright so don't judge me bitch and plus you don't even know anything about me you fucking dipshit."

He's certainly an asshole. I then walk around the apartment and finally remembered about Harley and the rest so I ran to the door but the door won't budge so I tried kicking it down but it didn't do much.

"Oh, you can't leave because you can't yet."

"But I have to, I need to see how Harley's doing!"

"Oh, she's fine so stop your yammering, and hey wanna see something?" he offered

"Sure."

He then went and grabbed some popcorns and put some caramel sauce on it and place it in the oven, I waited for about half an hour as he prepared some sodas and gave it to me. As the oven beeps, he took it out and gave half of the popcorns to me and a half to him as he turns on the big tv and we watch some guys in western outfits with a guy who looks like he's from London and it certainly looks like this is the 1800's.

"So, any kind of ruckus we can cause while we're stuck here, lads?" the guy asked the three people while drinking.

Then suddenly a guy who must be their friends walked in and punch a man straight in the face.

"Aw, you just had to do it Bill!" the guy laughed and punched a man and his friends soon joined the fight.

We see as the fight escalates when a big guy comes out of a room and one of them tried to punch the brute but he simply punches them and they fell to the ground groaning.

Suddenly the tv turns off and he was looking at the window and sipping his coffee before looking at me.

"Looks like times up." he said.

"What do you mean, it's been like 15 minutes."

"Yeah I know so get the fuck out!" he said.

"Jeez alright." I said as I got off the couch and walked to the door.

"And hey," he called and I looked at him

"Find her, she needs you." he said

"What do you me-" I then get flung into the door.

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