Part I
A Wake Up Call
Booting Neural Implant... (COMPLETE)
Subject Designation: Delta
Location: -UNKNOWN-
Status: -INACTIVE-
Brain Activity: 1%
--sending electrical shock to stimulate brain activity...
Brain Activity: -INACTIVE-
--PROCEDURE FAILED, RETRYING...
Brain Activity: 50%
Status: Active
Body Functions: 100%
.........
"Your the last of your kind... Delta, Ты MUST survive..."
The feeling of a body returns to Delta as he wakes up. He just survived a 500 mile free-fall from a plane, but he was knocked out cold from the impact.
"Mister?" A faint girlish voice says. "Mister?" The voice repeats this time Delta feels something poking him on the head. Delta opens his eyes to see a black girl cat about the age of six crouching Далее to him poking him with a stick. She is wearing a worn purple рубашка and pants, her shoes looks as if she wore them for 3 years non-stop. Delta attempts to sit up but his arms are to weak to support his body weight, so he falls back.
"Are Ты okay, Mister?" she says worriedly, placing the stick she was poking Delta in the head with on the ground.
"Yeah, I think so" Delta manages to say, "where am I?"
"Emerald Coast" the girl says looking out into the ocean, "this is where mommy and I used to go when it was summer..." She looks down at her chest, where a golden pendant rested.
"Where's your mommy?" Delta asks, hoping to have a place to stay if he could convince the girl's parents to let him stay.
"Mommy is up there" is the girl's reply, pointing up at the sky with a small tear starts rolling down her cheek. "with daddy."
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't know." Delta says
"Its okay... I've been living alone most of my life" the girl says "my name is Annabel by the way"
"Subject Delta is what I'm called..." Delta says as he attempts to sit up again, this time he is successful.
"Can I ask I've been coming here everyday for the past week to wake Ты up, why were your asleep for so long?"
"I can't remember... The only thing I do remember is some man saying 'Your the last of your kind... Delta, Ты MUST survive... I don't know what that means but... "
"But what?"
"Nothing..." Delta attempts to stand, and Annabel helps him to his feet. "Thanks, Annabel. Say if Ты want Ты can help me find out why I'm here and what happened to me"
"Okay!" Annabel exclaims, loudly.
"Well, first things first I need to get Ты some new clothes the ones Ты have on look like they have had enough" Delta says, looking around the beach.
"Yeah, I've had these for 3 years..."
The two began walking off the пляж, пляжный and into the city. Delta stops in front of a road sign to read it.
"Central Square? Strange name, but ehh, a city is a city." Delta says starting to walk into the city. The lively city around them is busing with life, Mobians and Humans alike roam the city's streets and occupy the city's structures. Delta begins to look for a clothing store, in which he eventually spots. He looks to his side where Annabel stood but Annabel isn't there.
"ANNABELL!" Delta yells looking around over the heads of others looking for Annabell, when a faint girlish voice speaks up behind him,
"Right here!" Annabell says, causing Delta to turn.
"Whew, I almost though I Остаться в живых you" He says, holding his hand out for Annabell to grab onto. Annabell gladly wraps her fingers around Delta's hand and the two walk into the clothing store...
When they emerge, Annabell is dressed in a neon розовый T-shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of white and розовый sneakers. Delta is wearing a grey hoodie and black pants, and a white and red pair of Nike shoes. (the same he walked into the store in) Delta hears Annabell's stomach growl and checks his wallet, 2,950 dollars, remain in his wallet.
"I guess you're hungry, huh?" Delta asks Annabell closing his wallet and putting it in his pocket. Annabell nods. "well lets go get some Еда the eh?"
"Okay!" Annabell says, cheerfully.
Delta leads Annabel to a restaurant and the two sit at a таблица when, suddenly, he hears a voice in his head
"Delta it is important that Ты control your emotions... Lose control and grave things will happen" the voice says, echoing through his brain. Delta looks around, thinking that someone сказал(-а) that.
"Did Ты hear that?" He asks Annabell.
"What are Ты talking about? Other than the music?" she asks
"No a voice, gah never mind, I'm probably just imagining things"
END OF PART I
A Wake Up Call
Booting Neural Implant... (COMPLETE)
Subject Designation: Delta
Location: -UNKNOWN-
Status: -INACTIVE-
Brain Activity: 1%
--sending electrical shock to stimulate brain activity...
Brain Activity: -INACTIVE-
--PROCEDURE FAILED, RETRYING...
Brain Activity: 50%
Status: Active
Body Functions: 100%
.........
"Your the last of your kind... Delta, Ты MUST survive..."
The feeling of a body returns to Delta as he wakes up. He just survived a 500 mile free-fall from a plane, but he was knocked out cold from the impact.
"Mister?" A faint girlish voice says. "Mister?" The voice repeats this time Delta feels something poking him on the head. Delta opens his eyes to see a black girl cat about the age of six crouching Далее to him poking him with a stick. She is wearing a worn purple рубашка and pants, her shoes looks as if she wore them for 3 years non-stop. Delta attempts to sit up but his arms are to weak to support his body weight, so he falls back.
"Are Ты okay, Mister?" she says worriedly, placing the stick she was poking Delta in the head with on the ground.
"Yeah, I think so" Delta manages to say, "where am I?"
"Emerald Coast" the girl says looking out into the ocean, "this is where mommy and I used to go when it was summer..." She looks down at her chest, where a golden pendant rested.
"Where's your mommy?" Delta asks, hoping to have a place to stay if he could convince the girl's parents to let him stay.
"Mommy is up there" is the girl's reply, pointing up at the sky with a small tear starts rolling down her cheek. "with daddy."
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't know." Delta says
"Its okay... I've been living alone most of my life" the girl says "my name is Annabel by the way"
"Subject Delta is what I'm called..." Delta says as he attempts to sit up again, this time he is successful.
"Can I ask I've been coming here everyday for the past week to wake Ты up, why were your asleep for so long?"
"I can't remember... The only thing I do remember is some man saying 'Your the last of your kind... Delta, Ты MUST survive... I don't know what that means but... "
"But what?"
"Nothing..." Delta attempts to stand, and Annabel helps him to his feet. "Thanks, Annabel. Say if Ты want Ты can help me find out why I'm here and what happened to me"
"Okay!" Annabel exclaims, loudly.
"Well, first things first I need to get Ты some new clothes the ones Ты have on look like they have had enough" Delta says, looking around the beach.
"Yeah, I've had these for 3 years..."
The two began walking off the пляж, пляжный and into the city. Delta stops in front of a road sign to read it.
"Central Square? Strange name, but ehh, a city is a city." Delta says starting to walk into the city. The lively city around them is busing with life, Mobians and Humans alike roam the city's streets and occupy the city's structures. Delta begins to look for a clothing store, in which he eventually spots. He looks to his side where Annabel stood but Annabel isn't there.
"ANNABELL!" Delta yells looking around over the heads of others looking for Annabell, when a faint girlish voice speaks up behind him,
"Right here!" Annabell says, causing Delta to turn.
"Whew, I almost though I Остаться в живых you" He says, holding his hand out for Annabell to grab onto. Annabell gladly wraps her fingers around Delta's hand and the two walk into the clothing store...
When they emerge, Annabell is dressed in a neon розовый T-shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of white and розовый sneakers. Delta is wearing a grey hoodie and black pants, and a white and red pair of Nike shoes. (the same he walked into the store in) Delta hears Annabell's stomach growl and checks his wallet, 2,950 dollars, remain in his wallet.
"I guess you're hungry, huh?" Delta asks Annabell closing his wallet and putting it in his pocket. Annabell nods. "well lets go get some Еда the eh?"
"Okay!" Annabell says, cheerfully.
Delta leads Annabel to a restaurant and the two sit at a таблица when, suddenly, he hears a voice in his head
"Delta it is important that Ты control your emotions... Lose control and grave things will happen" the voice says, echoing through his brain. Delta looks around, thinking that someone сказал(-а) that.
"Did Ты hear that?" He asks Annabell.
"What are Ты talking about? Other than the music?" she asks
"No a voice, gah never mind, I'm probably just imagining things"
END OF PART I
What Penku looks like....
It's short but it should give some ideas:
After all of the fighting, struggles, sadness and misery; they're all but torn apart...They tried to make everything right and make everyone happy...But it ended so badly...They never thought it would end like this...The dream's all but a faint, non-existant memory...~
I hope it gives Ты a thought on how it'll be. I'm going to try my best to make it worth your time to read it. Oh and may I ask if the Название sounded good? Once again; any questions, Комментарии или concerns?
After all of the fighting, struggles, sadness and misery; they're all but torn apart...They tried to make everything right and make everyone happy...But it ended so badly...They never thought it would end like this...The dream's all but a faint, non-existant memory...~
I hope it gives Ты a thought on how it'll be. I'm going to try my best to make it worth your time to read it. Oh and may I ask if the Название sounded good? Once again; any questions, Комментарии или concerns?
The city seemed quiet. Too quiet. She knew this. She did her job well. Another nay-sayer of the twisted rumors, silenced forever. Her name is Kiri the Doll. Some say that she can be the most elegant, and at the same time, quite insane.
One day, the authorities caught on to this, and tried to capture her to печать her away, not much success. She knew she could outwit the authorities until they got smart.
Then, the men in white lab coats came in, carrying a straight jacket, just her size. She was sealed away for a total of 15 years. But right when they thought she was cured of her mental illness, she murdered the guards she befriended, took the keys, and escaped.
Some new rumors had started, saying she now resides in a dark mansion, living with herself and her creations.
One day, the authorities caught on to this, and tried to capture her to печать her away, not much success. She knew she could outwit the authorities until they got smart.
Then, the men in white lab coats came in, carrying a straight jacket, just her size. She was sealed away for a total of 15 years. But right when they thought she was cured of her mental illness, she murdered the guards she befriended, took the keys, and escaped.
Some new rumors had started, saying she now resides in a dark mansion, living with herself and her creations.
The fall air was quickly turning into frost bitten, I had not long before my clan mates would start passing from diseases from the white season. The wind chill made it seem like -60 degrees, but I had to help. I just had to. My body ached to be sandwhiched between two deer furs and near an open fire. I heard a gun shot ring through the snow. Dragon hunters. I had to get back before they found me, или either way, somebody'd die.
Too late. A couple of dragon hunters armed with almost every gun, пересекать, крест bow and sword weapon imaginable. I tried flying off with my ice blue wings, but I failed, a hunter shot at my left wing with a midnight black пересекать, крест bow. I started to fall, but I started running as soon as I hit the snow, carrying a рыба between my fangs. How the clan leader would be so unpleased frightened me, but not as much as the hunters.
Too late. A couple of dragon hunters armed with almost every gun, пересекать, крест bow and sword weapon imaginable. I tried flying off with my ice blue wings, but I failed, a hunter shot at my left wing with a midnight black пересекать, крест bow. I started to fall, but I started running as soon as I hit the snow, carrying a рыба between my fangs. How the clan leader would be so unpleased frightened me, but not as much as the hunters.
