Chapter 01
~Defective~
~Prologue~
I was busy helping turn in some blue prints that day.
You see, the Doctor, Professor James, needed me to help with the... what do you call them... Reploid file programs. I helped with the basic things, just the transportation of Data from my own hard drive to his master computer, so he could continue his work. It took... only about two and a half hours to finish the process. I simply waited, and later left, with the Doc giving me a hug and thank you before I took my leave. See? Not too interesting huh? Just basic daily things for me. Although, I didn't exactly expect the events that would be coming up later these few weeks.
I sighed, rubbing the back of my head, reverting back to my human form. Being in my armor... bugged me. People and other Reploids thought I was weird. I was the only reploid who didn't like their armor. Though, everyone is different, so I'm just not boring. I yawned, I was ready to go to bed. It was late, and the hallways of the Reploid production and design Facility were empty pretty much. Say for only the few others who had to help the Doctor, or some who were just being lazy that day, and decided to finish their work late.
I wanted to ignore the person I heard coming to me and calling me. Lolli. "Ala! Hey! Wait up." She exclaimed, rushing up to me as I stopped to look at her. Don't be fooled, she's older than she leads on. She's a lot older than me, she was around LONG before I was, she was one of the first people who I met the minute I opened my eyes.
"What is it? Is something the matter?" I questioned, she simply smiled at me, holding a small gift in her hand. "For you! I know you've been feeling sick lately, so I wanted to get you something." She stated. "Plus, your birthday's coming up isn't it?" she asked, being I know my professor I know my birthday, I don't exactly believe I need a birthday though. Most of the time, Reploids don't need to celebrate birthday's. They just go on with their lives you know. They don't really do most human celebration's, only ever small events, like maybe Christmas, Halloween, and some other holiday's.
Its true what she said, I was feeling sick recently. With, strong stomach and head pains. The doctors at the Facility didn't really know much of what was causing it. They assumed it was a virus and they ran a scan on me, and nothing came up. All of the scans done on me, came up with nothing, so they just shrugged it off. I probably caught the human Flu. I... am a strange reploid. I can't stand my armor, and, I have human qualities. Like, most of the time.. Reploids don't need to eat, or breathe I think. I eat, all the time, and never exactly feel full. I always feel the need to breathe, much like a human has to. Most of the time, Reploids sleep in pods to recharge, but if some are like me, they sleep in beds.
I sighed, taking the small gift, and smiling. "Thank you." I said. She smiled wider, nodding. "Of course. Anything for you Ala." her smile faded. "Have you... been okay?" She asked, out of the blue.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I've been feeling better a bit." I replied. I was sort of lying through my teeth. I wasn't feeling any better, now, the pain just made me feel numb. She smiled again. "That's good. I'm sorry for asking. It's just, I don't want to hear about you getting sick again." She stated. I smiled. "No, no, it's okay. I appreciate the fact that you and the others care for me." I replied. There were two others in my little group. Fortune, and Thorn. They were more like my Guardians than anything. Always worrying for me.
She put her hands behind her back. "Alright then, well that's about all for what I had to say, I'll maybe see you tomorrow? The Doc needs me." She said, I nodded watching her start walking off. "Yeah, sure thing." I responded, watching her disappear into the distance. I sighed, now I regretted thinking she was just going to annoy me. I made my way back to my room, pushing in button's on the padlock to open it so I could walk inside. The door closed behind me, and I turned on the lights. It was a fairly medium sized room. The Bedroom being in the back of the Dorm. The kitchen being fused with the sitting room. I hung, posters and, some small instruments on the walls. Picture frames were high on the walls. It felt like there was barely any space that didn't have anything hanging.
I sat the gift on a nearby table, sitting on the sofa in the corner. I laid back, looking at the ceiling. My body felt numb. My headache making me feel dizzy, my stomach making me nauseous. I sighed, only ever when I slept did the pain go away. See now... sleep sounded good right? Well... it'd be better if I didn't have night terrors. Ever since I first woke up I've had them. By now though, I'm used to them, they don't even matter anymore. Really weird dreams they are, and this is another strange thing about me. Even the Doc, the person who MADE me, doesn't understand it either.
I closed my eyes, attempting to sleep. I hadn't slept in days, I wanted to at least hope, that I got at least an hour or two of rest. The Professor, nor the doctors, knew what was wrong with me. They all just hoped... that I wasn't 'Defective'. I curled into a fetal position, falling asleep. Hopefully, long enough for to get rest.