hmm…so apparently people like this story, so i guess i'll just put something together to change the original one-shot into a full story.
I'll probably just recycle a plot i've already used before for another story i wrote.
Crimson Liquid chapter 2 - LIMBO
He bleed on Tamora as she carried him as quickly as i could to the infirmary. he clung to life, hardly breathing, hazy and in a daze. He heard tamora say something but all he could hear was muffled cries and the beastly screams of the cy-bugs that attacked them in the first place. bleeding at the mouth now, he only wished to be relieved of his pain. he moaned solemnly (if that makes sense) then, after what seemed to last hours, his eyes closed, murmuring under his breath, Tamora.
He didn't breath, nor did he need to anymore. There was no light when he opened his eyes right away but things began to clear up.. He stood in a grayscale of his former life, waking up in his bed in his penthouse. He looked around but there was no sign of life. He called out, but nobody answered. he searched through the apartment building but everyone was gone, all of their belongings were still there, untouched. "Oh my…" He mouthed, but no sound came out. he tried to say more but he was mute. disturbed, he continued his search. Though he couldn't talk, he could hear his foot steps as he walked through the apartment and even when he left, an ominous wind greeted him, nearly blowing his hat off his head. it was loud, he could hardly hear anything above it but he could hear something, like the sound of a rock repeatedly being smashed into the ground hard. It came from the buildings he had built for those who had their games unplugged. The wind blew harder as he got closer to the growing sound of the rock being smashed into the ground. He peeked around the corner and then the smashing sound of the rock had stopped along with the wind. it went dead silent. Suddenly a burning fever washed over felix, he grew dizzy then fell to his knees, and passed out.
His eyes fluttered open, a dim light that hung from the celling had come into view along with a man wearing heavy armor who stood above him, his arms behind his back. Felix noticed they had been in a tent for the sides of the tent had been nailed down and cool air had been wafting through the opening. As soon as his vision cleared, Felix took in a deep breath and winced in pain. A bandage was tightly wrapped around his body, stopping his bleeding but didn't help much with his breathing though the hospital respirator he wore took care of that job."Don't move." The man in the armor had said, "I'll go get your wife, she's been worried sick about you." Felix pondered on what he said, "My wife?" he said slowly to himself. He went back to staring at the ceiling and realized He couldn't remember a thing. "I have…a wife…?" He tried to think but nothing came to him, not a single thing. He didn't know how he got hurt, or where he was, or even who he really was. The man in armor came back, following behind him was this beautiful blonde woman who had been wearing the same uniform as the man, but fit to her bosomy figure. She sat down next to Felix.
"He's suffered sever damage to his nervous system," The doctor began. "Its best he gets plenty of sleep and stays off of his feet for a while." The woman, putting on a strong face to hide her sorrow faced the doctor, thanking him then looking back at me. "Felix…" she said softly. Assuming that was his name, Felix answered, "….Who are you Ms…?" shocked she jumped back a bit, not expecting the answer she received. "Its me, Tammy, Tamora, you'r wife. Don't you remember…?" Felix shook his head he best he could. "I'm afraid i don't mam'. All i remember is being knocked out, and then waking up here." Felix sat up, "But you said you are my wife Ms, does that mean you know what happened to me…?" Tamora didn't answer, she tried to fight back the tears that were developing in her eyes. She knew Felix couldn't help it, and that this wasn't her, or Felix's fault, but she just couldn't believe her husband had forgotten who she was and what happened. after a long silence, a little girl with dirty hair tied back into a pony tail walked in and looked up at felix, grimacing at the bandage around his body. "You ok Mr. Fix it?" she asked. Felix didn't answer, but opened his mouth to respond with, "…Are you talking to me…?" Vanellope paused. "Well, yeah, thats your name isn't it?" Felix looked down, "I don't know little girl." Vanellope's mouth dropped into a sort of disbelief to his answer. She looked over at the woman who sat in the chair, he head hung saying nothing to either of them. "Tamora…" the girl said. "He's lost his memory." She said. "I know." Tamora said solumly.
"Oh thank god your ok" Ralph said, picking up felix and hugging him. Felix winced and moaned in pain and Ralph quickly put him down. "S-sorry…" he said nervously. Felix looked up at Ralph, confused at who this giant was and what relationship they had. "Well you're a big fella, who might you be?" Felix asked, recovering from the bear hug received. Ralph paused for a minute then chuckles slightly. "y-your kidding…Felix, its me, Ralph!" Felix shook his head. "I don't remember you sir, i'm sorry." "Fix it heres got brain damage, he can't remember anything." said Vanellope walking from behind Felix. "No way…" Ralph said "Way, butt brains. Anyway, we have to get him to bed said the doctor, but i have a better idea." Vanellope said, snickering a bit." "Vanellope this is serious." said Ralph, "Come on Felix, i'll take you to your room." Felix hesitated for a moment. "Can you please tell me…who am i?" "Can i explain it to you in the morning…?" Felix thought about it for a moment, then nodded. "Ok…" Ralph and Felix started for the apartment building.
"Is this where i live…why are there so many medals on the wall." Felix asked, taking his had off and hanging it up on a hook by his door. "Well, in this game, if you are able to make it to the top of the building and stop me from destroying the apartment, you get a medal, a pie, and i get thrown off a building into mud." "golly, that sounds terrible." "Yeah, but…well, you wouldn't remember, but i've learned that it isn't all that bad." Felix paused. "That bad..you were thrown off a building, and because of me…?" "Not entirely. "What do you mean…?" "i'm a bad guy felix." Felix gasped and stepped back. "A bad guy…this isn't a trap is it…?" "No no, its not. we're friends felix. Sometimes you would call me brother for reasons i'm not completely sure of." "…Are we brothers?" "I don't think so." Ralph said. "Anyway, its getting late, you should be getting to bed, as should I." "Ok…Thank you, Ralph." Felix said a bit shaky.
He laid in bed, staring at the ceiling noticing that this was the same place he saw in that dream he had. He hoped he would sleep soundly tonight and maybe find himself with his memory back.
Felix kind of reminds me of Thor. you know, with the magic hammer and all that bizz.
hope its still good.
chapter 3 on the way.