Author's notes: Happy valentine's day, I hope that for those of you who are in a relationship are having a great day with your significant other, as I and many other individuals who are single, whether by choice or rejection, sit and gloom over a lack of such companionship.
This chapter is going to be the first one of the week, I plan on updating twice a week, possibly 3 times this week, as the next chapter is going to be an Interlude. which might be kind of early, but the main character as of the moment just crash landed in a foreign... well as foreign as one can get when bringing up multiverse theory. and spoilers, crashlanding with a jetpack comes with consequences.
Chapter 3, 1.2
After crashlanding and waking up, I found myself in a crater inside of the warehouse, an abandoned warehouse to be exact. I noted that this warehouse was located near the docks, or what were once Docks. Thankfully I landed on my back, but in doing so, I destroyed my jetpack. The jetpack did cushion the landing, that was good, but it's going to be a pain in the ass to fix later. Other than the jetpack, my back was also the spot where a natural- or as natural a saurian can get- set of armor. It could be compared to the plated armor that the dinosaur called the ankylosaurus had but could be compared to an armadillo. I also noted that my helmet had a chunk torn off, revealing a part of my face, including my head crest, as well as right where I saw from my right eye was currently seeing through. That's not good.
"Sys- "before I could even start speaking, I erupted into several coughs, bloody ones. "ASP, System check please?" I asked my Armor Status Protocol, or ASP. I had her Installed to track any damages that the armor, including my prosthetic leg, that I didn't notice it taking.
{Affirmative, checking for any damage done to the Robuster… checking… checking… Damage found! WARNING! THE AMOUNT OF DAMAGES EXCEEDS THE RECCOMENDED DAMAGE THRESHHOLD! THE ARMOR IS IN NEED OF EXCESSIVE REPAIRS!} ASP yelled at me.
'Fuck, that's not good…' I thought. I was going to have to seek out a lot of titanium in order to fix this thing.
"ASP, report, what are the exact dam- "before I could finish that sentence, I erupted into more coughs. "Oh, great I think I punctured a lung… or both of them… ASP, report what the damages include?" I asked. I was going to need a list on what parts were damaged, and what had it the worst.
{It is as follows:}
{Jetpack: severely damaged, requires extensive repairs.}
{Gauntlets: minor damage detected, requires little repairs.}
{Helmet: moderate damage, requires medium repairs.}
{Prosthetic leg: ERROR! ERROR! ERROR! PROSTHETIC IS BROKEN BEYOND REPAIR, REQUIRES REPLACEMENT! REPORT TO A PROSTHETIC EXPERT TO REPLACE THE LEG!}
{Do you wish for me to look over your injuries as well, King Claw?} ASP asked. There was a bit of a worried tone in her voice, but I ignored it.
"No thanks ASP, that's all." I told her, it was strange for her to ask me that kind of question, when she wasn't a true sentient being.
The development of Artificial Intelligence was put on a hold when the war broke out, leaving the kind of Artificial Intelligence that was available quite simple and nonintelligent, so it was odd for her and an average AI to ask questions that made them sound concerned. Maybe it's because the Artificial Intelligences are just evolving, but I was not a programmer so I wouldn't know exactly.
I then proceeded to roll over and climb out of the crater, and tried to stand up, but as I tried to, I then remembered what ASP said about the damages done to my prosthetic leg, and then promptly fell over.
"FUDGE NUGGETS!" I yelled out loud, as I fell and proceeded to roll down the hill. As I fell, I felt pain in my tail… yes, Saurians have tails, yes, it's one of the reasons I fell down the hill. I had apparently broken the bones in my tail, which mind you, is incredibly painful when one of those bones break. It's like stubbing your pinkie toe but crank it up eleven.
"I am such an idiot! Why didn't I at least crash land in front of a hospital?!" I yelled at myself for my idiocy.
I then decided to crawl towards the door of the warehouse. But as I crawled, I soon realized that I was leaving a trail of blood… that's my blood. 'Shit…' I thought, but I continued crawling towards the door of the warehouse.
I then decided to play one of the songs I had saved on my armor, it was the begin again song… from fallout new Vegas… Dead money… a game that was almost as old as I was. I felt it soothing and It'd normally allow me to think of how I got to where I was now.
The song played as I crawled… and I thought back on my life, of how everything had progressively gotten worse, how anything I did to change the world, change my life, was null and void. I thought back to Lilly, and how I had trusted her, only for her to backstab me for aiding the government…
I thought she loved me, but what she DID to aid the government… that proved to me that she didn't care about me in the first place…
When I reached the door, I realized I wouldn't be able to open it from the floor. And I would soon bleed out if nothing was done. 'Hopefully, someone will come and help me. If I just bang my hand against the door, someone will surely investigate and help me out… right?' I thought, as I banged my hand against the door. and after everything Lilith did to try and win back my love… it failed. Eventually, I fell unconscious due to blood loss. But, before I closed my eyes, the door was opened, and I saw armored feet before me, then everything went dark.
And the last thing I heard is the song's ending lyrics… that hit my ears.
I had learned to abandon my love for her… but she didn't, she tried and tried to get back on my good side… but she only managed to get back to being friends with me.
She had wished to begin again, but what she DID… was unacceptable, and then, the song ended, and I floated into limbo, and fell asleep.
Author's notes: now with that wrapped up, I'll begin working on the first interlude of the story. leave some reviews, if you'd like to, and I hope you have a great day.
I had originally intended to play the song from dead money, mainly because I was a bit nervous when it came to the guidelines, so I just removed the lyrics entirely.
