Authors note
After a good few hours of consideration I have decided to change the time this fic will be set to: season 1 chapter 9
"So witch, what will it be," I mocked to the blond before me.
"You will pay for what you have done," the witch screams as she drew her weapon, a mere riding crop.
"You seriously believe a, mere riding crop will have any effect on me, I'm wearing fucking plate mail that is backed by a layer of chainmail. Do you believe that is going to do anything?" I mocked to the witch (hopefully for the last time).
The witch began to open fire towards me with a storm of rocks from her riding crop. The rocks emanated purple glow like they were controlled by some unseen force.
"Now that's what I call a challenge," I spoke as I drew my fragment axe from its sheath. Hoping to block at least some of the rocks with my blade. Me and my axe carved swathes through the rocks but even we could not stop them. In a last ditch effort, I did the unthinkable and.
I forced my body to breaking point as I over clocked everything, from the motors in legs to the CPU of my mind. The fans of my system roared to life like wolves howling to the moon. One thing was sure my body would not hold back. I surged around the witch like a bolt of lightning and with every pass I sliced across her flesh.
No Matter how many times I sliced or strike , the witch her assault did not waver. "If my body is at its max what more can I do," I thought. I loaded my fragment axe into its sheath and surged towards the unconscious body of the sword and shield red head. I hoisted the red heads body into my arms and held it as shield against the witch. I force my combat knife against the redhead's throat as insurance of course.
"It would be such a shame for something to happen to her," I spoke. My threat fell on deaf ears as the witch resume her attack. To ensure the redhead would be forced to enjoy my fate with me. I threw her to the ground and spoke" enjoy life," into her ear.
I held my ground like a good soldier against the maelstrom before me. Never budgeting, never surrendering. As the Maelstrom impacted my armor with a thud that could be mistaken for thunder. I fell myself to my knees despite the Maelstrom around me asked, the lady I thought i would never see again, to forgive me for not coming back.
The Maelstrom eventually gave way to her. The woman who I thought, I would never see again. just the sight of her made me remember. When it was the two of us back home in the village. She walked over to me like an angel in the tales of ages gone by. Over the incandescent white that the world had become. As I laid upon my back, in this void, she knelt beside my head and cupped it like she would back then. During this I, could feel my armor dissipate it to the robes I use to wear. She went to kiss me but not like she use to her loving ever warming face was a but a shadow of her former self. I went to cup it like I would back then but as my hand softly landed upon her neck. I felt only sand as her once perfect face became pockmarked with cracks as I laid my hand on her. The woman let out an almighty wail as her form became little more than a pile of sand
Suddenly I awoke strapped to a bed like an animal a waiting to be slaughtered. The clean room that I was as white as a sun-bleached bone.
"Well you're awake, might I say I'm impressed" the man in green spoke with an air of confidence
"We'll get use to it I brushed with death so often, he made it a drinking game"
"How can you meet the grim reaper if you're a, well a machine? If you don't mind me asking." The man in green spoke trying to not offend me.
As are you, meat bag only instead of wires and gears you've got orifices and neurons. The only difference is material," I answered.
"How come you didn't even leave me for dead, when I was knocked out." I spoke as I stood up. The sound of the leather bindings tearing as I stood up from the bed i was bound to.
"Wait how did you do that, I thought we cut your cables" the man panicked as I stood up.
"You only cut some first of all and second of all, you seriously think I would not be able to reroute the connections in my system," I mocked as I stood a full head above the meat bag before me.
the meat bag kept muttering "Remind myself to kill ironwood for this," under his breath.
I gleefully spoke," that I would happily kill this ironwood fellow, so long as I'm paid that is." just from the sight of the meat bag you could tell he was thinking about it. That point however was shot down as the witch arrived into the room, surprisingly her attire looked like it could hold up fight and was not nearly as form fitting .
"If you're here to interrogate me, let's trim the fat, and get the guy who does the beatings so he can break his arm after the first swing," I mocked to the pair.
"I'm here to find out where you came from,' she spoke in a near mechanical voice.
"Well shall we begin," the man in green asked.
Authors note
I hope you enjoyed that chapter, because the is more to come the next chapter will be up on the 25th of January till then good bye.
p.s don't forget to read , review and point out any errors you find because the more errors you find the less somebody else has to endure.