Author's Notes:
Steph: Yoyoyo! This is Sharky here, proud to announce that we've finally got our first story up as a joint effort!
Erin: When you're envisioning the characters, they don't look like what they normally do in the show. Instead, they look like a cross between real people and anime.
Steph:*holds her pointer finger high above her head* ON WITH THE STORY!
Erin:*pats Steph on the head.*
Ripples
A fanfiction by CrimsonSorrow
Disclaimer: Hey Arnold! does not belong to us. We're just borrowing the characters. ^^
~~~prologue............rebirth~~~
"Whatever happened to
The life that we once knew?
Can we really live without each other?
Where did we lose the touch
That seemed to mean so much?
It always made me feel so...
Free as a bird
Like the next best thing to be
Free as a bird..." - John Lennon, Free as a Bird
"Doctor, she's been in this stasis for five days now."
As she heard the familiar voice, a fresh surge of hate settled in her chest.
A white form approached the green tinted glass. She could see him, and another thought crossed her mind.
She wanted to kill. But a cautious glance at the empty tank next to her made her think again. The boy had avoided killing.
The doctors were always there, always prying, always staring, and it had been this way since she couldn't remember...
The years had passed and even she missed the crowded streets of the city, and the years that had passed made her that much older. She lowered her head somewhat as she sustained the fetal position in the tank, staring down at the necklace she wore. It wasn't hers, but the one she had known for a while, her neighbor in tank two had given it to her so she could...
...So she could escape.
"Has she moved at all?"
"No sir. Not in the past hour. She occasionally exhibits symptoms of fatigue, though her vital signs are in peak condition."
"Very well." The doctor stroked his gray beard thoughtfully, and she could see him staring at her.
She hated this place for what it had done to her, and for the trouble and sorrow it had caused. Everyone she ever known and loved assumed that she had drowned. Even ...him. The one she missed the most, though she had tried to forget his very existence. Partially because she had never hoped for a moment like this to come. Even her "parents" thought the same. All because the goddamned government told them what was "the whole truth and nothing but the truth".
Truth my ass, she thought bitterly. She tightened her grip around her legs, squeezing her eyes shut. It was now or never.
"Doctor! Her vitals are skyrocketing!"
"What?! Let me see!" He stared at the console, but it was too late.
She glanced up, the necklace glowing a pure iridescent blue. The glass cracked as her pupil-less eyes grew wider with the use of her energy. The team of doctors and scientists looked on helplessly.
The tank then exploded outward in a torrent of warm water and shattered glass. It seeped into electrical equipment and computers, causing inevitable explosions that the startled doctors couldn't escape. The blasts of the machines had knocked them out for the time being, their unconscious bodies littering the floor.
The stream of water trickled off into a mere drip, leaving her crouching naked in the broken tank, her wet blonde hair plastered to the sides of her face. She hadn't breathed fresh oxygen in years, but the process of breathing seemed stale and useless to her mind and body. She choked when she drew in a tiny breath, but she needed to run. The situation would be worse if she couldn't escape.
She began to sprint through the room, somehow avoiding the glass on the floor, still trying to adjust to her sudden life in the real world. She needed to cover herself with something, because she couldn't run through the streets without any clothes on.
Any sensible person knows about the embarrassment of exposing yourself.
She knew for a fact that she was still in Hillwood City. Why? She didn't know why, exactly. She was frantic now, trying to find even a garment to clothe herself. She didn't want to touch the scientists for fear of contracing some fatal disease.
Then she saw the second tank. There were towels hidden on the right side of the tank. She snatched one, telling herself that even though she would be escaping via the busy streets of Hillwood, the towel would have to do. She ran up the stairs, accessing her exit through the security doors with ease. She had watched the doctors do it a million times or more.
She dashed through the white-washed tunnels, trying not to acknowledge the security cameras that lurked in the corners of every hall.
She saw sunlight for the first time in ten years as she burst through the doors and onto the sidewalk.
She was finally free.
Author's Notes:
Erin: Bet you can't guess who the girl is (I was trying to keep her anonymous for now...)! Well, that's the first chapter/prologue, with more on the way. Please don't flame, and have a nice day.
...CrimsonSorrow...
Steph: Yoyoyo! This is Sharky here, proud to announce that we've finally got our first story up as a joint effort!
Erin: When you're envisioning the characters, they don't look like what they normally do in the show. Instead, they look like a cross between real people and anime.
Steph:*holds her pointer finger high above her head* ON WITH THE STORY!
Erin:*pats Steph on the head.*
Ripples
A fanfiction by CrimsonSorrow
Disclaimer: Hey Arnold! does not belong to us. We're just borrowing the characters. ^^
~~~prologue............rebirth~~~
"Whatever happened to
The life that we once knew?
Can we really live without each other?
Where did we lose the touch
That seemed to mean so much?
It always made me feel so...
Free as a bird
Like the next best thing to be
Free as a bird..." - John Lennon, Free as a Bird
"Doctor, she's been in this stasis for five days now."
As she heard the familiar voice, a fresh surge of hate settled in her chest.
A white form approached the green tinted glass. She could see him, and another thought crossed her mind.
She wanted to kill. But a cautious glance at the empty tank next to her made her think again. The boy had avoided killing.
The doctors were always there, always prying, always staring, and it had been this way since she couldn't remember...
The years had passed and even she missed the crowded streets of the city, and the years that had passed made her that much older. She lowered her head somewhat as she sustained the fetal position in the tank, staring down at the necklace she wore. It wasn't hers, but the one she had known for a while, her neighbor in tank two had given it to her so she could...
...So she could escape.
"Has she moved at all?"
"No sir. Not in the past hour. She occasionally exhibits symptoms of fatigue, though her vital signs are in peak condition."
"Very well." The doctor stroked his gray beard thoughtfully, and she could see him staring at her.
She hated this place for what it had done to her, and for the trouble and sorrow it had caused. Everyone she ever known and loved assumed that she had drowned. Even ...him. The one she missed the most, though she had tried to forget his very existence. Partially because she had never hoped for a moment like this to come. Even her "parents" thought the same. All because the goddamned government told them what was "the whole truth and nothing but the truth".
Truth my ass, she thought bitterly. She tightened her grip around her legs, squeezing her eyes shut. It was now or never.
"Doctor! Her vitals are skyrocketing!"
"What?! Let me see!" He stared at the console, but it was too late.
She glanced up, the necklace glowing a pure iridescent blue. The glass cracked as her pupil-less eyes grew wider with the use of her energy. The team of doctors and scientists looked on helplessly.
The tank then exploded outward in a torrent of warm water and shattered glass. It seeped into electrical equipment and computers, causing inevitable explosions that the startled doctors couldn't escape. The blasts of the machines had knocked them out for the time being, their unconscious bodies littering the floor.
The stream of water trickled off into a mere drip, leaving her crouching naked in the broken tank, her wet blonde hair plastered to the sides of her face. She hadn't breathed fresh oxygen in years, but the process of breathing seemed stale and useless to her mind and body. She choked when she drew in a tiny breath, but she needed to run. The situation would be worse if she couldn't escape.
She began to sprint through the room, somehow avoiding the glass on the floor, still trying to adjust to her sudden life in the real world. She needed to cover herself with something, because she couldn't run through the streets without any clothes on.
Any sensible person knows about the embarrassment of exposing yourself.
She knew for a fact that she was still in Hillwood City. Why? She didn't know why, exactly. She was frantic now, trying to find even a garment to clothe herself. She didn't want to touch the scientists for fear of contracing some fatal disease.
Then she saw the second tank. There were towels hidden on the right side of the tank. She snatched one, telling herself that even though she would be escaping via the busy streets of Hillwood, the towel would have to do. She ran up the stairs, accessing her exit through the security doors with ease. She had watched the doctors do it a million times or more.
She dashed through the white-washed tunnels, trying not to acknowledge the security cameras that lurked in the corners of every hall.
She saw sunlight for the first time in ten years as she burst through the doors and onto the sidewalk.
She was finally free.
Author's Notes:
Erin: Bet you can't guess who the girl is (I was trying to keep her anonymous for now...)! Well, that's the first chapter/prologue, with more on the way. Please don't flame, and have a nice day.
...CrimsonSorrow...