Chapter 1~ New Beginning
"Its coming to." I heard a voice call behind me "what is that creature?" another asked, I wondered the same, more or less what happened, and why did they call me creature? I asked myself while trying to remember, but merely succeeding in getting a headache. While I lay there, withering in pain I heard several whispers around me. About what are they whispering? I asked myself. My best guess at the time was around 11:30ish and there was a thick frost blanketing the ground though I was not cold at all, the least! I was very warm, for it being cold enough to start snowing.
After rolling on my back, I noticed several people in the group of twelve -about seven- jumped back, the other five had guns, though they were aimed at me! Bah, why are their guns honed on me? Try imagining just waking up, and not remembering anything, being called 'it' and 'creature' while staring down the barrel of rifles. My breath was shifting to an icy vapor as I exhaled, but I never got any colder. I shook my head slightly, listening to various cicadas. Their chirps whirred in the frigid air, it was like a symphony, and I was lying there, listening to chirps, whistles, and mournful cries echoing through the air, adding a sort of warmth to the winter night. While I was absorbed in listening, I heard faint whispers of "should we help it?" of course, there were debates against this which somewhat annoyed me, I still laid there, listening to the whirring around me sleep came over me, though on my right I heard "is it hostile" Hostile? What does he mean? I wondered then shook my head trying to sit up, but falling back down in pain.
Sleep came over me. I woke up in a small white room, and was being blinded by a bright light above me it has an icy blue shade to it. There were several other lights around me as well. I became aware that I was also on a cold steel like surface and that I was soaked in crimson blood. I panicked and tried to yell for help, but there was no call, it was like I could not say anything at all, I panicked more, then everything went black.
"What? A dream, it was a dream." I panted, glancing around ".just a dream" I muttered again. My heart was pounding in my chest.
"Calm down.relax" a guy standing next to me said, there was a 32 pistol in one hand. He gave me an odd look that made me feel uneasy and arched a thick black brow "get some rest!" he growled darkly and walked out; he had a limp in his right leg which gave the he wore a long black coat that went down to his ankles.
I sighed and looked back up at the ceiling, staring blankly, trying to remember what happened and sighed. Why do I keep getting odd looks? I wondered. Why can't I remember anything? I wondered still and sighed again, getting another pounding headache.
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Oh, end of Chapter One, I'm leaving at that little spot for now XD and I'll work on chapter two, this chapter was just to work into the story, I don't want to give anything away just yet XP
"Its coming to." I heard a voice call behind me "what is that creature?" another asked, I wondered the same, more or less what happened, and why did they call me creature? I asked myself while trying to remember, but merely succeeding in getting a headache. While I lay there, withering in pain I heard several whispers around me. About what are they whispering? I asked myself. My best guess at the time was around 11:30ish and there was a thick frost blanketing the ground though I was not cold at all, the least! I was very warm, for it being cold enough to start snowing.
After rolling on my back, I noticed several people in the group of twelve -about seven- jumped back, the other five had guns, though they were aimed at me! Bah, why are their guns honed on me? Try imagining just waking up, and not remembering anything, being called 'it' and 'creature' while staring down the barrel of rifles. My breath was shifting to an icy vapor as I exhaled, but I never got any colder. I shook my head slightly, listening to various cicadas. Their chirps whirred in the frigid air, it was like a symphony, and I was lying there, listening to chirps, whistles, and mournful cries echoing through the air, adding a sort of warmth to the winter night. While I was absorbed in listening, I heard faint whispers of "should we help it?" of course, there were debates against this which somewhat annoyed me, I still laid there, listening to the whirring around me sleep came over me, though on my right I heard "is it hostile" Hostile? What does he mean? I wondered then shook my head trying to sit up, but falling back down in pain.
Sleep came over me. I woke up in a small white room, and was being blinded by a bright light above me it has an icy blue shade to it. There were several other lights around me as well. I became aware that I was also on a cold steel like surface and that I was soaked in crimson blood. I panicked and tried to yell for help, but there was no call, it was like I could not say anything at all, I panicked more, then everything went black.
"What? A dream, it was a dream." I panted, glancing around ".just a dream" I muttered again. My heart was pounding in my chest.
"Calm down.relax" a guy standing next to me said, there was a 32 pistol in one hand. He gave me an odd look that made me feel uneasy and arched a thick black brow "get some rest!" he growled darkly and walked out; he had a limp in his right leg which gave the he wore a long black coat that went down to his ankles.
I sighed and looked back up at the ceiling, staring blankly, trying to remember what happened and sighed. Why do I keep getting odd looks? I wondered. Why can't I remember anything? I wondered still and sighed again, getting another pounding headache.
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Oh, end of Chapter One, I'm leaving at that little spot for now XD and I'll work on chapter two, this chapter was just to work into the story, I don't want to give anything away just yet XP