Chapter 2
R&R please
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"Ugh, where the hell am I? Did I die? Why do I feel so numb?"
Corn was lying in an alleyway on the outskirts of town. When he dazedly got up, he felt his head, "I need some aspirin man" he skated to the entrance of the alleyway clumsily, when he got there, he could do nothing but gasp.
The whole town was turned upside down. Instead of graffiti there, a cop poster was here. It was weird!
"What happened?!"
Corn looked around worriedly, there were cops everywhere. Sure there were the average people who had everyday lives, but no GGs, no rivals, no nothing.
Then he saw it. Right in the middle of the city, Corn saw a huge facility, it towered over the city practically, with barbs everywhere. And on the very top, Corn could just make out the words.
CORRECTIONAL FACILITY FOR YOUNG CHILDREN
The building was pitch black. There seemed like there were no windows, only square holes with thick iron bars, covered with barbs.
Corn had to look away, it was too much for him. He glances in the direction the Garage was in, or should be. Quick as a flash (well, as fast as he could go with the cops everywhere) Corn dashes to the other side of town.
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"YoYo! Beat! Gum! Ryth! Where is everyone!"
Corn yells as he skates to and from the many rooms of the Garage. He spots Roboy, but the bot wasn't dancing, he was tearing down Corn's room. Corn yelled as he jumped on Roboy to keep him from messing up the posters.
"What are you doing you glitch! Cut it out!"
Roboy didn't struggle, he didn't make a sound, and just all of a sudden went cold in Corn's grasp. No lights were flickering here and there, an arm had fallen off, and there were dents on him everywhere. Roboy just all of a sudden died with a final sputter.
Corn dropped Roboy and with a yelp. The bot lay motionless on the floor. Backing away from the scrap of metal, Corn slowly makes his way out of his room and out of the Garage.
~*~
Corn sat on the cold ground in the shadows. He was back in 99th Street, every so often taking a glance at the facility. Cops were passing him every so often, but none had noticed the GG.
"What happened? Is this just a dream? Where are my friends?"
Corn felt a tear slowly fall down his face, but he didn't care to wipe it off, he just let it flow freely. Closing his eyes tight, Corn tried to think back to the very last thing he did before noticing the difference of the world.
"YoYo! Mooove!"
"What's your problem yo? Ahh! A truck!"
BAM!
..
"Corn! Oh my gawd! Please don't die!"
"NO!"
Corn jumped up and yelled so suddenly, a bunch of people stopped to stare, not to mention three or four cops.
Corn didn't care to look where he was going, he boosted towards the facility, not caring if a dozen cops were on his tail.
~*~
"Ugh, where the hell am I? Did I die? Why do I feel so numb?"
Corn was lying in an alleyway on the outskirts of town. When he dazedly got up, he felt his head, "I need some aspirin man" he skated to the entrance of the alleyway clumsily, when he got there, he could do nothing but gasp.
The whole town was turned upside down. Instead of graffiti there, a cop poster was here. It was weird!
"What happened?!"
Corn looked around worriedly, there were cops everywhere. Sure there were the average people who had everyday lives, but no GGs, no rivals, no nothing.
Then he saw it. Right in the middle of the city, Corn saw a huge facility, it towered over the city practically, with barbs everywhere. And on the very top, Corn could just make out the words.
CORRECTIONAL FACILITY FOR YOUNG CHILDREN
The building was pitch black. There seemed like there were no windows, only square holes with thick iron bars, covered with barbs.
Corn had to look away, it was too much for him. He glances in the direction the Garage was in, or should be. Quick as a flash (well, as fast as he could go with the cops everywhere) Corn dashes to the other side of town.
~*~
"YoYo! Beat! Gum! Ryth! Where is everyone!"
Corn yells as he skates to and from the many rooms of the Garage. He spots Roboy, but the bot wasn't dancing, he was tearing down Corn's room. Corn yelled as he jumped on Roboy to keep him from messing up the posters.
"What are you doing you glitch! Cut it out!"
Roboy didn't struggle, he didn't make a sound, and just all of a sudden went cold in Corn's grasp. No lights were flickering here and there, an arm had fallen off, and there were dents on him everywhere. Roboy just all of a sudden died with a final sputter.
Corn dropped Roboy and with a yelp. The bot lay motionless on the floor. Backing away from the scrap of metal, Corn slowly makes his way out of his room and out of the Garage.
~*~
Corn sat on the cold ground in the shadows. He was back in 99th Street, every so often taking a glance at the facility. Cops were passing him every so often, but none had noticed the GG.
"What happened? Is this just a dream? Where are my friends?"
Corn felt a tear slowly fall down his face, but he didn't care to wipe it off, he just let it flow freely. Closing his eyes tight, Corn tried to think back to the very last thing he did before noticing the difference of the world.
"YoYo! Mooove!"
"What's your problem yo? Ahh! A truck!"
BAM!
..
"Corn! Oh my gawd! Please don't die!"
"NO!"
Corn jumped up and yelled so suddenly, a bunch of people stopped to stare, not to mention three or four cops.
Corn didn't care to look where he was going, he boosted towards the facility, not caring if a dozen cops were on his tail.