Wired.
Tetsuya blinked at the rising sun. "Is it really day?" He sighed heavily to himself while pushing his small body up. The sun was indeed cold, or was it the purple clouds that gloomed the gray skies… Either so, it was a very damp morning, only a lone two birds chirped, he'd know, Tetsuya never slept a wink. To worried from everything that'd happen in the yester hours. But, it was time to move on, try to do at least something before he would 'kick the bucket.'
The mud was finally dry and somewhat stable to support him, the tree's rolled fresh dew off the abnormal leaves, and the musky sea water washed repetitively against the shore's. Before he moved his boot, something moving caught his crisp blue eye's, a hermit crab. But…mutated! It stood at a dumbfounded two feet, and hissed as it snapped it's green wart like giant right claw.
Tetsuya jumped over it and sprinted towards the grass. Tumbling down like a roll of logs, he sat down, exhausted from the millisecond energy burst. "What; was that thing!" His heart beat deafly and abruptly. If that were a crab…what other mutations would roam on this land? Probably unlimited amounts, all hissing, and fighting, and mutating, and maybe…hunting? The single though made a cold, sharp string snap in his back, to scary to begin.
He wiped his nose and got up again, he stood firmly on the grass, feeling strangely safe on it, Tetsuya began to think…thinking deeply about this situation, "Did anyone else survive…was this all a dream? It's too real to be a fantasy, or even a legend…Maybe it supposes to happen? Like…the Miasma…" He usually found himself talking to nothing; he did it a lot actually, almost like a habit.
Rustling in the forest behind him made him shriek! Growls and moans were escaping from the maze of leaves and umlauted plants. "Who's there?" he asked stupidly.
"Get…off…this island!"
"AHH!" Tetsuya roared, while running swiftly away, asking no questions, and not turning back. Slowing down to a walk he decided to explore…the forests were far too dangerous and mysterious to enter, so the beaches were his territory for now. To his surprise…he was humming. A nice, soft song that he could remember, anything, to calm his nerves. The winds were very relaxing to him, he felt like he could just spread wings…and fly away, fly back to his town of Tipa, and forget this entire series of events. "Ow." Something pinched his neck slightly, shuffling his coat, a bleach white angel feather sharply cut into the ground. "Where did this…come…from?"
When the explosions of treetops thinned, a decayed building started to form. Civilization at last! Ran though his mind over and over. He could finally go home! His walking turned into running again, while he ran over the thoughts in his head over and over. The closer he got…the smaller his confidence grew. It looked like this building hadn't been used in years…possibly ten…maybe even twenty. He sighed while collapsing on the ground, Tetsuya grunted. His excitement took over again, and got the best of him. I really need to stop doing that. He criticized to himself.
He ran his slender fingers through the silky sand, letting the billions of grains seep through his fingers; a nice cool feeling relaxed him again. He imagined many people must of come here…there were uncountable footprints discarded all over the beach. Wait a second…if they're foot prints are here…then people must be here! He squealed, no matter how depressing things can get, he could always find a way to make himself happy.
This time however, he walked. But walked fast, there were many hermit crabs picking though the sands, they would all hiss and growl while he passed by, the beach was now unsafe, much like this island. He walked on the line of dead grass, and thick sand so he'd be killing two birds with one stone. The building was about half a kilometre away; the details were now showing dearly.
Broken windows, vines crawling all over in a web of messes, the doors slanted and supported by one hinge, and one hinge only. And a wall, was completely torn down by a great force, such a force was out of the question.
Tetsuya ran his finger against the dissolved wall, the imprints were made recently, that made him shiver, and he walked around the perimeter, until something caught his view, just a simple window made him stop. The reflection that he expected was different and scary. It made his heat pump hot blood into his cold body, it was alike a nightmare in a dream, he changed…his appearance was effected by this new event. Somehow, his beautiful blue eyes were now a pinkish red; they glistened with a sting of hazardous hue. His hair was brighter, blonder and silkier then ever, his was puzzled greatly. So much, that he felt a bit light headed, a new him? How was that even possible? It made no sense; it made him want to close his new set of eyes and open, being himself. Yet, through all the fear and confusion…he kind of liked it? Before he could physically get to know himself, something grew over him, anger out of nothing. A strange lust…for pain.
That lust caused him to grasp his arms and shiver, "What…what…is this?" blood started to reach out of nose and onto the ground in sickening amounts. Coughing shortly came over, and finally, he fainted. Slowly falling backwards onto the creamy sand, pints of sand shifted to his mold as he collapsed.
All to fast Tetsuya, all to fast, you poor, poor, soul. He god like voice softly echoed into his ear, ringing no sense and no meaning into his shut brain.
END.