Hello comrades, it is I, Kv-135. And I have come with a new fanfiction.
Morok's POV
I woke up, groggy. I remembered that I had been spying on Road Rovers when something hard and heavy had smashed into the back of my turret. I tried to move but I stayed in one place, someone had tied me to the floor with strong chains. I scanned the room in which I was imprisoned. It was a blinding white with high-power strobe lights attached at every corner. It had only one door that was in front and a small ventilation shaft behind him. I had no shells in any of my guns but there was good news. My lasers still worked and I was still alive, at least for now. I started banging on the floor so as to get my captor's attention.
Colleen's POV
I was arguing with the other Road Rovers what we would do with our 'guest' when the ceiling felt like it would collapse. Our 'guest' was awake. We rushed to the cell. Opening the door, we saw him glaring at us with his black eyes with red pupils. He was mad, to say the least.
Morok's POV
I had been banging away at the floor for a few minutes now. They must have heard me since the speed they were rushing up the stairs was substantial. I was furious with those motherfuckers. As those bastards opened the door I glared at them. I started barking questions at them, "Where am I?", "Why have you locked me up?", "Don't say silent, answer me!". The huge white dog whined with fear and the three males stayed back. Only the female, a collie, slowly advanced. I kept glaring at her, wary of her every move. I made it clear that I did not trust them. "Calm down there, big fella," she said soothingly. If those words were meant to calm me, they did the opposite, they enraged me. "Calm, calm, you attack me, strap me to the floor with chains and you expect me to be calm!" I roared at her. Then suddenly I felt a prick at the back of my head. My eyes started to droop and before I knew it, I was fast asleep.
P.S. This is my first fanfiction, so feel free to criticize.
