Vehicon Chapter 1. XL888
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Transformers Franchises and they are owned by Hasbro.
Deep within the earth, underneath a mighty mountain, is a large cave system. This Cave System is full of large blue crystals that are mined by large purple robots using large drills and energy torches. These robots are not native to earth nor are the crystals. These crystals are the lifeblood of these robots as without them they would starve to death. The crystal is known as Energon and the Robots are the Decepticons! The Decepticons are Cybertronian cutthroat marauders from Cybertron who follow the fearsome Megatron who seeks to rule all Cybertronians!.
But the Decepticons in the Mine are not fearsome warriors, No, they are Vehicon Miners. Vehicons are what make up most of the Decepticon Army.
Cloned from an ancient Decepticon who was once one of Megatron's most trusted soldiers, these clones are divided into two groups. The Warriors who are much larger, stronger, faster, can transform, and are trained in combat. They are the ones who fight and serve in any way they could but due to their cloned nature, they are treated as less important than naturally born Decepticons.
If they display great accomplishments there is a chance that they will be noticed and given a name and body upgrade to stop being a Vehicon though this rarely happens.
The Miners in contrast are the servant class focused on menial tasks and well, mining. They are smaller, weaker, slower, untrained, and are considered beneath the already second-class citizens that are Warrior Class Vehicons.
Unlike their warrior counterparts they cannot use alt forms due to the lack of a T Cog. and they don't even get to serve aboard the Nemesis. Once they are assigned to an area they are to work, live, and die in that area unless told otherwise. A Servant class will never be given a name nor have the chance to be promoted to Warrior Class because they are 'inferior'. It is here that you can find a certain Vehicon Miner.
They look just like the others with their purple armor, double visor, and laser drill but she is no mere miner.
Oh no, she is ME! The amazing, wonderful, fantastic, Sexy, XL888! But you can call me OverClock! Nice to meet you! Huh? You're wondering why I am talking to you? Didn't you tell me to do this? Oh, you're not him, you're the audience! HI! I didn't expect to see you yet!
Not that I can actually 'see' you but more like I am talking to myself with the knowledge that you guys are listening. Ya see I died. Yeah, it was sad. Truly horrible. But I have to tell you due to the contract with my Benefactor. So, strap in, get some popcorn and behold, the story of Jessica June and her demise!
Let's start with who I was. I was a caucasian girl with blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, and a thin frame. I had turned 24 earlier that year and I lived alone. I won't lie, My life sucked. I lived in a crappy apartment, in a crappy neighborhood, ate cheap crappy food, and drove a crappy car older than me.
But My job was one of the two lights in my life and both were closely connected. I worked at a computer repair and build shop. I was one of the best technicians there and made great money. The clients were big and their payments even bigger. But then you might be wondering.
'Overclock, If it paid so much, why did you live such a crappy lifestyle?'
Simple my dear audience. It's because of my one true love! All my funds were turned toward my dear gaming PC! I love computers, the internet, gaming, everything! I first fell in love at 16 when my friend upgraded their own setup and gave me the old one. It was love at first click and I never looked back!
I can program! I can hack! I can mod! I spent all my free time and money on my dear PC. Then, about 6 months before my death I managed to buy an 8 Pack Orion X! It costs a whopping 43,000 dollars to buy!
It was the top of the line and blew all other computers out of the water! Dual systems so that you could game and work without having either cross or eat into the other! 23 Terabyte Storage! Two i7-6950X Processors! Water-cooled!, 4 Nvidia Titan XPascal Video cards, 80 Gigabyte Memory! And the whole thing is overclocked to the limit!
It was true love! My Orion was everything I could ever ask for! I then had 6 blissful months with Orion downloading all my Steam games, Emulators, programs, basically every digital media I owned which was a lot and with its great memory it could do it easy! not even making a dent in its memory! But alas, all good things must come to an end. I had come home to a broken door and I found a pair of masked men stealing my baby! They had guns but I didn't care as it was my precious Orion!
I was thin, malnourished but I had the power of a mother protecting their child! I stabbed one in the eye with my keys and took their gun to shoot the other! I thought I had kept Orion safe and I was checking if he was damaged when BANG! The one I took down with my keys was still alive and he shot me dead! What was worse was that his bullets destroyed Orion! I died weeping for my baby.
That's when I found myself in a black void. I heard a deep male voice speak to me.
"Jessica Junes. You are dead. That might be a shock but."
and I interrupted him to ask about my Orion! Where is it! Is it okay? The man went quiet for a moment before answering.
"The Computer was destroyed But that doesn't matter as you."
I interrupted him again with my crying and wailing. It was my baby! My pride and joy! I cried loudly for a while before the voice interrupted me.
"But you can come back to life! I have taken pity on you and will reincarnate you into another world!"
"Pass,"
I sharply rejected his offer. This stunned him for several seconds as I kept wailing over my Orion.
"What do you mean you pass!? You can be a hero! Be a villain! Learn magic! You can live a life beyond anything you could have lived before!"
"Sniff, But without my Orion then what is the point? I'm nothing without my dear Orion! So let me die and be with it in the afterlife!"
The voice seemed at a loss at this and I just kept crying as I waited to be reunited with my baby!
"What if you could be with your computer again?"
This made me stop crying altogether and I eagerly agreed
"Deal! As long as I am with my baby again!"
"But, you haven't even heard where you're going, your gifts, the cost, anything!"
"Doesn't matter! I'm okay as I am never separated from my Orion! Again!"
The Voice seemed tired but also amused.
"Ah, I have heard of your type. They don't' align with normal human logic and reason and tend to be interesting to watch. Very well, I'll keep everything a surprise for you! The Viewers will love it."
A Contract appeared in front of me and a pen and I signed immediately.
"There! Now give me my baby!"
The voice was highly exasperated now and the contract vanished.
"Fine, Fine! If you're so impatient. Just remember, that your whole life will be shown throughout creation for the amusement of my peers! It will start at any time and won't end till you're dead! Understood?"
"Yeah, Yeah, I do, now gimme!"
"Sigh, alright. I think I have a good idea of what to do. Now, the next time you awake you will never be apart from your Orion again."
I closed my eyes and then I passed out. When I woke up I was here! I wasn't human anymore and I was now a giant robot named XL888! I was worried at first but then I realized that my wish came true! My Dear Orion had been merged with my mind and improved far beyond its old capabilities! So crisp, so sharp, and the best part? I'll be on it for the rest of my very long life!
Such an occasion was enough for me to name myself! Therefore I became Overclock! Not that anyone knows that though. But oh well.
From the files added to my system, I learned all about what I am, where I am, and what my job was. I was a Miner. I mined. That was it. 24/7 I was to mine and gather Energon. Yeah, I watched Transformers, Yeah, I know I'm a Decepticon, the 'bad guys' But who cares? Because thanks to my Orion I can play 24/7! Let me break it down for you.
My Orion had two systems. One was for work the other was for play. This has translated to me having two 'minds' for the lack of better words. For one mind it's my body and it works like what I assume all Cybertronians can do. The second mind is in its own digital space and I can access all my systems as if it was like, well, a computer! From schematics to opening multiple windows and tabs I can do it all.
The best part? Both systems work in tandem and don't put pressure on the other. That means I can pilot my body and work while also playing to my heart's content without any drop of concentration! Plus, I got free internet! So for the last 2 months, I have done nothing but game and grind Energon.
My day is very simple. I Power On, clean myself, absorb some Energon, then I mine. I keep mining until my shift is over then eat some more Energon and power off for 4 hours till it starts all over again.
Without my Orion's multi-system it would have been awful but with it, I get to game all the time! And honestly? Grinding in a game and real life are pretty similar so I am used to it. I didn't just game though, I also watched videos, listened to the radio, went on social media, basically everything I usually did but without having to stop! The only downside was that I had to keep talking to people! My fellow Miners were chatterboxes and terrible gossipers. They gossiped and chatted all the time while not stopping their work.
It was on our private channel and only stopped when a boss showed up. The Warrior Vehicons who guarded us were just as bad! I thought that as a drone I could be my introverted self and enjoy my new life but no, I just HAD to talk to people! The thing I sucked at most of all.
What? Are you surprised by my introverted nature? Don't be! It doesn't matter what I say or do since you'll know about it anyway and I wouldn't know! But that was the price to get my baby back so it's all good! But back to the gossip.
I am a small topic in said gossip. My fellow Vehicons are aware that I never contribute to the conversation and only speak enough to report my progress. They call me Silent 8. If only they were online! Or in another station! Then I would be my usual, chipper, amazing self! But alas, transfers are rare and everyone knows each other here. But on the other hand, I love hearing all the gossip! It's like a Sci-Fi Podcast and it's awesome!
Yep, My life is pretty good here even if I am a Decepticon. The only thing that keeps nagging me is this. If I am a Decepticon on Earth, then shouldn't I eventually have to fight the Autobots? But I haven't so far. Yes, I am aware that my team is the 'bad guys' but I could care less as long as I can keep doing my own thing.
Wait, I just realized something. If you guys are watching now, then doesn't that mean that something worth watching is going to happen soon? As if summoned by my comment a bulletin was sent through the com lines.
"Fellow Decepticons! This is a great day for our cause as the AutoBot CliffJumper has been slain by Commander Starscream!"
Oh, that's probably why. This probably means that slag is about to go down. I need to talk to someone about this! Never fear! One of my closest friends is online right now! As I finished emptying another minecart I private messaged my friend.
OverClock: Hey, Radical Quiver, You on?
Radical Quiver: Yeah, I am, What's up OverClock?
OverClock: Do you ever get a feeling that things are about to change? But not for the better?
Radical Quiver: No, I don't really do. But, change can be good. How about you tell me about it?
OverClock: Okay, so here's the Tea. My company has a rival company that we have major bad blood with, like, messy divorce levels bad. And we have mainly kept separate from each other. But just now? The Vice President managed to severely sabotage the other company which resulted in one of the rival companies best employees being sent to jail for life! And I fear that this is just the start, I had honestly hoped that our companies would stay separate but the leadership? The Managers? They are OBSESSED with ruining the other company! If we just left them alone we could just work in peace but no! They have to focus on their bad blood!
Radical Quiver: That's horrible! Why don't you quit?
OverClock: If only it was that easy Radical.😔
Radical Quiver: Why not? Aren't you just a miner?
OverClock: Yeah, and that means that I have zero say in what the company does. Also, I can't leave due to my contract. If I go against it then I'll be the one in prison next!
Radical Quiver: But isn't it better to do the right thing regardless if you get in trouble?
OverClock: Not if it ruins your entire life! I'm planning on keeping my head low and riding this out. How are you doing?
Radical Quiver: You're changing the subject but I'm doing fine. Mom got me a new race car and I plan on playing with it. My schoolwork is all done too so I have lots of free time!
OverClock: Lucky! Take it from an adult. You should cherish being able to goof off so much! 😀
Radical Quiver: Yeah, but I'm already in high school and I don't have any friends.
OverClock: What are you talking about? What am I? Chopped liver?😡
Radical Quiver: That's not what I meant! I meant friends I can talk to in real life.
OverClock: Ugh, talking in person? My Introvert soul shivers at such a horrible thing!😖 Take it from me Radical! Online friends are the best friends! You can talk however you want, act however you want and you will never have to meet others' expectations!😎
Radical Quiver: Does that mean you don't have any IRL friends either?
OverClock: Yeah, I don't. I can't help it! Whenever I have to talk to somebody in person I freeze up! I get nervous and I want them to leave! Oh, Why can't all my interactions be through the internet?ðŸ˜
Radical Quiver: I feel your pain but you gotta try. What if you need help? You need some real friends too.
OverClock: How about this? The day you get a real friend then I'll try to get one too. Deal?
Radical Quiver: Deal!
OverClock: Now that that's out of the way, How is your hacking worm going?
Radical Quiver: It's going great! I have managed to increase the speed and complexity of my Worm by-
As I talked to Radical I had finished emptying my minecart and as instructed by my shift duties today I went to one of the Energon Drillers, taking over for XL 122 who was finished with his shift and going to power down.
"Hey, XL 888. This is your third time using the Drill after your accident right?"
Crap he's talking to me! I nodded my head as I didn't want to speak and he sighed.
"I know we are supposed to remain silent when in front of the true Decepticons but you don't have to when it's just us Vehicons. You used to talk so much before the accident."
Yes, the Accident. Apparently, the old XL 888 was one of the best Energon Drillers but he was caught in a cave in and when they dug me out I had taken their place. I helplessly shrugged at this and XL 122 sighed again.
"At least you're still functioning. Us Miners don't get any more care than we can do ourselves. It's a miracle that you weren't damaged much in the tunnel collapse."
I nodded again. XL122 was the old XL888s friend and he was the one who kept trying to talk to me even after everyone else had given up. I don't really understand why. He talks to me every chance he gets! Please! Just let me work in peace! He must have sensed my reluctance and he left while saying.
"I'm going to power off for a few megacycles. Good luck." I said nothing as XL122 left and I turned to the Energon Driller. Due to our lack of T Cogs we Miners needed to use external machines to do some of the more heavier mining. This massive drill was one of said machines. I got onto the drill and after I went over the control files again I began my drilling shift.
Me and Radical began talking shop and I enjoyed the conversation while I worked. Me and Radical had met about a week after I came online and I was perusing the programming forums.
The world was currently in 2011 which was a decade behind my old world. This meant that my Cybertroinan mixed with my Orion's tech was far more advanced than the current world and I quickly became a top member. I found that I enjoyed programming much more than before and my ideas were growing more and more complex increasing my ability to mess with code.
I had never been trained in Cybertronian coding yet I was learning it without any teacher! My speed left everyone else in the dust. Everyone except for Radical Quiver. He had been a member of the Forums for years and was considered one of the best programmers they had.
Where other Programmers on the Forum gave me praise or scorn he actually asked to know more. This surprised me as no one else really tried to understand my code due to its complexity to save face but he didn't So, I started to explain it, making sure to limit myself to 2021 programming knowledge.
And in just a week he managed to match me! This astounded me and since I didn't have any real online friends I decided to try and be friends with him. Best choice I made. He could actually push me with my codes and he had so many ideas! We shared our private emails or in my case a dump email. And we have been great friends ever since.
I learned that he was only 12 years old and in high school! He's a freaking genius! I told him such and he got upset judging from the long pauses between messages and the short length of said responses. I could tell he didn't like me thinking that so asked him.
"Radical? Do you not like being a Genius?"
He then replied that he was bullied at school for being so young and others got intimidated by his technical knowledge. I could relate. I told him about how I was and still am a hardcore Introvert and I was bullied for it in the past as well. This managed to coax him back and we began to exchange our stories and our friendship grew. Radical wanted to tell me his real name but I shot him down.
"Don't you know the first rule about the internet Radical? You don't give your personal information online! No matter what! Besides, I prefer to not have my online friends' real names as it helps me not get anxious."
Thus Radical didn't push it again and we chatted via the messenger and hung out a lot. Since he was so smart I started showing him Cybetronian code as I was still learning it and I hoped the both of us could learn together. I made the excuse that I found a cool computer in a yard sale and it was full of strange code.
His speed in learning slowed down but he was just a few steps behind me as we both learned. We moved our chat to a special super-secure messaging service so as to not expose the code to the wider web and he went along with it. I tended to spend most of my online time chatting with him as I liked him.
He was innocent, kind, smart, and such fun to tease! The Worm he was working on was a project I suggested. The idea was the Worm could be used as a way to bypass most systems and implant backdoors into said systems. Of course Radical didn't have any plans to use the Worm and neither did I. But it was an exercise to increase his understanding of Cybertronian code and it was kind of a group project by the two of us.
We chatted for about an hour before he went offline to play with his car and I just kept working. I enjoyed using the Driller as it reminded me of the game MotherLoad. I also felt a strange kind of...connection to the Drillers. It's like, whenever I got in one I knew exactly how to use it, how much it could take, and any issues that might be coming up with it. Must be the memories of XL888 or something because there was a lot in there about how to use these things. Then, about an hour later I got a Private message from Radical.
Radical Quiver: OverClock! You won't believe this!
OverClock: What?
Radical Quiver: I just saw a bunch of cars turn into robots and fight each other!
I heard a record scratch as I processed what Radical just said. He saw Cybertronians fighting!? Where?! Who?! Is he okay? Scrap! If he tells anyone then he'll get in trouble! Better discourage him by not believing him.
OverClock: Your Right, I don't believe you. How could cars turn into Robots? 😕
Radical Quiver: I Don't know! First, a guy showed up on a blue Motorcycle then two purple muscle cars turned into robots and the bike did too! Then a yellow car showed up and transformed as well! It talked in that cipher you showed me! Me and the guy ran in a sewage pipe to escape!
It talked in Cybertronian Computation? A blue Bike? And purple muscle cars? That must've been a pair of Vehicon Warriors. I checked the chatter and there was a report that two Warriors had tried to kill Arcee but Bumblebee and Bulkhead showed up and they retreated but had seen two human youth run away. Scrap! If I know my boss then he's in danger!
OverClock: Radical, Listen to me. Whatever you saw today, forget about it. Don't tell your parents, don't tell your family, don't tell ANYONE and keep quiet! NOTHING good comes from them! If you're lucky and avoid contact with them then you should be fine!
Radical Quiver: You know about those things!? Why didn't you tell me?
OverClock: Because people who talk about them end up dead! I only know because I found some files on that strange computer. The guy who owned the computer saw them and kept getting his nose into things he shouldn't! He died, and I got his computer. So please, just pretend nothing happened like I do.😟
Radical Quiver: Okay, I won't tell anyone about it.
I felt relief in my spark chamber at this. Radical was a good kid. There's no way he would keep going after I told him not to. He should be safe. However, just in case I'll keep my scanner open for any more chatter about human children.
He and I chatted a bit more before he logged off and I kept working until my shift was over. I returned the Energon Driller and XL 642 took it and I went for my 4-hour recharge and power off. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better.
Four and a Half Hours Later I was back online, finished my rations, and I was once again working. Several hours later I got interrupted by the Foreman X845 who approached me.
"XL 888. From your quota results, your skills have returned and show a complete recovery and so you have been reassigned to permanent Energon Drilling duty. You were our best and now, with the defeat of Cliff Jumper, we need to increase our Energon Production. You have been assigned to Energon Driller 14"
I nodded my head and due to XL845 not liking nonverbal answers I was forced to speak.
"Yes Sir."
My Masculine voice cut through the air and he nodded satisfied. He then left to do other things and I headed for the driller. It was the same one I had used last time and XL 122 was getting off it.
"Hey XL888! I heard you're finally taking back your Driller! About time. It's all ready to go! I gotta go. I have to get to my own Driller."
XL122 then boarded the Driller next to mine and left for his work. As I got on my own I can't help but grumble to myself. I hate my voice! As if being an introvert isn't bad enough but I both look and sound like a dude!
I am a sexy Woman! I am seductive! I am mysterious! I am a Heartbreaker!... Oh, who am I kidding! I never went on a single date in my life! The most I ever did was play dating simulators! And even if I wanted to change my voice, all Vehicons are male, no exceptions.
That's due to the original Vehicon, named Burnout being male and all of us being born from the fragments of his Spark. Those with bigger fragments were warriors while the dregs were the miners. Instilled within all of us is loyalty to Megatron due to the fatalistic loyalty of Burnout.
Lucky me I don't share that loyalty! Sorry, but XL888's system was replaced with OverClocks! I got onto my Drill and checked my tasks. I was to start creating a new mineshaft today, at the site of the Cave in. Sigh, My bosses are idiots. They want me to keep doing the thing that got XL888 offline!? Yeah, XL888 Died. his last memory files were of him being crushed to death. Then I woke up in a perfectly restored body and had to wait for 3 hours to be rescued.
That gave me the time needed to get my act together and not be exposed as a fake. But, Orders are orders and I gotta obey. I wonder how Radical's doing. He's probably in school right now. Might as well play some Minecraft while I am digging my holes! I began my work and I quickly made quick work of the collapsed tunnel and after a few tense moments pushing back to the spot XL888 stopped, I was through. Whew! I thought for sure I was going to be crushed again! I then reported to XL845 that I have passed the collapse point and am now starting the search for more Energon veins. I was given the go-ahead and I kept tunneling. Around an hour later All Miners got an Alert from an excited XL845
"Attention all Miners! Lord Megatron and Commander Starscream are on route to visit the Mine! Be on your best behavior for our glorious leader!"
Scrap! Megatron? I thought he was out in space!? If he's back then scrap is going to go down! Hold on, I'm supposed to be searching for more Energon Veins. That means I can avoid meeting Megatron! Yes! Overclock you are a Genius! Therefore? I used my NEET skills and I ignored the looming threat while I kept doing my job!
Good thing I did cuz judging from the chatter things were going wild! Megatron brought back CliffJumper with Something called Dark Energon. It killed XL 333 and XL 334! And Megatron didn't care one bit. Just goes to show that I should have no loyalty to him. If he doesn't care if you die why should you care if he does?
I ended up finding a small Vein of Energon and I turned my Drill around to return to base. I was in the furthermost point of the Mine and as I was coming back I saw something. Is, Is that a Space bridge? No, it's too small, what could possibly?
0_0 SLAG! IT'S THE AUTOBOTS!
I stopped my Driller and stared dumbly at the backs of The Autobots. They showed up via a Ground bridge! There's BulkHead, the largest of them, and a Wrecker! Those guys were basically the Green Berets of the Autobots!
Then there's BumbleBee, A Scout, and the AutoBot that Radical must have seen!
The Fembot was Arcee and seeing her made me feel envious! Why does SHE get to look like a girl when I Can't!? That sucks!
Last but certainly not least, there's Optimus Prime. I thought I would feel fear when I saw him since, well, you know, He's OPTIMUS SLAGGING PRIME! The Protag of Transformers and the only one who Megatron saw as his equal! But no, when I saw him I felt put at ease? Why? He's my enemy! And look! They started attacking the Mines! They're just tearing through my coworkers! Oh Spark! Optimus just tore XL 122 in half!
I felt great pain as the one Bot I actually knew personally was killed in front of me and so brutally too. This caused that feeling of safety to vanish as quickly as it came. Yeah, no, screw this whole mess. I can't fight them! They'll kill me in seconds! I'm going to take my chances with my Driller!
I heard over the comms XL845 ordering all units to fight against the invaders and I just refused to do that. I turned my Driller back on and I drove to one of the large chunks of Energon and using my blaster arm I cut a massive piece around my size and put it on the Driller to both fuel me and the Driller as I then returned to my tunnel and started drilling for the surface. I gotta get out!
Though I don't have a T Cog I do have the Driller and it might be the stress of being in danger but I could swear that I could control it as if it was a part of me. I had managed to drill about halfway to the surface before I heard the loudest explosion I had ever heard in my life! I snapped my gaze back and I stared in horror as the entire mine was shaking and I didn't know what was going on! Then, I saw the blue fire rushing right at me!
"SLAG! I DON'T WANNA DIE!"
I pushed my Driller to max drilling speed while dumping the Energon to try and escape but then the flames reached the chunk and then, everything was painful!
"AUGH!"
I screamed in pain as the Driller and I was blasted with blue fire then crushed by both the Driller and rubble. Before I passed out from the AGONY of having my body crushed and burned I couldn't help but say. "I shoulda kept my mouth shut."
Third Person View.
The Main Mine of the Decepticons was utterly destroyed by Starscream, leaving no survivors. The Autobots left in the knick of time so they were unharmed by the explosion. Both sides wrote the place as a loss and as more pressing matters happened it was quickly forgotten. But deep within that mine, in a collapsed tunnel filled with darkness, a blue light shined.
It was obscured by the mostly intact Energon Driller and rubble covering it but its light still shone. It shined as it took in what had happened to the one that was its vessel. Upon seeing its vessel's sorry state its light shone brighter with purpose.
Its vessel had been severely damaged, utterly ruined beyond repair. Its legs shattered, The head crumpled inwards, its chassis cracked, and the Right Blaster gone. Yet, this did not matter. The light grew almost blinding as the source was revealed.
Sitting within the ruined Spark Chamber was a blue hexagonal sphere contained within an orange brace with silver handles and it radiated power. So what if its vessel's body was destroyed? So what if the Vessel's very Spark was extinguished? In the Face of the Allspark, the source of all life on Cybertron. Once shattered on a parallel earth but now once again whole. Even death was nothing more than an inconvenience.
For as long as it exists so shall its vessel. And now, it was time to create them anew. It had limited materials but the Energon Driver would suffice for now and it has worked with far less.
The Allspark erupted in blue light that turned the corpse and vehicle blue and soon, the two began to merge under its glow. Form shifting, changing. This took around 5 minutes but when it was done the Allspark was once again hidden from view and with its task complete, its light faded leaving behind a form buried in rubble.
Author's Note. Hello everyone and welcome to the first chapter of Vehicon! I've been rotating my story updates as it makes me happier and this one has been one I have been wanting to publish but kept getting distracted by other things. This is my first real attempt at writing a female protagonist so please, go a bit gentle on me.
As for the emojis? Sorry but that's just how she texts.
As always Feedback is welcome and I hope you enjoyed the chapter!
