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01-17-2010, 07:09 AM
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thank you all!



this is one of the more bizarre and abstract things i wrote for this story... ^^;



but



see for yourselves and hopefully enjoy and constructive criticism is very welcome - always! 8D

(.... 6 ....)


…I started to dream – And the whole world seemed to become a dark abyss and all my life was nothing more than a fraction of a moth’s wing beat. All of the sudden I was not sure which of the things I remembered were real and which were not…

***

01 is half leaning against the wall and half lying on the ground supporting himself with his arm.

“Are you ok?” I gasp. –Why? Why?! This is not fair! No!

He’s frozen and his expression is blank. There is a lot of blood flowing out of a tiny wound below his shoulder forming a dark puddle of blood underneath silently.

I look back to the other Slig who had just shot him, but he already disappeared.

“Hey you! Are you alive?!” Why? Why a Slig and a Mudokon for their weird twisted experiments! Shit! Why did he do this? Why does this have to happen to me?!

But he still doesn’t move a muscle, by now the blood has reached my metal feet.

-Oh no please I don’t want to live the rest of my life as a Slig! I’m not you! Give me my body back! Give it back!! You have no right! No right to die! Not with this body!

“Shit.” –He’s so brainless! He wasn’t even thinking about the consequences for a second!

-“Is he dead?”

I almost jump up as I hear the faint voice.

“What the… where are you?!”

“I’m here.” She murmurs.

“You are a female…” I adapt my voice and whisper: “How old are you? You’re almost a child…”

She shrugs. Her skin is very pale and she looks so fragile that I wonder how she could ever survive in such a place. Her big pale eyes follow every of my movements.

But then she looks at 01.

“He will die.”

“No he won’t.” I look at him as well. He hadn’t moved for quite a while now.

“HE WON’T!” –But there is no sound coming out of my mouth anymore and I can’t breathe.

“Yes he dies right now… Sligs always die when they do that to them.” She whispers, her eyes widening .

I can’t breathe and I feel a sharp pain in my shoulder. As I look down there is blood everywhere. Did I return to my body?

I look up feeling the cold metal of the wall behind my back. Cold and heavy it’s leaning against my back with all its weight.

No! No no I …won’t I will not… I try to stand up but my body is not moving. I cannot move I lost … lost it.

I get dizzier … every moment. Everything… so vertiginous those walls so close and yet so far away. The room starts rotating around me -melting away.

01 is standing there, looking at me.

His empty artificial eyes do not move as he stares at me while slowly – very gently – a strange tiredness overcomes me.

I want to close my eyelids but instead I turn back to the little girl.

“I know who you are!” I say trying desperately to stay awake. “You are the...”

She looks at me calmly while my last strength leaves my body.

Suddenly I’m back in the corridor and 01 is half leaning against the wall and half lying on the ground supporting himself with his arm.

“Are you ok?” I gasp.

He’s frozen and his expression is blank. There is a lot of blood flowing out of a tiny wound below his shoulder forming a dark puddle of blood underneath silently.

“Hey you! Are you alive?!”

But he still doesn’t move a muscle, by now the blood has reached my metal feet.

For a second my vision gets black and I feel weightless.

But before I fall I hear a faint voice that holds me back.

“Shit. -Never thought… the Fkrzzer would shoot me. So fast.” -01 suddenly says calmly and starts chuckling.

I take a deep breath and open my eyes again.

“Are you mad?! Do you want us to get killed?” I shout into the silence a weird echo follows every of my words.

After a pause he answers me with a weak smile: “You mean ‘…want my body to get killed’.” He corrects me. “But it seems you don’t care for your body much anyways…”

He turns his head slightly and looks down at the blood overflown ground. “I’ll have to clean it up myself later, right?”

“Yes.” I mumble faintly and lift him up. “Have you… have you seen that girl too? ...”

He says nothing and as I look at him I see that it is not him who I carry but the strange girl. Her pallid eyes are wide open, staring into nothing and her whole body is trembling and twitching.

>>01-E01415M778 –Failed.<< -it echoes in my head over and over again becoming louder and louder…

*****

from now on it will be easier for me to rewirte the chapters (plot-wise [yay the actual plot can start now!!! ]) but i won#t have much time ; _ ;


anyways hope it was ok (now when i upload every part in a week it is not so obvious i think ...but as a whole the story lacks a lot of things) the other fanfiction is better.

it is not so dark and boring but with more suspense and more characters. and written in 3. person and past. (the book that inspired me for this was Kafka-Der Prozess (a very boring book we read at school, that i started to like at some point i look forward to the day when i start posting the 2. story here ^^)

ok i wanted to say a lot more but i know how annoying long 'analyzing' comments after a chapter can be so i leave it all to you! ^^ -that makes the thing more interresting after all! sooooo what do you think? 8D

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