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pain.
that was all chosen could think about.
white-hot pain searing through his body.
of course, the bite wasn't bleeding, but chosen knew.
chosen knew what had bit him.
"oh...not this again..." he mumbled.
well.
time to get the stray virabot off his leg.
-
dark stared.
and stared.
and stared.
he probably should stop. his vision was getting blurry.
his brushed his dry fingers over his arm.
his metal arm.
he was lucky that he didn't have to go outside and order one, instead he happily invented one and coded all the commands his robotic arm needed right in his little shed/house.
right now, he was laying on a cheap metal cot, staring up at the ceiling of the shed. he couldn't really think of anything at the moment.
except chosen.
yes, it was weird, thinking of his former best friend. he probably should've forgotten about him by now.
...
...
hm.
...it was quiet, wasn't it?
...
BEEP
BEEP
BEEP
"what...?" dark muttered as he noticed the beeping sounds came from his computer.
a feminine voice rung in his ears as the message made his heart drop.
'VIRABOT DETECTED. LOCATION: ALANSPC
well shit.
-
"shit shit shit shit..." chosen muttered as he tried to burn the stray minion off, but to no avail. that thing stuck to his leg like glue.
the more time his leg was being bitten down, the more pain and agony he felt, his code fading away.
right.
he was dying, wasn't he?
...
all he wanted to do was the hang out with his younger brother. and the other kids. all he wanted was some peace.
was it really that hard?
oh well.
it's okay. he's okay.
it's fine.
it's not like he had anything to lose anyway. his life was...well, dull.
nothing excited happened.
it's fine. he was happy like this.
yeah.
he's fi-
"MARCUS, WE DO NOT BITE PEOPLE LEGS!"
what the fuck.
-
oh god.
it was chosen.
right in the flesh.
what should he do? dark didn't know. dark didn't really know anything.
chosen thinks he's dead.
dark didn't seem so dead now.
shut up! you can think about that later, first get the damn spider of his legs!!
oh right. oops.
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"marcus. no. come back to me." dark said. no-commanded.
in an instant the virabot scurried towards its master, hiding behind on of dark's legs.
dark nodded and made the mistake of looking up.
chosen was staring.
staring like dark was the only thing that mattered right now.
...
"uh...hi..?"
"you're alive."
that was unexpected.
-
chosen stared at his....he didn't even know. all he could think about was dark.
the old memories that he so deeply wanted to forget came back.
dark.
dark was alive.
he's alive.
he's alive.
he's alive.
he's alive.
chosen ran.
ran and ran and ran.
and in his arms he held his best friend.
chosen couldn't think of anything.
tears blurred his vision.
he started to scream, yeling threats and hateful comments that must've hurt.
dark didn't say anything.
"uh.."
..
"you're alive."
"...i'm alive."