I decided to do a remake I didn't realize until now, just how old this story is. I hope to be as good as my cousin, I invented the characters and she wrote the stories. I hope you like the story and read and review it. Please.
Someone's POV
There's a soft smile, with lovely eyes and a voice that says, "Hey there."
It skips…...it always skips…..
The scene changes, the air was hot…..
I could barely breathe…..it felt like ash was pouring into my lungs…..
"Hold on…." My voice crackles…..
A figure was huddled into a ball, hugging itself.
"Just….just GET AWAY FROM ME!" It yelled.
"Please just let me-"
The figure was breathing heavily, like it was scared, " I can't control it...I can't stop it!"
"But...she meant nothing to me, please just stop this!"
There was a pause….the flames felt hotter than ever….
Then with a roar, " I CAN'T!"
I was caught in it…my skin melting off….
End of dream
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I shot up, my scream erupted through the cells. Everyone started yelling...
"You GACHBURG!"
"Again!"
My ears twitched, the guards are coming, I looked down…..covering up my legs….the large metallic door opened.
Guard one yelled at the others, "Alright, alright, settle down."
"Prisoner 6226, what's wrong?" Guard two asked
I tried to laugh with ease, "Oh nothing, just a bad dream...ha ha."
I watched closely as the guards left, the first one swiped the door, causing the door to close. I removed the blanket, with a sigh, looking down…..I jumped through the bed, and walking towards the mirror that hang in my cell. Turning on the sink with a button and washing my face with a heavy sigh.
I lit a zoranic cigarette by using the light from my cell, I don't care if they are watching, I really needed it.
"That same damn dream." I thought to myself, every night….that's all I seem to dream. I don't even know what it means….or why the hell do I keep having that same damn dream. I can practically feel the heat….it was always so strange…
I took a puff and exhaled through my mouth into the air.
It was so strange that the dream….but for some reason...I felt this….
I rubbed my stomach….
I felt this strong hunger…..
It must be because of Hamsterviel….after all..it started because of him...
With that...the door opened and the two guards from before came in.
"C'mon Prisoner 6226, it's time." The guards had their probes and I let them placed their power inhibitor cuffs around my wrists.
"C'mon guys, there's no need for this, I promise I'll believe, "I joked as I was pushed outside my cell and thorough the long halls. They put me in small room...
"Here again?" I looked back at them.
"Just shut up and sit down!" The first Guard pushed me, he slammed my head down on the table...
Normal POV
A suddenly grin appeared on the Prisoner's face, his eyes suddenly glowed this eerie bright yellow color as he looked up at the guard with a side glance
"My...Your Soul looks tasty enough to eat, " His voice...sounded like a whisper but it was loud enough for only the first guard to hear. The voice was so calm but oozed with a scary warning, "Let's not be rough now."
The first guard gulped as he seemed like he wasn't able to look away...he started gasping..until...
"HEY! KNOCK IT OFF!" The second guard smacked him square in his side brow. The trance was broken...Prisoner 6226 rubbed his head.
"Hey, whatcha do that for?" He asked, looking at them, his eyes were back to their black color.
The Grand Councilwoman sat at her desk, she pushed a button and as I hologram screened came up…..
"Contact Captain Quartz." She ordered.
"Calling...Calling….Captain Quartz is online." The Female computer voice said. The screen showed a rock monster alien on the screen.
"Grand Councilwoman, How-"
She held up her hand as a polite gesture to interrupting him, then she said, "Has he cracked yet?"
"Negative."
"Captain Quartz, the situation is getting dire. You must make him speak. I shouldn't explain to you how dire this situation is...A whole planet...No...the Universe is in peril."
"Then….do I have your permission?" His voice seemed to hinted towards something.
"I really do distaste violence….but...we have no choice...Push him….but don't kill him...we need to know where Hamsterwheel and those clones are." She hang up, gasping as if that decision nearly took her breath away. Her assistant gave her some bicarbonated sodium and she gladly took a slip.
"My Lady, with all do respect, it can't be that serious. I know this Hamsterviel is dangerous but his species aren't-"
"You don't know the gravity of this situation, about 625 LeRoys have disappeared and the only one who controls them has escaped as well….not only that You didn't see what I saw…Prisoner 6226 has to talk.
A figure was looking through an object...looking at the asteriod prison, it lifted its hand and...focusing on the power cell of the prison.