TF Chapter 22 Taking In The scene
I woke up once again, this time feeling better. But I still couldn't get the dream out of my head. It appeared to be both a dream and a memory...
Opening my eyes and feeling the condition of my body, I breathed in a sigh of relief. The pain had gone down a lot, something that brought some joy. I didn't waste any time lying down as honestly, I had gotten tired of being on the floor, not to mention the sticky feeling being transmitted through the nanobots making up my nano suit.
There was also the smell of roasting meat, which would have been enticing if it wasn't for the mix of evaporating blood within. I sat up after some effort and pain, deciding to take in the surroundings for the first time since I had been on the verge of death.
The first thing I noticed upon that was the fact that I wasn't at the edge of the walls, I was in the middle of the room, with both Danny and Bora occupying a corner. Their even breathing indicated that they were still sleeping.
When I took in the other sights in the room though, I almost spewed out the contents of my stomach, which were none considering that the energy needed was being supplied directly into my blood stream.
Entrails were everywhere on the floor, coupled with neatly severed flesh. Had it been normal livestock beef, I would have been impressed. But this was human flesh! My face scrunched up in disgust, yet I couldn't look away, willing myself to take in the details.
The cuts were smooth even as they leaked little streams of blood which had their water content evaporated the moment they made contact with the floor of the room. Even bone had been severed so smoothly!
Judging by the dried large red patches, some hours had passed since the slaughter. The nano suits had already evaporated into thin air, a mechanism activated upon the wearer's death. And from the smooth cuts, I could infer that there had been no resistance whatsoever, meaning that even the suits had failed to do their job!
Had I really caused all this? The cuts were so smooth I started to wonder where the weapon was.
As I moved my head around to scan for said weapon, a silver gleam caught my eye. It radiated off a silver thin bladed sword stabbed casually into the stone floor. From what I had seen until now, it was impossible to damage the stone floor, yet here, the tip of the sword was embedded in said rock.
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It was beautiful, long and straight, with absolutely zero embellishments. The joint of the white hilt and the sword didn't even possess a guard.
It was standing at an angle and the moment I saw it, my heartbeat quickened. This...this I had seen in my dream! Could it be that it hadn't been a dream but a memory? The sword was a meter away from me, clean, despite all the blood stains on the ground.
Where had this magnificent weapon come from? It was this passing thought that prevented me from simply standing up and reaching for it.
I sighed forcefully, trying to calm myself down and recollect my thoughts. They were in a jumble, a mess that had to be sorted out because I might even fail to ask Danny and Bora the right questions when they woke up.
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A few hours later, they woke up. I had moved myself next to the wall, anticipating another attacker, but none came. The massacre had probably chased them away...that's the only conclusion I could come up with. The assassins must have quaked in their boots...a great thing, but I didn't feel that great. There were many worries and fears, starting with the fact that I had just murdered Everett, the beloved grandson of a powerful forger! The repercussions of that were most definitely not going to be simple.
"Finally regained some energy, did we now?" Danny's joking tone did nothing to lower my worries. Good thing the two organs within me, the oxygen and energy storing ones hadn't become damaged, but my nano suit alerted me to an energy overdraft. That meant that what was supposed to last for five years had drastically been reduced to only be capable of supporting me for a single year!
"My energy and oxygen can only support me for this year and some weeks." I spoke, deciding to come clean at once.
"Don't worry, it was the fault of these bastards. I am sure the higher powers will refill the lost energy without charging ANYTHING!" At the last word, he kicked a piece of flesh, which coincidentally landed at my feet. That lone eye and the small patch of hair on its split scalp alerted me to the fact that this was Everett.
At first, I was bewildered and shocked, almost jumping into a tirade, only to calm down and stare at that lone eye calmly. This would have been me if I hadn't been lucky. I told myself that while reaffirming my decision that I must become strong! This was how the weak ended up! Resting on my laurels for this long yet wanting to pursue the path of the forger had been my mistake. I had to start training.
I held back the bile, deciding that this was going to be the first hurdle to cross on this journey...getting used to the sight of blood and flesh.
"Danny, that was very rude." Bora stood up from her spot and stretched, her curves attracting both our attentions, but Danny recovered first, with I, a close second.
"I want someone to narrate what I did-no...what my body did while my consciousness wasn't occupying it." I alternated between the two. It would probably be better for Bora to give me the run down as she was the calmer of the two. As I opened my mouth to add that though, Danny started the story with a sparkle in his eyes. This was one of the few times I had seen him this animated.