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She Moves the World

It's Only an Implant - CC's story

-CC-

I agreed to take the Zone 3 prototype; If I was going to be Vi’s boyfriend and guardian, outside of Ash and Jinxx, I needed a decoy. Plus, the grenade precision sounded like fun. The implant was of two parts; part one would be installing into my pupils so I could calculate the best times and areas to through explosives, along with the effects which grenades would have on their surroundings. The other was to be installed into the base of my brain, the medulla something something.

After a few hours of surgery and a day or so of recovery, I was ready to go. I practiced in the make shift shooting range a few wings down from the factory. This place was huge, and learning the corridors seemed like a good idea any way.
While I practiced, and I could picture was Vi’s smile; I missed her some kind of bad. Just then, my phone vibrated.

It was her.

MyGirl: I found a loose board in the wall of my chambers; there is a room next to it.

I know she is itching to get out; however, I didn’t want her to be reckless with her life. I mean, she has someone who is falling in love with her out here and stuff, so I would hope she valued her life at least a little bit.

Me: Are you planning an escape?
MyGirl: Yes… well, maybe.

How could she plan this all by herself?

Me: please be careful, princess…
MyGirl: I have someone I need to come back to alive… so that isn’t even a choice at this point.

I needed to tell her how I felt; I couldn’t wait anymore.

Me: And that someone misses you more than you know. I love you.

Thinking she wouldn’t answer back, I put my phone away. As I was about to bomb another dummy, my phone lit up again.

MyGirl: :) :) :)I love you, too.

The grenade I threw caused this dummy to crumble into bits of its former self. I was ready to get my girl, and fight for her.

Coming out of the practice room, I heard Ashley’s voice but couldn’t see him. A giggle came from behind me.

“Let me guess which one you got,” I jested, turning around to see him in transparency.
“Dude, this is fucking cool as shit,” he said, “Besides, I’m going on a covert mission any way.”
“What?”
“Andy and I talked it over; we want you here so you can be in one piece for when Vi comes back. We are going to get her out of there. I feel like it is my fault she is in that damp place.”

I smiled, but only slightly. I wanted to save me girl, but if memory serves correct, she is a biotic, and a damned good one. This won’t be the only time we will be breaking her out of BHR posts.

“Just make sure she is back in one piece,” I said, tossing a grenade in my hand, “Or else, I know exactly how this grenade will have an effect on you.”

Laughing, he patted my shoulder, and pranced off to the mess hall.
I looked around for Andy; where was he?

“So, I can see you from all the way up here like you were right next to me,” a deep voice called from the rafters. “I got scopes for eyes; fucking awesome right?”

Jake and Jinxx, who got tired of waiting in the bus, had instructed our driver to go over to the farm house. It was now in the underground garage getting a paint job, and security upgrades. We found a damned bug once, so we couldn’t we too careful.
Zone 4 was right behind me, and I heard Jinxx’s voice talking about the eye implant dealing with finger prints. He had it installed the moment he had heard about it; if we were going to be ducking in and out of rabbit holes, we needed to know what and who was there, and if anything was left behind.

Jake was already equipped with the Samari implant; I guess the cake knife didn’t cut it because he had a life sized katana. I giggled at my play on words in my head.

Suddenly, it all rushed on me: The Black Veil Brides were actually becoming The Wild Ones, who were the resistance group our next album would be centered on. I laughed to myself, and ran to the garage.

“Hey,” I yelled at the guys in charge of the paint job.
“Yes, sir?” the lead man in charge answered.
“Paint ‘The Wild Ones’ on the side,” I said, pausing. “Because BHR is about to be in for one hell of a ride.”

Notes

Sorry so short, but I needed to slide this in there and get back to Ashley and Andy. It is a joint effort in the next chapter.

Comments

This is Devon, the original writer... Google wont let me access my account anymore, so my new one is JustLikeYou1989

JustLikeYou1989 JustLikeYou1989
4/29/15

This. Is. Fucking AWESOME MORE DUDE/DUDETTE TIS IS FUCKING AWEFUCKINGMAZINGTASTICNESS IN IT'S PRIME (AWESOME & FUCKING & AMAZING & FANTASTICNESS)

I love it!!!! Update

I like it! Update soon please<3

SkyBiersack21 SkyBiersack21
9/30/14