Perfect Weapon

“Away from here.” Andy answered Jake’s question.
“To where are we going, Andy? Your answer is too blunt.”Ashley said.
Andy looked at Ashley with a dark glint in his eyes. Within a second, the dark glint disappeared. “Ah shit….” Andy said after a long moment of silence. “I told Juliet I was going to the hospital.”
“You mean the hospital that we passed on the way to find you?” CC asked.
“Yeah….shit.” Andy said as he started to walk towards the hospital.
Once Andy was a couple feet ahead of them, Jinxx and the others looked at each other.
“Is it just me or is Andy seriously losing it this time?” Jake asked.
“I think he’s seriously losing it this time Jake.” Ashley answered.
Jinxx and CC nodded in agreement, as the four of them started to follow Andy.
As they saw him enter the hospital, they all released a sigh.

Once inside, Andy froze; not sure if he should run out or run and hide. When he had entered everyone who was a BVB fan froze in starstruck. He shook off the frozen state he was in and continued to the receptionist desk. He took a deep breath as whispers started to form behind him. The receptionist looked up at him.
“Can I help you?” she asked as she looked up from her computer, clearly not knowing who he is.
“Yes, um...is there a psychologist doctor who could take me right now?”
She looked at him in disbelief. “I- um-” she stuttered. “one moment.”
“Okay.”
“While you wait, could you fill out these papers?” she said as she handed him a clipboard with some papers on it.
“Sure.” he said as he took a pen from the flower pen jar and found a seat next to the window and another person.
“Oh...my…” the person said airily. “you’re Andy Biersack.”
Andy looked up from the clipboard and at the person. “And who might you be?” Andy asked.
“A huge fan of yours.” the person said. “ Oh my name is Jane, Jane Pattinson.”
Andy put down the pen and reached over to her. “Nice to meet you.”
Jane was too starstruck to do anything but stare. He laughed lightly as he knew this conversation wasn’t going anywhere. He returned to the paperwork and once he finished with that he went up to return it to the receptionist.
“Thank y--.” the receptionist froze as she looked his name on the paper. She then looked up at him. “the doctor will be with you momentarily Andrew.”
Andy smiled. “Thank you.” he said, then returned to his seat.
“So what are you here for?” Jane asked.
“A check up.” Andy lied, though he felt bad for doing so. “And you?”
“Same.” she answered.
Andy nodded as a nurse came to the front and taking some papers.
“Andrew Biersack, the doctor will see you now.” she said, the room froze again as the nurse called his full first name.
Andy got up and started to walk over to her.
“Good luck.” Jane said.
“Thanks, you too.” He smiled lightly.
He made his way to the back as his phone rang. He took out his phone out of his pocket and saw he had gotten a text message. He opened it up and it was from Ashley.
‘Hey, how’s it going?-Jinxx-’
Andy laughed a little. ‘hey, I just got called to see the doctor. Get back to you when I’m done. Where are you guys anyway?’
He looked up to make sure he didn’t lose track of the nurse, as he sent the message. “here we are. The doctor will be here shortly.” the nurse said as she lead Andy inside.
As Andy got on the bed his phone went off again. He opened up the text message from Ashley.
‘just around the corner at a restaurant waiting for you to be done. So we could be on our way to California.-Jinxx-’
Andy placed a thumbs up then followed it with: I’ll let you know when I’m done here.
Just as he sent the message and put his phone away, the doctor came in.
“All right, Mr. Biersack. What brings you in today?” the doctor asked.
Andy took some moments to try to figure out just how to say what he wanted to say.
“Well,…several days ago a had a dream that I was being experimented on and when I woke up, friend and a band member of mine found injuries on my left arm. When the dream had the injuries on my right arm. The night after that I woke up in the changing room backstage of the concert hall. Then last night, I just about attacked the band member that pointed out the injuries.”
“Do you mentally remember doing any of that?”
“No.”
“What do you remember?”
“Well, the morning after the first dream. I woke up with unexplained injuries on my arm. Not knowing how I got them or when I got them. The morning after the second dream, another band member -my drummer- found me in our changing room from the night before in the concert hall. The last thing I remember was going to bed in my bunk on our tour bus. Today after our day concert I went to bed to so I could see another band perform, I found my sketchbook in front of the guys and it had drawings I had drawn in my sleep...but I don’t remember getting my sketchbook to draw anything. I’ve also noticed my vision blurring and blackouts occurring more constantly as the dreams get worse.”
“Do you remember ‘just about attack’ing your band member that found the injuries?”
“No. I didn’t even realize that anyone was with me, until he slapped me. I found myself on the ground and found him there looking down at me in shock.”
“May I speak with your fellow band members?” he asked, as Andy’s phone went off again.
Andy looked down at his phone, it was Ashley. He opened it up.
“Yeah.” Andy said as he looked at the message Jinxx left him.
‘We’re on our way over. We brought you something to eat for when you’re done.-Jinxx-’
‘Thanks. Hey, um…’ Andy sent the message. Then sent another. ‘ the doctor would like to talk to you guys...about me.’ He sent it and waited for a reply.
Moments later, the nurse came in with the others. Andy leaned back to lay on the bed and as the doctor started to ask questions to his band mates, he drifted off into sleep.
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“It’s time, go get him.” the first scientist said. “He has work to do.”
The second scientist obeyed and went to get the singer from the room that he locked him up.
As the scientist made his way down the singers corridor, he could hear soft singing coming from a room. It grew louder as he got closer to the singers door.
‘ I am all right as long as I’m me.
I cannot stay here now.
I am not well, I am aware…’
The scientist froze in his tracks as he was only a couple doors away.
‘I do not know how long it’ll last
These immortal moments…’
Words grew slurred and mumbled, the scientist continued on his way with a smile.
‘I don’t wan this to be the end…’ the words turned into a scream.
Just as the scream died, the scientist reached the door and opened it. Finding the singer on the ground in front of it, the scientist laughed.
“Well, good morning young man.”
The singer looked up at him, got up and sprang at him with such force that it knocked them both down.
“Who the hell are you?” the singer asked.
“Who am I? Well, why don’t you ask me that after I know who you are.”
“Don’t play fucking mind tricks with me you motherfucker. Tell me who the fuck you are.”
The scientist laughed. “Watch your mouth, when you speak to your elders boy.” the scientist said.
The singer stared at the scientist long and hard, not moving a muscle.
“We’re waiting for you.” the scientist said. “We’ve been waiting for you to gain consciousness. You’ve been locked up in here for days. Come out and breath with us. We’ve been holding our breaths for so long just for you. Now, finally, we’re breathing.” the scientist continued, when the singer didn’t respond.
“Who the fuck are you?” the singer asked.
“I am Dr. Alexander Potemkin, a scientist here in the Caligari Sunrise research facility.”
“Why am I here?” the singer asked.
“Being experimented on for a highly classified weapon.”
The singer backed away. “for what purpose?”
“for what else but destruction.”
The singer froze horrified.
“Now that you know my name, tell me yours.”
“Andy.”
“I assume it’s short for Andrew, no doubt.”
“Yes.”
“Well, Andy, come with me. The others are waiting to see what you can do.”
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Notes

Author's note:
the song that 'the singer' sings consists of made up lyrics to a real instrumental song called 'Immortal Moments' by Pilgrim. I made up the lyrics while listening to the song. I will put up the full lyrics later on in the story.
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