Short Story
Once upon a time there was a boy laid in a corner of a dark room, he was alone and silent. The only noise was that of footsteps which entered the room.
"Macro! Get up you swine" said the man. His voice was very deep and menacing. He wore a redcap with a dark green army suit, again he shouted and the boy slowly rose from the floor.
“We know that you are involved with a gang of villains called the Mad Catz but where IS your secret layer?!!” screamed the man impatiently
“I don’t work with them, in fact I have never heard of them! Can I go now please?”
“NO! Modular! Sargent! Take this imbecile to the testing room NOW!” More footsteps could be heard, a shriek of pain and then bang...the door slammed shut.
The Sargent and his apprentice Modular took the boy to the electrocution room, it was a large room with a humungous red door, it said danger high voltage. The Macro’s eyes widened. They all entered, the boy was flung to the ground and strapped up to a machine at the far side of the room.
“This may hurt a little…” said the Sargent smiling to himself. His long spindly finger whipped out of his tightly clenched hand and moved towards a big red button on the side of the machine.
“STRIKE 1!” he shouted and a spark flew out of the machine. But the Macro had had no shock, no effect at all actually, he just sat clueless on the floor. “ What’s happening” whispered the Sargent in confusion…
“STRIKE 2!” he shouted and again the same thing happened. He whipped around and stared at the boy, he moved towards him and slapped his wrist. Just then the man noticed something on the boy’s wrist, Macro noticed it too and tried to move the strap to cover it up. But it was too late. The Sargent had seen it and was reaching out to touch it, his hand grasped around Macro’s wrist unscrewing something as he did. Macro’s eyes widened again. His hand dropped to the floor, separate from his wrist. The Sargent inspected his hand and gasped.. “That’s why the electrocution didn’t
"Macro! Get up you swine" said the man. His voice was very deep and menacing. He wore a redcap with a dark green army suit, again he shouted and the boy slowly rose from the floor.
“We know that you are involved with a gang of villains called the Mad Catz but where IS your secret layer?!!” screamed the man impatiently
“I don’t work with them, in fact I have never heard of them! Can I go now please?”
“NO! Modular! Sargent! Take this imbecile to the testing room NOW!” More footsteps could be heard, a shriek of pain and then bang...the door slammed shut.
The Sargent and his apprentice Modular took the boy to the electrocution room, it was a large room with a humungous red door, it said danger high voltage. The Macro’s eyes widened. They all entered, the boy was flung to the ground and strapped up to a machine at the far side of the room.
“This may hurt a little…” said the Sargent smiling to himself. His long spindly finger whipped out of his tightly clenched hand and moved towards a big red button on the side of the machine.
“STRIKE 1!” he shouted and a spark flew out of the machine. But the Macro had had no shock, no effect at all actually, he just sat clueless on the floor. “ What’s happening” whispered the Sargent in confusion…
“STRIKE 2!” he shouted and again the same thing happened. He whipped around and stared at the boy, he moved towards him and slapped his wrist. Just then the man noticed something on the boy’s wrist, Macro noticed it too and tried to move the strap to cover it up. But it was too late. The Sargent had seen it and was reaching out to touch it, his hand grasped around Macro’s wrist unscrewing something as he did. Macro’s eyes widened again. His hand dropped to the floor, separate from his wrist. The Sargent inspected his hand and gasped.. “That’s why the electrocution didn’t