Chapter 54: The Day Of The Duel
A thick pool of red filled the entire hall, the metal walls cracked and showing smears of blood. The light bulbs that illuminated the hallway flashed at short intervals, the only sound in the place being the distant growls of a creature.
The creature moved slowly through the pool of blood, it’s steps heavy, with each move it creaked and growled. It’s body was not covered in flesh or fur or skin but thick hard metal that showed signs of damages on it. It’s form huge and similar to that of a heavy mech, it’s eyes a shade of black, its mouth dripping blood from the human torso that it had in its mouth.
Just like that Alto woke up from what had to the worst nightmare he had ever experienced. His face soaked in sweat and his head heavy, he tried to catch his breath but it slipped away from him every time. He reached for his chest to try to relieve it from the stress but his hand was stopped by something that bound him to the bed.
Alto’s eyes widened, as he came to the realisation that he was strapped to the bed by the hands with what happened to be handcuffs. "What the fuck is going on?" He screamed as he tried even harder to free himself but he found it hard to. "Have I been kidnapped?" He hissed out a second later as his head stung greatly.
The lights in the room went out causing him to go quiet, they came back on a few seconds later and this time he was not alone. Around him were a group of men wearing white lab coats and looking down at him with souless eyes.
"Who are you and what are you doing to me?" Alto asked.
They started to whisper to themselves and he could hear what they were saying. "The subject is showing signs of skin deterioration, I suggest we increase the dose."
Another of the men in lab coats stroke his chin and looked down at Alto with a wicked smile. "I agree, if he dies then our efforts over this one has been wasted."
They all nodded in agreement as darkness engulfed Alto once more, this time he screamed as he jolted back to life. He was greeted by the ceiling where a bright bulb illuminated the room, he could feel himself on a bed but he was no longer restrained. The room he was in was white, the first thing he heard was a familiar voice.