Fan Fiction |
by sunshine-me
Michelle's POV
CRACK!! That was the first thing i heard when i entered the world of consciousness. My eyelids flung themselves open hastily. A glass column had shattered and there were sticky bits of fluid everywhere. I stood in the middle of what once was the shattered glass column in this mess.
I was barely clothed and and only had a loin cloth and what could barely be called a bra on. Then came the shouts of confusion
"Michelle 5436 is awake!! Emergency Code Red!! Emergency! Repeat Michelle 5436 is awake! Emergency!" these few words were continuously blared through the speakers above my head.
Before my mind could react, my personal instincts were in action already. I had somersaulted onto firm ground and in a defensive pose as swarms of people came running to me.
With a few swift martial art moves the inner circle of people was lying on the floor. As good as my Kung Fu may be.. i could never beat all these people. I made a run for it.
I glanced at a closing metal door towards my right and leaped over a few groaning people and slid through the door in just the nick of the minute. I found myself in an empty metallic corridor. I glanced to my right and then my left... where? I soon heard shouts echoing from my right. Left it is then. I dashed towards the left.. sprinting as fast as i could. My feet was pounding against the cold metallic floor. If i ever lived through watever this was.. i was going to get a major frostbite.
I skidded to a halt as i finally came to a fork path still of metal. Without much time to think i took the right. Thank goodness it was a right decision i seemed to reach a personal suite of someone's. Who know's whose but damn did she have nice clothes.
As i grabbed a pair of jeans and beaded tank top, ready to make a run for it again. I realised that this suite was intricately decorated and could possibly be someone's of high authority. Maybe those people chasing me wouldn't dare enter.
I glanced about me anxiously. Obviously the person who owned this suite wasn't in if not she would have heard me picking the lock with my extraordinary lock picking skills from who knows where.
I heard the thundering footsteps approaching. No time to think. This was a risk i had to take. I found the bathroom and turned the shower on full blast. Then i creeped towards the door.
"We cannot enter there. Miss Yip may be in there." a harsh whisper was heard.
Murmurs of agreement was heard and they continued down the hall. I slumped against the door in relief leaving a sticky slime against the door. I glanced behind me.
"Oopps" i whispered sheepishly.
I made my way towards the shower. No harm taking a quick shower to get rid of whatever this sticky fluid was. I was soon clad in the pair of jeans and sequined tank top. With my wet shampooed hair flowing around my shoulders.
I creaked the door open. Coast was clear. I slipped on a pair of converse sneakers. I took one last glance at the map of the builiding and stepped out of the suite. If my sense of direction wasn't a mess because of that chase before, the exit should be right here.
I stopped triumphantly at a pair of swimming doors and glanced around again before stepping into the world.
THE END
~~++Hey guyz.. yeah i know dis chapt is kinda confusing.. but it sorta gives you an insight into where Michelle came from.. and like what were her earliest memories.. :D yupz yupz.. i hope you enjoyed that and tt it gave you a bit of mysterious feeling :D yupz yupz.. COMMENTS PLZ!! plz gimme ur opinions on my style of writing.. do you think i should continue with this novel style of writing or my normal script style?? :S comments plz!! :D thanx guyz.. laterz dudes
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