Sweet Emotion

The Darkest Side Awakening

Chapter One

"Who are you? You can't be real."

"But who am I?"

"Michael? Michael answer me god damn it!"

Chapter Two

Michael was surrounded with thorns, massive spikes pushing out of vines like deadly fruit, every time he twisted he could feel pain in his sides all the way up to his face. His arm slit open exposing the muscle underneath his pale skin as his legs kicked in agony. His suit tore and cut feebly under the thorn's points leaving his muscled back to rest on coils of vine. The gashes dripped with fresh blood as Michael fought to release himself. 

 

It was a voice he'd heard many times, it was sweet and melodic but it rang out harmoniously inside the darkness. Like a howling echo the voice bounced back in different tones and projections. Almost mocking his current predicament.

 

The coalition of different ideas inside his mind began to contort, spurring deep in the chasm between the public and private image of himself. He thought to himself if this is hell why am I here and how did I die but silence only filled for an answer.

 

 

"Hello? Is anyone out there? Please help me!"

 

 

 

Chapter Three

 

"Michael?"

"Mich-"

 

"Michael are you awake?"

"Michael if you can hear me I love you."

"Please sta-"

 

"Hello Michael I don't know if you can hear me or not but my name is Doctor Br-"

"Goodbye"

 

 

 

Chapter Four

Michael began to scream, the cold water was piercing his bare skin and filling his lungs. The cold drew his breath away and began to make his heart beat faster. He had minutes to escape or he knew this would be the end of him.

 

"Hello, are you there?"

 

 

 

 

"Hello? Whoever you are please help, I'm drowning and this cold is killing me. Please?"

 

The desperation and frustration growing inside Michael was driving him, he wanted to live. Although if this was hell then he was already dead. He began to let the water around him pull him under as the dark pulled over his face. Michael breathed in the water and began to choke.

This was too real, it was real, he was alive.

 

 

 

Chapter Five

 

"Michael, God damn it, stay with m-"

 

"Whats happening to him?"

 

"He needs to stablize. Why is his body fighting us, you said he wa-"

 

"I KNOW WHAT I SAID! Just revive him."

 

"I don't know if he can survive this time we might have gone too far."

 

 

 Chapter Six
In the year of our lord 2152 the human race will suffer a massive epidemic larger than that of anything seen before. It will become more dangerous than any disease and will spread through the ranks of society like wildfire. The disease begins with mothers, pregnant and new, often contracting it during childbirth. Babies born with the disease begin to die off and soon their mother's follow. Eventually the disease jumps and begins to spread among men where it finds speed. As the human race is quickly dealt a harsh stroke officials begin to analyze the disease but no cure can be found. It is eventually codenamed RRT2-H, publicly called the Cold Death. Martial Law is soon implemented in society but the remains of what has now become simply, "The Order."