Soldiers: Skyfall

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It floated through the void or was it stationary? What was movement anyways and how would it know if it was moving to begin with?

It was distracted when it heard a beeping sound, slow and rhythmic for a few seconds.

“You there, what are you doing here?” An authoritative voice said behind it.

It spun around to find itself standing in a white corridor being stared down by a purple thing dressed in green and wearing reflective glass over its eyes covered in brutal scars, also standing on its back legs with artificial hands on hips. Somehow despite not being able to see the eyes it knew it was being glared at by eyes that hid a lot of rage, pain and fear.

It wasn't sure how it knew this.

“I asked you a damn question!” The purple thing barked.

“Oh…um…I…do not know where I am….” It said,

“Right, just happened to wandered into Camp Mendez.” The Purple Thing spat.

It stepped back feeling concerned. “I do not know what a Camp Mendez is…I…..seem to be lost….”

The Purple Thing remained silently staring. “Fine….come with me, we will sort this out and find out if you are telling the truth." The Purple Thing turned on its heels and started to march down the hall forcing It to scramble to keep up. The Purple Thing seemed used to people following when told to. “What's your name?”

“Excuse me?”

“Name! what's your name so we can check your story and don't try to lie, else I'll turn you over to the changelings and let them question you.”

“Oh….I do not know that either.”

The Purple Thing stopped and spun around. “What? What the hell do you mean you don't know your name?”

“I mean….I do not know my name.” It said sheepishly, a new feeling for it.

The Purple Thing rubbed its temples. “Okay if you are telling the truth then you may have suffered some sort of trauma.”

“Trauma?”

“Yes it might explain how you got here, my guess is some sort of magical accident, teleportation gone wrong as that can put a lot of strain on a person…..We will get you to medical and see what we can find out.” The Purple Thing said, seeming to soften. “But!” She hardened again. “If I find out you are lying…..” She gave a look that could burn a hole through steel, an impressive feat given the glass over her eyes.

It gulped and nodded. “I am not lying…”

“We will see….I'm Commander Sparkle by the way.”

“It is nice to meet you.” It said.

The Commander turned on her heels and marched down the hall with It following. Eventually she turned down another hall with a door at the end.

It hesitated as something floated in the back of its mind about doors……something it wasn't sure of.

The Commander stopped and looked back at It. “What’s wrong?”

“I….do not know….something feels….off…”

“Well yeah you possibly suffered a trauma…” She said and…seemed to soften. “It’s okay…..you are safe here….trust me….I won't let anything happen to you….” She said gently, in contract to how she had acted before.

Slowly It took a step forward and felt an artificial arm around its back. "It's okay we will go together ….” The Commander said before opening the door to a blinding light.

It stood alone in the void.