Friday, August 13, 2010

Cyrus Noble part 24: Metal Cyrus

They threw me in a chair. Magnet somehow held me where I was. We were in the kitchen. Angie was freaking out, "What is going on?!" Jazz said, "That's not Cyrus. Sara can't read his mind. Which, by the way, we are going to have a serious talk about later." Sara let out a sorry grin. I don't now what was happening. She leaned down to me. The others were surrounding me. She said this, very slow and very menacing like, "Who or what, are you and how did you get here?"



I said panicking now, "I'm Cyrus Noble! All I remember is jumping out of that building!" She then said this, "OK. If you are the real Cy. Then why do you go by that name?" I shook my head. I couldn't answer that. I know the events that happened and the results, but I just don't know the specifics. I said this. Jazz straightened. "Sounds like a machine." She said coldly. She took out the blaster she got at the bank robbery they stopped. Again, just the facts, not the info. She held it up to my face and fired. I heard Angie scream.



I didn't feel anything. I know I was hit, but I felt no pain. I opened my eyes again to see different expressions. Viktor was questioning. Megan was horror. Magnet and Sara were grossed out. Jazz just seemed puzzled. "Still think your the real deal?" she asked. I said, "I know I am." I said. She nodded to Magnet. I was able to move again. She took a mirror from the table and gave it to me. I looked at it and saw that I am not who I think I am. I saw that the half of my face that was blown off, hid a mechanical skull. I am not Cyrus Noble. I'm more like a......a........Metal Cyrus.



I said, "Why don't I know about this?" Jazz looked at me puzzled. She said, "Magnet. Can you pick him up and move him into the garage?" He shrugged and said, "I think so, but he's kind of heavy." She nodded. She said, "Megan, Viktor, watch him. Sara go get my new laptop and meet us in the garage. Angie stay here." She nodded. She wasn't complaining. Sara ran off. And they proceeded to take me to the garage.

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