Step!
Splash!
Step!
Splash!
Step!
Splash!
Step!
"Helloooo! Anyone there?!"
A teenage masculine voice called as the sounds of slow and wonderous footsteps echoed through what seemed to be the vast and endless void that this person had stumbled into.
Step, splash!
"Huh?! Who's there?"
The voice calls out again in distress as sounds that don't belong to the boy whose lost in this echo as if almost by mistake.
"HEY!"
The boy shouts out once more as he tenses up and breathing patterns rapidly increase and senses spike but suddenly...
"Huh?"
He muses.
"Wha-what the..."
He looks around tensely as he suddenly feels...
"Nothing. I can't feel anything... WHAT THE HELL?!!!"
This boy, Milo, had lost the feeling of all his five senses and could no longer navigate himself within this dark void.
This caused him to enter an immense stare of panic as touched his body, pulled his hair, pinched his nose and even hit his head down on the water of the floor of this void that didn't feel wet, but at least gave a cold feeling when stare contact with the skin.
Step, sploosh!
Step, sploosh!
The sounds echo once more, but this time theg sound more unified as if someone or something was approaching him.
"Ahhh!"
Shlk!
Shlk, shlk, shlk, shlk, shlk, shlk, shlk!
PUT!
"Whoever the heck's there, you better be careful coz when I see you'll be screwed."
Milo roared his warning after he transformed his right arm into its hybrid form like claw.
Step, sploosh!
The sounds echoed again and Milo turned his body to the direction from which the waves that wrippled gently in the water came from.
But how?
Didn't he lose all his five senses? And that means it should include the feeling of touch?
Yes, he did, but...
'Dammit! This place, the surroundings, the water... everything is just wrong! And how the hell did I lose all my five senses like literally. Ugh! But no matter, it seems like im able to feel again coz i shifted into my hybrid form though i can see anything using my infrared vision so I have to make use of what I have for now.'
It seemed to be so as he then decided that staying still in a place like this would eventually bring the problems his way so with a step...
Step, splash!
And another...
Step, splash!
And one more,
Step, splash!
Step, splash, step, splash, step, splash, step, splash!
Milo moves forward in the direction from which the wripples of waves came.
After a while of running, sweating and attentively searching for the direction of the waves' origins Milo comes to a stop.
Not to rest, to take a look around, but because he can feel something and its...
"Big?!"
Milo muses as he taps his left foot on the water twice and soft, but fast wripples of water spread out and Milo then stays still whilst he takes an offensive stance.
Swoooo, ptttu!
Swoooo, ptu!
The wripples spread out fast and for a while before suddenly hitting something or someone?
The wripples the bounce back, but softer and slower and when they finally reach Milo they're small and weak.
So much so that it feels as if what hit his foot was nothing more, but a faint gush of wind.
Though it was weak, Milo stayed calm and looked up and forward in the direction from the wripples bounced back from and then he took a step forward.
Step, sploosh!
And another,
Step, sploosh!
And then a big one,
STEP, SPLOOSH!
As he then began to run, but shortly after....
Shhhft!
SHPLKKK!
"AAAHHH!"
SPLASHHH!
Sploosh, sploosh, sploosh, sploosh, sploosh, sploosh, sploosh, splash!
"Ahhh! What the heck?! Why now?!"
Milo who hadn't even run for more than 5 steps suddenly fell down with a thunderous splash that roared through the space of this endless void.
Milo was down, and he felt...
Nothing, no pain, no coldness, no magna, not even the soft wripples of the waves of the shallow water.
Milo had returned to his normal state as he looked around and slowly got up on all fours, but he...
"Uhhh,why is getting up so hard?"
He muttered in struggle as slowly lifted his head head only to be greated by the same thing he saw from the time of his arrival until now.
"Damn darkness, ha ha. I'm sick of yah you know."
Milo, whose head fell faster than his understanding of this place had chuckled under his breath.
For he had nothing to do now, his senses gone, his magna, gone, his body's natural produced energy was depleting faster than the battery of a G.P 8.
For Milo had no hope because with the state he was in and the place where he lie there was nothing that could be done, but...
Pat..., splash!
Pat..., splash, pat..., splash!
Suddenly the sounds of heavy and dragged pats and splashes of water echoed ss we now see the once lost and drained of hope Milo crawl.
Pat..., splash!
He continued as dozens of thoughts roared and bickered in his mind.
His head still down, dripped with sweat as he panted slowly and heavily, his eyes now completely white meaning that he should've lost all signs if consciousness was crawling with all his might as he dragged himself in the same direction from which the wripples once or maybe still bounced back from.
And after a while of crawling and panting heavily.
"Ah-ahhh, what the?..."
Milo mused as he then hit something, but it didn't feel big, it didn't feel cold, it feel hard either, no, it just stopped his movements and with that he could clearly tell that someone right was before him.
Amd so he lifted his left hand slowly and weakly and when he lost all his strength...
"Huh? A-a shoul...der?"
He mused as his left hand palm landed on the small, flat, but tilted surface.
He couldn't completely amie out on what he had just felt, but right for all he knew, this was indeed a person.
"Wait... I can't feel again?"
He mused as he a sudden rush of energy enveloped his whole body and he then hurriedly got on his knees.
PUT!
"AGH!"
A thunderous flashing sound roared as a big cylindrical shape of light fell on Milo and what seemed to be...
"Huh, pro-professor Hoisting? And... Hank?! What are you-"
"Ah ah ah..... quiet now. For you have just arrived at our little party and are already making noise?!"
A masculine voice deep yet young, polite yet commanding and grimacing yet curious blarred out towards the trio as the footsteps heard from before echoed once more until...
"Huh? Hey who-"
They suddenly stopped and so did Milo whose mouth suddenly closed shut as he tried to question who or whatever was that said that statement before.
"Wooowe! I've got a lot of work on my plate you know. And since that's the cause it about time that...."
The voice said proudly as another echoed.
And in Milo's eyes... a figure was reflected.
It was a boy whose skin was nutmeg, had black shiny dreaded hair, vandyke brown eyes, was about 4 feet tall, whore a strikingly similar outfit to his and had a grimacing look on its face that spelt pride all over.
'Oh... oh no.'
Milo thought as the figure slowly approached him and said, "I recruited a few more little helpers."
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