The Son of Rockwell

Chapter 19:A new member

Bruce woke with a start.

He sat up suddenly in bed and immediately regretted it because he quickly got a headache. “Ugh.” He lied back down. ‘What happened?’ Bruce thought ‘Did I have a blackout again?’. ‘That would depend.’ another voice came in he’s head. “What the-?!” Bruce said out loud. He looked over and saw Thrasher next to him wagging his tail and bouncing a bit. ‘Hello!’. That voice… “Thrasher, is that you?” ‘Of course silly, I’ve been waiting for you to wake up.’ Thrasher jumped on to Bruce nipping him a bit “Ow! Hey watch it.” ‘Oh sorry hehe.’ ‘Ok… new development I guess.’. Bruce got up and looked around. He was in a metal room, one that pulsed with a cyan light. He found the door and looked around for Amanda and Vyker. Vyker was walking down the hallway, “Oh, you’re awake. Well thats good.” Vyker muttered under his breath. “Ok well are you ok? And if you are, follow me. I’ve got somethi- someone, to show you.” Bruce nodded “Yeah I’m good.” He turned to Thrasher “No I will not get you some mutton right now, maybe later.”. Thrasher made a little groaning noise and bowed his head. Vyker raised an eyebrow. “Did you just talk to Thrasher?” Bruce looked back to Vyker, “Yeah umm… I seem to have linked my mind with Thrasher’s.”. Vyker shook his head, “Add it to the list.” He started walking and Bruce followed. “I’m surprised that this is still standing.” Bruce said. “Yeah, me too.” Vyker replied. They turn a corner and came to a open area. There was rubble and dust everywhere. Amanda was over by some rubble, digging for… Bruce wasn’t sure. To their right was a small table made out of scrap metal that held a backpack that he had never seen before, and some supplies. To their left was a pole that had someone sitting down next to it, there hands behind their back. Amanda seemed to hear them and turned. “Hey you two!” she said in her normal cheerful tone, her brown hair tied in a braid. “Look what I found.” Amanda held out her hand and had a small little ball that was the size of a marble and pulsing with cyan light. Vyker grinned “Nice work, that will do.” Amanda grinned back and walked over to the makeshift table. Vyker and Bruce, along with Thrasher, walked over to the other person tied to the pole. “Why are they tied to the pole?” Bruce whispered. Vyker whispered back, “We found him in the wreckage and brought him back. After giving him some medicine to heal faster we tied him up, because we don’t know if he’s a criminal or civilian.” “Ah.” The person looked up, his messy brown hair covering his eyes slightly, his hazel eyes full of confusion and joy. His face and clothes slightly scarred, ripped and burned. “Alright” Vyker crossed his arms, “who are you and what happened here?”. The stranger smirked, “Nice to meet you too.” Vyker glared at him, “Well?” The teenager sighed “Well if you must know my name is Tim Kernel. As of what happened I can’t tell you that.”. Amanda walked over, the backpack in her hands, searching through it. “I didn’t find much in here just some supplies. But I did find this.” Amanda held out a medium sized head. It had eight eyes, large fangs and was green. Bruce yelped “It’s the Broodmother head!”. Vyker nodded, grabbing the head from Amanda’s hand. “So? You took this?”. Tim nodded. “Then should we keep you our prisoner for stealing an object of the Ark?” Tim’s grin faded, “Oh please no! I just took it to use it later. Maybe donate it to a museum or hang it-“ “Ok!” Vyker said firmly, “I get it but unless you want to be thrown to the sharks” Vyker nodded to o the ocean they were next to, “you can help us get off this blasted Ark. Sound like a deal?”. Tim grinned again “Yes I’ll be fine with that.” Vyker nodded, “And I had better not regret this decision.”

(Sorry for taking so long. I’ve just been busy.)

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