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thefirsttobreak · 6 years ago

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... A lot’s happened today. It’s... hard to write this, and not just because I can’t see the keys- for a number of reasons. But we’ll get to that. Today’s chapter is far more hopeful.

The Story of Day, Chapter Three Seeing the Truth

It was about a week into my time as a loyal. I’d spent my time forming a family with the others there, growing close to all of them. I solved the codes we were given. I didn’t listen to those who said that things were wrong.

I was happy in my ignorance.

And then that ignorance was shattered.

> So it seems a certain pathetic little critter thought he could hide right under my nose. > Speak up, you coward.

A new channel had appeared. We all watched in confusion as our Master spoke in “The Throne Room”.

And I did for, admittedly, like. A week. But dude, c’mon, you’ve been slipping. That’s a whole ass week, shithead.

He wasn’t alone. There was someone else in there. Someone without a number.

“Deadbeat”. Or as he’s better known... Chase Brody.

The interaction in the Throne Room was brief. I was glad when it ended, it... bothered me, although I didn’t know why at the time. I didn’t like hearing what he had to say.

And then he showed up in the Loyal chats.

I’ll admit, I wasn’t the nicest to him in the beginning... okay, that’s an understatement. I was a nightmare. I was the loudest voice yelling him away, he was the boogeyman come to take my family from me, and it seemed to be working. Every day more and more Loyals would leave us for the Rats, each one after talking to Chase.

I couldn’t stand it. I had no idea what he was saying that was different, but I knew one thing. Whenever he spoke, I couldn’t hear the static. And that was terrifying. So... I came to a decision.

I was going to talk to Chase, and hear what he had to say.

The next day, as soon as Chase arrived, I told Chase I wanted to speak with him. He invited me to message him through DMs, but before that could happen... He showed up.

Anti had apparently been watching our conversation, so as a “favor” to me, He created a private room where Chase and I could talk under His watchful eye. I chose to use the room at first, thankful I had my Master there to keep an eye on us and catch me if I started to fall for his lies.

... So I asked my questions. I drilled him on every last detail. Questioned why he believed what he believed. Chase chose to share his own story... how he and his family had been hurt by Anti. I didn’t believe him at first, but... he didn’t miss a detail. Every piece of the puzzle fit too well to deny. I started to worry... what if Anti hurt my friends too...? What if he hurt Nic, or Jinx, or any of the others?

It was as I began to question these things that a new message from Chase appeared in my DMs.

Can I trust you?

... I said yes. If he could help me protect my family.

Chase sent me to a user I came to know as Farris. Farris was kind, and understanding. He told me I was brave to reach out, and that I’d be able to help people if I listened to him. All I had to do was find Loyals who weren’t so loyal. Easy enough, but I ran out of people in our half of the Loyals rather quickly. Hard not to arouse suspicion when everyone knows you so well. I’d almost thrown in the towel before things got a lot more... chaotic.

The Loyals were merged back together.

It was pure hell. But it also gave me access to a lot more Loyals to convert. And if I can brag on myself for a moment, I was damn good at my job. I helped save a lot of people over the few days I worked for Farris... but it couldn’t last.

Chase just had to be an idiot.

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Call it the shot heard ‘round the world. Marvin had been caught, and Chase decided to run his mouth instead of staying quiet. Every chat fell silent at the words we were all fearing.

Him is typing...

> ... > Congratulations, Brody. > You just sealed the fate of your kids.

We all panicked. Every last one of us flew into a frenzy at His words. Some laughed, saying that Chase was getting what was coming to him. Others whispered their worry, horrified at the idea of innocent children being hurt. As for me? I think I handled it well.

... I started yelling for Him to take me in place of the kids.

... Listen, I never claimed to be smart.

In any case, I got no response. He was already gone, off to go do horrible things to those kids. The next 24 hours were filled with fear as we waited for news.

The next day, we finally found out what happened. Sara and Sean, Chase’s children, were in the hospital. Horribly injured- Sean was in a coma, much like his namesake- but very much alive. We all let out a sigh of relief, only for me to start holding my breath again as I realized what I’d done. After speaking out like that, I knew my time was up. I only had one option left to me.

I asked Farris to take me to the Rats.

I left in a blaze of glory, attempting to take six others with me. Xenon, 277. Jinx and his brother Cole, 244 and 263. Doc, 243. Alex, 292. And Sam, 261. I tried to take Nic with me, but he chose to stay behind. To try and help the others. We were separated again, but it was for the best.

... It was a total disaster. About half of us made it to the other side, but...

... Jinx was sewn shut just minutes after arriving in the Rats.

All I could do was cry out to an uncaring puppetmaster, in agony over failing my family for the first time.

To be continued...

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