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myvirtualescape2 · 8 months ago

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My Virtual Escape 2 - Chapter 3

(Chapter 3 Cover drawn by @Novazaru on Twitter)

It was only a couple of hours prior that she had traveled between worlds. One moment she was alone, finding her way through the woods, and the next, she’s tied up in an interrogation room with her brother. What a night it’s been. Eve's eyes begin to flutter awake, she can barely make out the shape of the woman in front of her, an arm extending before Eve's eyes begin to close once again. Samantha brings her hand thundering down as she swiftly smacks Eve, with Isaac immediately screaming out "Don't you fucking touch her!"

Samantha grasps her own hand, attempting to soothe the stinging sensation, looking towards Isaac with amusement as he struggles to break free. Her guards raise their weapons towards Isaac but Samantha signals for them to stand down, her expression once again souring as Eve lets out a strained gasp. "Good, that ought to wake you up." Samantha says, "It's time we have a little chat."

The disgruntled woman rips the light from its position, pointing it at Eve. Even still, the blinding light is a comfort compared to the daggers in Samantha's eyes piercing Eve's very core. "What's your angle? Thinking you can waltz on in here, gain my trust and break me down?" Samantha shouted. Eve stammered, her heart pounding. "No I-" Samantha’s hand slams down onto the arm of the chair. "What? Do you think you’re invincible? Well you're not..." She glared at her, the hint of compassion in her eyes long gone and replaced by a strained anger. She quickly directs her eyesight to Isaac, and her frown almost turns to a grimace. She scoffs. "You're a traitor, no better than HE is."

Isaac rolls his eyes, “Oh come on that’s bullshit and you know it.” Eve quickly interjects to try and salvage the situation, "L-listen! everything we talked about upstairs? everything I told you? it was the truth! you gotta believe me.. please!". Eve's words pass through Samantha, ignoring her platitudes, which is noticed by Isaac. "I received a ping that there was illegal activity involving the use of XP, and that ping happened to bring me here. nothing more, nothing less.".

Staring Isaac down, Samantha lets go of the light and walks over to him, kneeling to his level, gives him a slight chuckle before her face falls once again and sternly says, "You really expect me to believe that, huh?" Samantha then grabs Isaac's face with one hand, hatred in her eyes as she begins to yell out. "Raids happening constantly, and as soon as another one begins, you and your bitch of a sister show up at my doorstep?" She pauses before shaking his face. "Got an answer for that!" Both stare quietly at each other, Isaac only registering her insult towards Eve before speaking in a quiet rage. "Shut the fuck up.", Isaac's retort only further frustrates Samantha.

A guard taps her shoulder, "Our informant has pressing news." Getting up Samantha motions for the guards to follow, one of them protests. "But what about-" She coldly interrupts as she makes her way out the door, "Leave the disaster twins." Staring Isaac down she continues. "They won't be going anywhere anytime soon."

Eve swats her head to the side. "Ugh! The nerve on that girl.. am I right Isaa-" Isaac angrily interjects. "What the fuck did I tell you, Eve?" Eve's eyes look away from Isaac as she smiles nervously, she mutters, "I-uh... haha.. I can assure you, Isaac, there's a very good explanation for all of this!" Isaac closes his eyes in frustration. "We don't got time for this shit!" Snarling back at Eve. "Listen, I need you to grab the knife I stashed in my back pocket.” "A-Alright..." She reaches for Isaac's knife from the gap between the chair rest and the seat. Isaac continues “Since that fuckin' genius put our chairs together, you can reach the rope." Eve’s held back by her ties, straining as she reaches. Eventually she is able to wrestle the knife out of his pocket and cuts both of them loose. Relieved, Isaac whispers to Eve. "Make sure not to call any attention, you hear me Eve? Just follow my lead." She gives her brother a smile, wink and a thumbs up, free at last.

Free from the chairs that is, they still have a whole base to escape from. The siblings make a break for the door, only stopping because they notice guards littering the hallway. Eve looks up at her brother concerned, “What are we gonna do Isaac?” She whispers. He scans around the rooms and notices an Armory, signaling Eve, they sneak across the hall into the room. A guard turns to his friend, “Hey you ever wonder why we’re here?” The second guard replies, “One of life’s biggest mysteries.” A confused look dawns on the other’s face, “What?”.

Eve and Isaac crept quietly into the Armory, “Grab a gun.” he sternly said, already loading a pistol. Eve looks at her selection carefully, before laying her eyes on a jet black handgun with white flower engravings across the barrel. “I found mine!” Eve excitedly remarks, Isaac yells out in a loud whisper “Shhh, just don’t trip over those gun mags!”. Like clockwork Eve trips, she looks down at her foot to see a sports magazine amongst the littered bullets, she stares up at her brother, “It wasn’t from a gun.” Suddenly yells of “This way, They’re over here!” Eve gives Isaac a nervous smirk while he just sighs and shoots a man in the head. “Come on” he says as she grabs the gun and sprints out the room, Isaac continues to make his shots while Eve shoots blindly, “Eve.” Isaac puts his hand on her shoulder, “You have to actually aim.” he states as he casually shoots someone behind him without looking. The two reach the door when a Big Guy blocks the door, Eve attempts to aim but the shot ricochets Eve into multiple walls, the floor, the ceiling, everywhere.

Both Isaac and the massive guard witness this with their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets, Eve then gets slammed into Big Guy with reckless abandon, launching him outside. “We gotta get the fuck out of here!” Isaac lifts Eve up who is in a daze, “Let’s go Eve.” He carries her through the woods, hiding from a search party, “C’mon… c’mon… leave, stop searching these fuckass woods.” Isaac whispers to himself, one of the search team wanders into the area right next to them. Being through enough, Isaac knows that shooting the man would alert the rest of them, slowly putting his gun down he draws out his knife. Sweating, he sneaks behind his oblivious foe, “Solo Team B, Nothing at my location, over.” That’s all Isaac needs to hear from the man before grabbing the collar of his shirt and gutting his throat, Eve begins to wake up. “Isaac?” She stammers but he hushes her, while looking to see the search party leaving the area, they both collapse and catch their breath, looking towards Eve and processing tonight’s events, Isaac can only say one thing, “Eve, What the fuck.”

Eve tilts her head toward Isaac, still catching her breath, but she can’t help but laugh, her brother’s confused expression making her laugh a bit more. “WOO!” She yells out before giving Isaac finger guns, Isaac composes himself before restating what he said earlier, “Eve… What the fuck?” Eve continues to laugh as Isaac sighs, “Alright, get up you crazy kid.” The two leave heading out of the forest away from the base towards the wastelands.

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myvirtualescape2 · 8 months ago

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My Virtual Escape 2 - Chapter 2

(Chapter 2 cover drawn by @_ruigami_ on Twitter)

She felt a tingle in her mouth. It was a curious taste, leaving much to be desired; she looked to this day with hopeful anticipation, only to be met with confusion. The taste in her mouth sat in an unpleasant goldilocks zone; on one hand her expectations and excitement would contribute to a more pleasant flavor, however on the other, her brother’s disapproval would turn the taste bitter. All of this is to say that witnessing this side of her brother left a bad taste in her mouth. This wasn’t the Isaac she had grown to know. She knew her brother’s intentions were pure, but she felt alienated as a result; she had seen a glimpse into this forbidden world and was tantalized by the uncertainties it possessed. Tapping into her rebellious side, she disregarded her brother’s warning:

“Sorry big brother,” she thought to herself, “but I’ll believe it when I see it.”

She felt her eyelids gently drifting from one another as she woke. The transition between worlds wasn’t as harsh as she initially suspected. In fact, had there not been such a climactic buildup to her arrival, she would most likely assume nothing of this reality and merely accept it as her ordinary life. There were no blatant outliers, visually or otherwise, that would indicate towards this being a virtual reality. This perception would be reinforced upon a passing glance at her surroundings; familiar horizontal beams of white-painted softwood crowned with their asphalt shingles grounded Eve in reality. “You’re telling me,” she thought to herself once more, “that when given the chance to create an escape from reality,” she continued, rising to her feet: “Dad just made an exact replica of it.”

She cast her gaze elsewhere, noticing a brief clearing in an otherwise dense forest. She opted to venture inside, as it provided some level of security over the vast streets. A deafening silence slithered amidst the trees, with the only sound of note being the subdued crunching of fallen leaves beneath her sneakers. Occasionally, her vacant ears would be filled with the idle chirping of crickets. If she listened past them, she could expose her ears to the faint whisper of the night, and the muted droning of machinery that it carried. This sound piqued her interest; it was unlike anything she had ever heard before. It was as if the air was whispering, a faint tone amidst the sky gradually trickling down. Layered beneath that sound was a familiar electrical humming, reminiscent of the buzzing sound typically associated with fluorescent lights. The shift in the air drew her eye to a gap in the trees, an enticing blue glow emanating from beyond them. She cautiously proceeded towards it.

When she emerged from the woods, Eve was met with buildings that would tower from each side of the streets, and neon lights illuminating the city before her. Her surroundings piqued her curiosity, yet they also gave her a cold and bleak feeling. It felt.. dystopian, totalitarian even.

“Helloooooo? Anyone here?” Eve shouted as she began to make her way down the street. As she moved along she saw traces of discarded weapons, loot, broken shards of glass. Yet despite all of this, there was seemingly no trace of life anywhere.

“This place is like a ghost town. Where did everybody run off to?” Eve pondered to herself, feeling unnerved by the situation. She heard the sound of mumbles and footsteps approaching, prompting her to swiftly find cover behind a fallen garbage disposal.

When she took a peek, she saw two men in all black formal attire in the midst of a conversation. “We should probably clean all of this up- leave no evidence”. Upon hearing this, Eve realized she was in a place she shouldn’t be and tried to flee- tripping on her loose shoetie, calling attention to her. “They didn’t hear that.. right?” the girl cringed.

Suddenly, she felt a tight grip around her shoulders, Before being hoisted around to face a large hulking figure. “What’s a girl doing out here all by herself? Who the fuck are you!”, the man shouted. The nervous girl quickly replied, “I-I was just exploring! Please don’t hurt me..”

The man took a pause and began to analyze Eve, noticing something particularly “off” about her- “Where’s your clan tag?” - a moment of silence filled the air before he brought out his walkie talkie and relayed a message to his boss, “We found a stray.”

“clan tag? stray?” Eve said curiously.

The man turned his back to face her. “This game is dangerous. No one should be doing this shit alone, especially a little girl like you.”

“Excuse me? Ugh.. Whatever, who are you guys anyway?”

A smirk began to emerge on the man’s face. “We’re a part of a group known as the Brotherhood! We take care of business around here and rebel against anyone who dares get in our way.. Especially those corrupt moderators.” he says as he raises his hand up to his chest.

“OHHHH!- so that explains the mafia getup. Gotcha.” Eve spoke with snark.

The man once again spoke into his walkie talkie, “ay, what do we do with the girl?”

The sound of crickets could be heard throughout the night, but the silence didn’t last for long.

He puts the walkie talkie back in his pocket and turns to face Eve. “Okay little lady here’s the deal, you’re following us back to our base.”

“O-okay..” Eve said, filled to the brim with nervousness as her heart pounds..

Eve, accompanied by the two brotherhood members, make their way back to the base. As they navigate through the secluded streets of New E.V.E., their footsteps muffled by the damp earth beneath them, Eve notices graffiti writings on some of the buildings. “This place must have quite the history behind it..” she thought to herself.

Eve and the brotherhood members exit the secluded heart of the city and enter the impoverished area of the "slums". In stark contrast to it’s luxurious cyberpunk counterpart, this area lacks any of its qualities. It’s home to those who challenge the prevailing ideologies of the game.

Eve and the two brotherhood members arrive at the base, the appearance of it paints confusion across the girl’s face. “This place sure looks normal compared to all of the other places I’ve seen.. It looks like a house I’d see in real life!”

“Yeah, well it’s hard to find places to live in times like these. Wait here.”

The man made his way up the stairs and onto the porch, knocking on the door.

“What’s the password?”

“Dude, you know my voice, you know who I am!”

“It’s protocol, man.”

The brotherhood member walks through the door and signals Eve behind him. “C’mon kid, this way.”

“Yeah yeah I hear ya!” Eve began to pout, crossing her arms.

When she stepped through the door, Eve and the brotherhood member made a right through the living room which made way to the boss’s office. The walls were beige painted and had paintings hung up. As she walked by she noticed a television and a fireplace, alongside a red rocking chair. Before long, they reached the office.

“So this is the girl huh?”

“Yes ma’am. We found her scurrying around town.”

“I see.”

The figure in the chair turned around to face Eve with her hands together on the desk. The woman had dirty blonde hair, caucasian skin, and emerald green eyes. She wore a black vest with a white dress shirt. Her most notable feature was the glaring red scar visible across her neck.

“Why don’t you take a seat right there dear?” The woman looked Eve in the eyes, showing a hint of compassion accompanied with a smirk.

“O-okay.”

“I’ll take it from here, go keep an eye outside.”

“You got it boss.”

“You seem nervous. this your first time?”

“I-I’m not nervous! I’m just confused, that’s all."

The woman smirked. “Understood. Tell me a little bit about yourself? Name? How old are you?”

“My name is Eve, I only turned 18 today.”

“what were you doing out on your own?”

“I’ve never played before! I-I don’t know anything about this damn game. I know nothing! I’m just tryna get by.”

“Ahhh I see! So we got a newbie on our hands?”

“HEY you don’t have to put it THAT way!”- the girl snapped her head to the side, showing visible frustration.

“L-listen.. I’m just trying to prove myself, okay?” Eve began. “I’m 18 now, but no one treats me like I am. They underestimate me like I'm still some helpless child, and don’t even get me started on my brother..” - her head lowered, facing the hardwood floor.

Samantha sat up from her chair and faced the window behind her, arms behind her back.

“You know, I was like you once.. There was a point in time where I was also a girl who felt lost and aimless in this world. My home life wasn’t exactly a pleasant environment for a little girl to be in, so I viewed this game as an escape from all of my problems- at the same time however, I felt like there was a lot I needed to prove.” Samantha continued. “I wanted to prove that I didn’t need to be ordered around and told what to do, I wanted to show that I could handle myself.”

Eve looked up and the two girls shared a faint smile.

“It looks like that’s all taken-”

“BOSS!”

“What’s the issue?”

“A moderator has been spotted in the vicinity, ma’am.”

“understood.”

“I think I’m just gonna make my way out if that’s okay?”

Samantha gets up from her chair and reaches under her desk, retrieving a firearm pistol, sliding it to Eve. “I want you to prove yourself and handle what’s going on downstairs. If you succeed to my standards I’ll reward you with a position in the brotherhood. I’ll follow your lead in the chance something goes wrong- got it?”

“What have I gotten myself into..?” Eve thinks to herself, trembling with anxiety.

Eve, with Samantha following from behind, make their way through the office entrance and venture into the downstairs basement, where they’re met with a figure being held by the arms by two brotherhood members.

“Stay back! It’s dangerous.. This is one of the bad guys.” Samantha says as she walks forward. The moderator lifts his head up and begins to make eye contact with the woman- the two feeling a sense of familiarity.

Eve glances over at the figure, coming to a realization. “That’s not a bad guy, that’s my brother! let him fucking go!”

“W-what!?” her head jolts back to the moderator and the dots connect. “...Isaac?”, the woman shouted, feeling an array of various emotions.

“Wait a fucking minute- Solomon?”

“YOU!”

Samantha snaps her head to Eve.

“AND YOU.. YOU BACKSTABBING BITCH!”

Samantha regained his composure and turned around, heading back to her office.

“Send these two to the interrogation chamber IMMEDIATELY.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Isaac and Eve make eye contact from opposite sides of the room, the former stricken with anger.

“Eve?! What did I fucking tell yo-”

*BAM!*

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