"Oh My God!!" I kind of screamed as I felt the cold touch of metal when I grabbed the forehead. Looking at the left side of the body I inhabited. No way!!
It was a prosthetic arm. The material which it was made from felt metallic and strong, But that's a given. As I just touched the thing.
Argghh!! The constant pain of moving even an inch of my body which was covered in bandages from head to toe. Sure.
"Holy Shit, did I become Lucas Wykes?"
I couldn't exactly accept my reality. But the memories that I got from this body told me that. I searched for some proof something even a mirror. If I was inhabiting him then it might be better to just die.
The door of the room opened and a man who was in his twenties entered he had pale blonde hair and emerald eyes. He had sharp features.
"If you're thinking why you're alive... the answer to that is something even I don't know."
I lifted my head to see the man, who had an angry impression on his face but before anything else, I felt an instinctive fear as I felt my head go down in fear on its own. This Fear was engraved straight into the cells of this boy.
"Let's talk about your condition than about other things. All limbs detached or destroyed and groin crushed... that's an extremely disrespectful way to die or even be left alive." He spoke his eyes darting all over me as he felt a tinge of disgust on his face.
"Legs were reattached and we found a replacement of your arm from another body and for the other left side, we couldn't do. So, an experimental prosthetic. Suggested by the head doctor of the Family... And yeah also your groin. That boy used downforce a bit above your reproductive parts so it is fixed. But don't exactly experiment with them. And that's it for your condition."
He closed his distance sat near me and stared at me with strong eyes as if trying to gauge them out.
"Now tell me what the hell happened and why were you in the terrorist group?"
I breathed air in as I raced my mind. Think Lucien think. I don't know the relationship both had but it wasn't any lovey-dovey so no touch or contact.
After 5 sec of remaining silent and deciding what story I'll move forward with. I felt water coming into my eyes. Perfect.
"Will you answer or no..t....what?"
Bingo! he didn't expect me to cry. Bairon my brother Now I'll show you what real shit are like. "I didn't know what happened..... I just went to help my friend.... and they grabbed me ..an..d...aaaaaahhhhhh." I let out a burst of emotion. The look on Bairon was of surprise as he didn't know what to do... If now I'm Lucas then I might as well get myself a better position.
Wiping my tears off my face with a bit of resolution. Bairon who had a hardened look waited for me to speak. "Annnnd they made me drink this nasty elixir and then I didn't knew what I was doing... and then... it's all hazy after that... I felt like someone else was controlling me... Like a puppet... I felt hopeless.... aaaarhgghhh." This might be a normal reaction for my boys this age even if it's a fantasy world, he is still a child who did something wrong not boys his age should just be punished a bit that's it.
Anyway, Lucien focus!! This is the important part. I felt tears well up in my eyes as I squinted them and stared straight at Bairon even if my body strongly resisted this move. "Brother... will you help me out of this mess... Please." I focused my tears to burst out of my eyes. Perfect. Bairon still had a hardened look on his face as I felt it cracking just for a bit only a little.
"Okay...Okay... I'll help you this time only... Now clean yourself and stop crying. You already have embarrassed the Wykes family a lot." He said as he stood up and gave me a handkerchief and left or basically marched out of the room.
"Perfect." I muttered in my mouth as I cleaned my eyes.
Basically forcing myself up and standing up and went to the door left of the room. Which I presumed to be the washroom.
"So got fantastic facial features right there if styled perfectly, but he sure did ruin them with alot of scars. They'll take a lot of resources... maybe or maybe not." I said leaning close to the metal sheet which was used as a mirror to get a better look.
"I really I'm Lucas Wykes or the dead bastard." I pulled my cheek to double-check my identity.
(After some business)
"So the down systems work fine I was a bit worried about them. Can't have imperfections." I wiped my wet hands with a towel and took out some clothes from a large cupboard which I was his confirming that all clothes were of his size.
"So let's think of our situation for a while. According to the memories, I did torture some but didn't kill anyone. This Lucas guy was pretty soft. Only that obsessive boyfriend did him dirty.
This will help in trying to get some less punishment or whatever they are planning. A punishment for my crimes is a given considering humiliating both the princesses of human and eleven kingdoms. Yeah and also the prince too.
Secondly, my core is deteriorating and I'm feeling it crack every half an hour. Something inside cracks and falls into the unknown or guts.
Thirdly, I have complete control over the body. Other than those instinctive past fears. I have complete control over it. I don't know if it is right or not. But for complete I mean complete if I think of just twitching a muscle or straightening my ring finger while others are down. It just does it without any resistance. I think it's a superpower. I think I don't know if I'm right but still, the best thing is that this metallic arm is also moving without any problem.
Lastly, this body is under immense pressure. Because when I even move a muscle I feel pain and it isn't normal. And it is okay, for me.
"Other than these little concerns there isn't much to life anyway." I said as I smashed myself into the bed.
Placing the blanket onto me, I couldn't help but think. It might be last night like this and tomorrow and forward will be all hectic.
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