Chapter 1: Chapter 1
The muted grey colour of the room and the bright peach outfit of the woman greatly contrasted each other as she sat elegantly on the fancy chair. Almost as if she was breathing in life to the dreadful looking room.
"I just want to understand you. For that you need to let me in. Let me help you, heal you...", the woman trailed off staring at the boy's back opposite her.
She seemed to be waiting for a response to her pleas, however the boy seemed unmoved as he continued staring out of the window, looking intensely at the dark raining night.
"It's my duty you don't fall apart and if you do, then I'll have to rearrange you back. And a chance you'll never be the again afterwards", she warned, trying to appeal to him again.
"It's dark outside", the boy sighed. He put his hands into his blue jeans pocket and turned slightly maintaining his gaze at the window and observing the women from the corner of his eye.
"Yes, it is", the woman said in relief. "It's also raining". She stood up from the chair, her heels clanking as she walked towards the boy. The boys tensed a little from this and turned back to completely face the window and away from her. The woman's face now reflecting against it some distance away.
"Quite beautiful. Rain always seem to wash everything away and let's everything start afresh", she smiled gently. Dimples showing and further attenuating her beauty and sincerity. "At least that's what we wish it did".
"Hmmm", the boy replied. "Am quite tired, is it possible for me to retire to bed now?"
"Will you think about everything we've talked about today?", she ruffled his dark soft kept hair. "We will talk more about this in our next session".
"As you wish". The boy walked towards the metallic door which was then opened by the security guard sporting a balboo facial hair. He was then escorted out by the security guard.
"What am I going to do about you, just what….", the woman was left thinking.
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Sometime later...
{Kid, how was the visit? What was she wearing this time huh?}.
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{Ah, she hasn't cured you yet}.
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{You could say something you know. I know you can talk}
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{To be honest, this kind of brooding silence doesn't suit you at all!}.
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{Aheeesh!}.
Then there was a brief silence as the boy could be found on his bed, tightly gripping his father's ring, with an unfocused gaze on his hand.
A sudden sharp knock. "Master Bruce, I have some snacks prepared for you".
"Come in".
The door opened, revealing a sharply dressed butler with a graceful air carrying a covered dish.
He walked quietly into the room and placed the dish on the small table near the bed. Opening the dish, he set about preparing the snack and drink
"I don't want to go back there Alfred".
There was a pause in the butler's hand while pouring the drink into a medium sized glass, but it resumed shortly after.
The butler, Alfred, presented the orange juice and chocolate chip cookie served on a small plate.
Bruce sat cross-legged on the bed as the snacks were placed in front of him.
"A change in therapist perhaps?", Alfred inquired.
"I can do without it".
"As you wish, Master Bruce", Alfred said. He left, carrying the tray with him.
{Must be nice having your own butler}.
"Hmmmmm".
{When will you start actually replying to me?}
"You are real, aren't you? I didn't Imagine you".
{Real as they come}
"Do you have a name?", Bruce asked calmly taking a bite of the cookie and washing it don with the juice.
{I seem to have forgotten it…. I do know I wasn't always a…. voice}
"What do I call you?".
{It seems I have become a system. You can call me System}
"System?".
{Yeah, like those games stuff. I can show you your stats, attributes, skills and even sell you things!}
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{Kid….?}
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{We were doing so well! Come on now}
"I sure hope I am not going crazy", Bruce muttered with a sigh. "If you are like a game, how do I access my information?".
{Ask and it shall be revealed}
"You are a sarcastic one, aren't you?".
{You are a smart-ass, aren't you?}
"Open my stats".
{Fine….}
A blue transparent screen pooped up in front of him.
Name: Bruce Wayne
Age: 8 years
Race: Human
Status: Grieving (Orphan)
Profession: LOCKED
Title: LOCKED
Level: LOCKED
Health: 77/100
Experience: 0/10
----------------------- Abilities (SEMI-LOCKED)
Stamina: 5
Power: 1
Agility: 2
Luck: 0
Sense: 0
Intellect: 4
Wisdom: 0
Mental Strength: 0
Overall: Average.... Seriously, I am a bit disappointed too.
Mission: Explore the Manor grounds. Reward: 10 EXP and Profession mission unlocked.
{That's all I got. Cool uh}
"Can I turn you off?"
{Sure}
The blue screen disappeared.
{Anything you want clarified?}
"Can I turn you off?", he asked again.
{What do you… Oh, you mean you want to mute me? For some reason, I am actually quite hurt}
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{Fine, I will leave you alone. See if I care}
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Moonlixe I know it is a bit short, hope to improve as I go along. I can probably only do one chapter a week, so fair warning. Hope you enjoyed this though :)
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