What I would have become.

[I-Am-Atom's-Sister]

Greetings, humans. I decided to try my hand at a fanfic, since I had an idea X3
I'm warning you, though, there is mentions of blood, and, as you all know, quite a few deaths. (Poor Tobio X3)
I've basically remade everyone, though. Atlas dies in a different way, Tobio reflects for a while before dying... I've also given Uran and Dago(Denkou) life in a real body, and changed Dago's gender and name spelling. AGAIN.
I'll update with a new post, soon.

[I-Am-Atom's-Sister]

Dago

My life was nothing to be proud of. It was someone else's life. I was just living it for them.
I loved my family. Life with my parents was all I ever needed. This life, though, was not mine.
The first tragedy occurred when I was five years of age. I was a commiserative child. Overestimatible, yes. Wild, maybe. But there was a little bit of intelligence behind those eyes that were mine.
Those bright, green eyes.
I loved the colour green. I remember that, now. I thought it was a gentle, but fun colour.
I had dark blonde hair that would never behave. It stuck wherever it wanted to, weather I liked it or not.
One day my mother started shrieking at her phone. I wondered wildly what was going on. She slammed it down then opened it up again and dailed another number. After talking for a moment she closed her phone again and told me I had to wait in this room, before leaving it herself. I had to agree. I didn't have any other choice.
People I didn't know found me after about an hour. They didn't tell me what was going on; they just brought me with them.
From then on I lived at a home for parentless children. Later in life I learned that my father had been working to create weapons, and had been-as I hoped and desperately believed-falsely accused of bribing another country. With that news, my mother had called child services, then left me and fled with my father.
I was considerably small for my current age. I was consistantly teased about this. I didn't break down, though I could have. Instead I always found ways around large crowds. It became an instinct of mine. Possibly one that may have caused my death.
When I was around eight a science professor came to the child home to, though I didn't think this way for years after, flirt with the accountant.
His name was Doctor Okamari. He worked figuring out how to download someone's memories or thoughts onto an electronic server. He often made jokes about needing a child to test it on. I didn't know they were jokes, though. I thought about being a science specimen. Why not? It sounded like it might be less painful then my current life. I decided that I would be the child he tested it on. Finally I would have some purpouse in life.
When I told the accountant this, though, she just laughed and laughed. When Okamari showed up again that day, she told him about me. He laughed, too, and explained that he wouldn't really rip out a kid's brains and stick them into a computer.

yeah, yeah It doesn't have anything to do with Atom. Hush, it will soon.

[Black Rabbit]

Ah, this is really well written! I'm quite excited to read more. :3 This looks like a very interesting story, too.

[I-Am-Atom's-Sister]

This? This is terrible. I'm just writing random 'till Atom shows up XD

[atoms_gf]

aww no we mean it =3 its wonderfull carry on with more of it MORE FANFIC! MORE FANFIC! XD

[I-Am-Atom's-Sister]

Alright, alright I'll do more when I get home X3

[I-Am-Atom's-Sister]

Dago
Doctor Okamari started to visit the children in the home, mostly me. He loved the way I took things so seriously.
Once he told me about his work with electronics. I got very excited during this discussion, and decidedly cried out, "Dr. Okamari, this could save lives!!"
I remember his eyes went wide and he said, "You're right... I hadn't thought of it that way."
After that he would tell me I was clever, a lot. He visited me more than any of the other kids. I could tell he liked me, a lot. He said that maybe later in life I should take a career in what he's doing. Maybe we'd even work together one day.
We developed a strong bond. He explained how the 'electronic brains' worked, and I listened intently.
Now he thought I was special. Now he loved me.
Everything was going right. And, as my life, just as everything was going right, everything went wrong.

I remember that morning, that morning the accountant said a family wanted to take me in. It didn't take much for her to tell me that that 'family' was Dr. Okamari.
I was so excited. I loved the work he was doing, and he loved me, and it was perfect.
However, later that day, as a joke, one kid set off a fire-cracker in his dorm, hoping the loud noise might get him some attention.
Unfortunately, his dorm's floorboards were flammable.
Very, very flammable.
There was now a fire, it spread like a virus. This had never happened before. I remember someone finding us and yelling at us to get out of the building, but that did not help at all.
Soon there were bodies everywhere. Everything was hot, cramped, and reeking of adrenalin. I couldn't go this way.
I suddenly remembered another exit basically on the other side of the building. I ran in that direction instead.
I knew I couldn't make it. I knew that the fire had already spread there. I knew, I knew, I knew, but I didn't think. Denying all my senses, I ran.
It wasn't until too late that my mask of fear loosened, and I finally knew I couldn't make it.
I wanted to turn back, but I couldn't now. The fire had taken over that, too.
I couldn't stand it. The heat was killing me. Literally. Four times I tried both ways out, but failed.
Then I gave up. Put my hands on my face, sat down against the wall, and gave up.
Seconds later, I passed out from suffocation.

[I-Am-Atom's-Sister]

They found my dead body two days afterward. Okamari was grief-stricken. After they had retrieved it from the building, he swore that he would not let me die.
But I was already dead.
And I couldn't go on.
I still don't know why not. Perhaps it was the fact that destiny knew what was coming, and wouldn't let my memories be lost forever. Or maybe it was because my soul was broken, and couldn't find its way.
I couldn't go back to my body, either. It was broken, too.
Dr. Okamari did several operations on my body. Replacing first the things that are often replaced, so it was an innocent operation.
Except for the fact that I was dead.
So soon after he replaced some body parts that most would never consider, including my skin. Very quickly my body was becoming less me and more machine.
After little or no thought he downloaded my memories and thoughts to an electronic mind. I had gotten my original wish. But now there was nothing left of me, except for my blood. During the operations it had been splattered all over the electronic body that was mine. A minor flaw for computers.
Now he was guilty and unsure of what he had done. He could seriously turn my life back on with the touch of a button.
It would have worked. My soul would have been retrieved. I was knocking on the door, but no one was letting me in.
He ran tests on computers, but always came out with the same result: That I would be a toaster that could see things.
That's only because the computer didn't have my memories, only it's own.
I don't know if he would have ever reactivated the body that was not mine, but would have contained me. Soon after, though, the second tragedy happened.

(Gad... this is awful v.v***)

[atoms_gf]

noo its not!! XD its wonderful.if your busy, we dont need more but im sure WED ALL LOVE MORE but, if it bothers you then..we understand

[I-Am-Atom's-Sister]

I get people reporting me for writing this on a diferent website. Something about originality and stupididty X33