Artificial Memory (DISCONT'D BUT WILL UPLOAD UNEDITED CHAPTERS)

Chapter 1: I Get My Ass Handed To Me By High School Kids

"SHIT!! ITS HIM!!"

She screamed before I knocked her down.

Her head was barricaded from the pavement by my hand, since I didn't want to kill her, but she still lost consciousness from the impact. My own blood dripped down my hand as the pavement split the skin of my knuckles.

I had been known to attack people who messed with Distance, but they still thought they could hide from me while they did so. It was odd, since I always caught them in the act. Damn, human douchebags are persistent!

Anyways, I landed on a blonde guy's shoulders, cracking him in the back of his head with my knees. I'd knocked him out and chose a new target within five seconds.

I downed 9 out of 12 douchebags before the remainder of the group got away.

"GO FUCK YOURSELVES!!"

I snarled, hatred oozing from my every word.

The kids I had managed to knock out remained still on the ground, other than their rhythmic breaths.

I made sure the conscious ones had all left, then glanced down at where Distance had fallen on his knees. Blood dribbled from the corners of his mouth and his right eye was swollen shut. In addition, numerous bruises and scratches coated his skin.

"Are you okay?"

I asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm fucking fine! I didn't need you here!"

He snapped, whacking my hand away with a fierce glare.

I sighed, nodding.

"Yeah, because you got out of there unscathed all by yourself."

I admitted in a very sarcastic voice.

Distance paused, then shakily stood up and grumbled,

"Asshole."

I smiled, walking over to where his parka was strewn on the ground.

"It's a gift."

I replied.

I retrieved the coat and handed it to Distance, who pulled it back over his shoulders.

"Thanks, I guess."

He muttered reluctantly.

"Not a problem."

I then escorted him back to the house, where Shark waited at the table.

"Oh, no! You're hurt!"

Shark exclaimed, rushing up to us and brushing her hair behind her shoulders.

"I'm fine-"

Distance began, but I interrupted.

"I'll take care of his wounds. If I need help, I'll call you."

I suggested.

Shark nodded an affirmative and I led the way to the bathroom.

I had Distance sit down on the edge of the tub as I searched the medicine cabinet above the sink for medical supplies. He took off his parka while I smiled, wetting a cloth.

Once I did that, I turned and handed the warm cloth to Distance. He winced as he pressed it against his eye.

"....thanks."

He muttered after a few moments.

I shrugged, grabbing another cloth while he held the first one against his eye.