Throwback

[Proto Man]

Android 17 was lost. He had no idea where he was, no idea where he had been. Nothing came to him. All he passed was rubble and bodies in the frozen wasteland. Seventeen wanted answers, but he hadn't found a living person in a very long time. The android was hungry...hungry and tired. That fact amazed him to all ends. For as much as he remembered he had always been called ‘Android 17,’ but why he always had these human processes and needs he never knew.

17 knew that his memories were there. When he was sleeping at night, he would always see images. They were fragments-bits and pieces of the memories he had lost. Most of the blurred, horrific images were of his youth, but he could never clearly remember the images. Others, these more clearly, involved an aged man. A man who always referred to 17 as 'Android 17'.

Seventeen shook the image from his mind. The dreams freaked him out because he never understood them. The man, the blurred childhood, the blonde he was always with. Over thinking about the dreams made 17 feel like the living example of an oxymoron.

"Someday," Seventeen said, "I'm going to remember who I am..."

Seventeen wasn't as cold now. He had left the freezing cold valley a short while ago. A large mountain dominated the direction he was facing. The android smiled when he saw the people. He couldn't clearly see them but he heard them, and he didn't care. He was so tired, dirty, and hungry.

"Finally," 17 said above the grumbling of his stomach. Android 17 buttoned up his tattered jacket. He loosened his bandana and let it rest around his neck. The android smiled again and made his way towards the moving blurs in the horizon.

#AMNESIA
#VINTAGE
#2005
#ImOld