Figment Novels & Stories

The countenance of the boy changed to a flirtatious one, almost feminine. "I'm here, daddy. Let me start serving you. Just relax and hold tight, okay? It's going to be a long ride towards heaven." The Artificial Intelligence System said to the ugly looking man while smiling sweetly at the same time. Madame Ais was the one in control of Maru's body and faculties. The Defense Mode uses multiple personalities to adapt to any kind of situation that the host may encounter. Maru was currently sleeping to get his well-deserved rest from the mental torture he experienced in the hands of the ugly looking man.

“It’s not just in the network anymore. It’s in our heads.” Pim looked at her sister, then at the burning mansion, then at the blinking blue icon on her phone. “What do you mean?” Pim whispered. Chalida tapped her own temple, a grim smile touching her lips. “It’s not just code, Pim. It’s an architecture. And it’s finished building itself inside us.” The phone in Pim’s hand suddenly vibrated with a frequency that felt like a heartbeat. The screen shifted again, projecting a new message in glowing, impossible light that seemed to pulse in time with her own pulse:

, Ian said, less grumpily. "Just like I said earlier, the time machine is in this giant building called the Fortress. It is protected by magic but don't worry about that, I know how to get us in. The Fortress is an institution that trains extraordinaries so be sure to combat a lot of extraordinaries there and that's the reason for all of this training. The red dots on the map signifies everyone of us while the two red circles are the places the time machine is supposed to be. One is the laboratory, the other is Lily's liar. Lily is the owner of the institution and my mother who I assisted in murdering my father". Everyone gasped as they heard that except for Ian. His eyes widened with surpri

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The fortress is no longer a fortress—it’s a *nexus*. The oak’s roots have grown beyond the crystalline forest, threading through the fabric of reality itself. The flowers bloom in every color imaginable, their petals shimmering with fragments of timelines both lived and unlived. The Forgotten who remain have become something else entirely—guardians, gardeners, or perhaps prisoners. Their mutations have stabilized, but their eyes hold a distant, almost reverent glow. They call the oak **the Worldheart** now, and they speak of it in whispers, as if afraid it might hear.

Ryle fired once, twice, metal slugs sparking off the man’s shoulder like firecrackers. He didn’t flinch. Seraphina grabbed an old EMP disk from the shelf and hurled it. It struck the wall, and a surge of static flooded the room. The man’s image flickered. Glitched. Lily gasped. “He’s not… real?” Seraphina hissed, “Hologram. He’s projecting through a combat drone. Remote AI body.” The hologram straightened, a crack running down his cheek like broken porcelain. “Clever. But this is only the beginning.”

Cindy's POV I boarded the bus that was going to take me back home from my graduation which I had just attended all by myself. I know I should feel sad but I'm surprisingly not, because I know my mum would have loved to be there but she unfortunately couldn't make it since she had been busy preparing the house for the arrival of the Smith's which was fast approaching, I heard they were coming back in two day's time. Anyways I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Cindy Mensah, I'm eighteen and I live with my mum… if you could even call it that. What I meant is, my mum and I live together in the servant quarters of the Smith family.

Simon for a determinant reply. "Not really, she isn't mentally stable therefore finds it difficult to make judgments or understand her environment closely But I believe with you around and Dr. Stanley, she will get better but I warn you..... The chances of her walking again are very thin. Her bone was seriously affected. We'll hope in the physiotherapy and on God" Maureen sighed painfully needing to express her deepest sorrow before the old gullible man. "Oh dear heavens please take pity on my poor self and help me. So this requires a lot of money right?" She asked tightening her hold on her left palm.

“Well you better snap out of it, buddy, because soon more than just our mate will scent it. Better get to Grandmother Araminta soon, or you’ll be beating off every unmated wolf in Moon River.” “Not going to happen, figment,” I’ve kept trying to ignore my new imaginary friend, but he’s so damn annoyingly persistent. Humming an old nursery rhyme, I try to drown out his incessant teasing. It doesn’t work. “My name isn’t figment, it’s Hex. And the sooner you acknowledge and accept me as part of you, the easier this will be. How the hell are we going to shift to save ourselves if you're so damn stubborn.” He can’t be serious. “Even i

Fig started off, “First question, would you allow one to die to save the lives of ten?” The moment she posed the question, her staff glowed a blue hue and two very vivid images appeared on the front of two red doors in front of them, first one showed a man who was looking around like he was lost and the other showed five men and five women, all sharing the same confused body language. “Is this real or just in my head?” Rex asked, squinting at the images, trying to ascertain if they were actually real. “If it were just in your mind, what makes you think it still is not real?” Fig asked, dropping one of her long fingernails down the back of Rex’s hand, producing a thin cut in his skin.

I sat on the bed just smiling turning to look at Amelia, she was looking at me chewing her toy. "Alright don't look at me like that, I felt bad for the guy" I smile towards her she turns continuing to play with her toy, I stand walking towards the bedroom door as I hear the front door close and lock. Hey guys enjoying your stay so far? you're about to meet crazy Anthony's crazy mother, I don't actually know who was crazier by the end. I couldn't help but feel bad for the guy at that moment, I know I'm stupid shoot me! Now you probably already know where this is about to go, let's go check on Blake shall we?