Randy - Utopia

The True Andy II

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(Rye's POV)

Andy was fifteen in this, but his voice sounded different, not like the voice of the Andy I met, much darker, older, one could almost say, he sounded broken. And his voice was filled with hurt, so much hurt and hatred, he sounded so angry. It was heart-breaking and he was terrifying, I hated myself for feeling that way, but I certainly would love to see him act like that now, being older than he was back then, because I was sure that it would turn me on quite a lot, 'god, Rye, stop thinking about that, this is disgusting.'

The attacker didn't answer.

"I think you want to feel pain, don't you and I will give you all the pain and so much more," Andy sounded like a demon took control of him, not like the sweet Andy we all got to know.

And then Andy kicked the attacker in the stomach again, pushed the nightstand away and then pulled out a second bed base from under his bed and used some metal clips to keep it in place, connecting it with the wall. After that he moved the attacker to the bed and then lifted him up, which looked really hard as after all, he still was a fifteen-year-old tiny boy and the attacker was a grown, tall and pretty muscular adult and probably weighted more than twice as much as him. Andy breathed a little heavier when he finally got him onto the bed, the attacker tried to defend himself once Andy had put him onto it, but Andy took out a baton and hit him twice with it, before carefully putting it on the beside stand and then walked into the other room and got ropes, which he used to tie the attacker to the bed base, stretching him out in some kind of an x-shape.

"I know it looks like a second bed base, but trust me it's way more than that, it can be used in more than just one way, he can also use that," Alex pointed to a small thing on the one end, "If you use this crank the ends of it move further apart from each other, which spreads everything that is on it. But you will see that soon."

I never thought Andy could do something like that and it only got worse, he used it, always stretching by only a tiny little bit, then using the other things and the more time past the more it appeared like Andy was replaced by some demon and eventually the attacker broke and started to tell Andy everything.

Alex stopped the video, "and he told that Fowler boy everything. More than five full hours were recorded after it and then Andrew told the attacker that he could go back and take his camera with him."

"What?" Mikey exclaimed obviously in a whirlwind of emotions about we all just saw.

"He never returned to us, because he tried to attack the Fowler again and then Andrew killed him."

Alex jumped to a different part of the video, it could be seen, that someone was approaching the video camera and then pulled out a dagger from the body that was lying in front of the table the camera was placed on and turned around to kill Andy, who simply cut the attackers head off and then walked up to the camera.

"Don't ever attack me again."

"That was the end of the recording," Alex said.

"We got the camera back, about a week later, but the camera wasn't a camera anymore, it was a bomb, killing 145 people in one of the big resistance centres, including some with a lot of influence, we could that his parents orchestrated the attack. They got it inside our small post system without us noticing and that way they were able to get into the building, that was enough. They used some crazy high-tech explosive."

"I thought that was an accident," Mikey said.

"Yeah, because that was the official version, we couldn't admit that they were able to hit us that easily."

I was speechless, this was a lot of crazy information that only made the chaos inside of me grow. Of course, I should have expected that Andy as a Fowler wasn't a cute, innocent, small guy, but rather a dangerous, well-trained, intelligent guy. Maybe that should have changed everything for me, but it didn't change things much, of course I realised that he had a dark side too.

"Maybe you finally accept, that you don't need to save him, they won't torture him, they will in all secrecy transport him somewhere safe and then they will let him return and we all will be dead."

"You are wrong," I told him.

"Who knows more about him? You or me? I do, you know nothing about him. I was in the special task force solely meant to eliminate Andrew Fowler."

"You were what?" I asked shocked and angry.

"I think you know, that the resistance is not an incredibly small group, we are many, not comparable to all those that think the Fowlers are heroes. And there is a special one for each of the three Fowlers. Only because you have spent some time with Mr Fowler I am even allowed to talk with you about it, as you are kept secret from most other parts of the resistance those parts are being kept a secret from a lot of other parts."

"Alex, either you shut up now, or I'll throw you out. We only have the information he gave us, so, we are going to use them to try to achieve something in our conquest to free the world of the reign of his parents. Your decision?"

Alex looked at the others, they all looked at him clearly demanding an answer.

"Okay, I am supposed to work with you, so I will do that and we will see what information he has."

"And if you ever think of betraying us, trust me, I am going to do so much worse things to you than you just showed Andy doing to someone."

"I understand," Alex said, "but..."

I interrupted him, "you don't need to say more, first you gotta own our trust, then we might let you decide some things. For now, I tell you what to do."

Alex just nodded.

"Good, now let's get back to actually important things, the box."

The others nodded and we divided the information as good as we could into equal parts, "every single hour is important, so get to work now."

"Alex, you stay here," Alex didn't move, while the others left.

"What do you want?"

"I just wanted to talk with you, I am in command here, we are a small, somewhat unofficial group and you will listen to what I tell you or one of the others. If you try to work against us, I will end you. But I am open to tips and ideas you have. And I hope we can trust you. And now get to work."

I sat down and started to look through what I got from him.

I had a data stick, 'perfect.'

I had to read through some hopefully still intact files.

There were a lot more than I expected, I looked through them trying to find any that could be important.

The first was a list of locations of different factories, "YEEESSSSS."

They had more than I expected and as far as the information went they could have enough to build a new sphere three, maybe four times.

Someone knocked on the door.

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