The Story of Nayma (Re-written)

The Story of Nayma (Re-written)

Okay, I will admit. I did write this story before, but I kinda messed it up, so I deleted it, and decided to write it all over again. But to hell with it, who cares if I'm just wasting my time? I not got any time to waste XD

published on May 20, 201438 reads 21 readers 1 not completed
Chapter 1.

Prologue: A New Creation

*Please note, in this chapter, Nayma is only newly created, but her age was set to 11. Don't ask why.*

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I hear a strange whirring noise. Where am I? Who am I? What even is this world? What's going on?
I open my eyes for the first time. Sea blue lights are the first objects I see, attached to the side of a glass case. I'm in some sort of machine. And next to the machine is an overweight man with bald hair and a ridiculous mustache. He wears these strange glasses that cover his eyes, so no one knows what his eyes look like, let alone their colour.
The glass door then opens, and I sit up. I look at myself. I am a black-furred hedgehog with red eyes, and crimson hair.
But then I see a wardrobe next to the machine. The man presses a button and the wardrobe opens. The sight of thousands of beautiful clothing... it's a woman's dream come true to have that many trendy clothes.
The man then looks at me. "So, you're awake."
I glare at him. "Who are you?"
But he doesn't glare back. Instead, he just smiles. "I am Dr. Eggman. I created you, my child."
"Created me?" I ask. I am just a creation? I'm not a pure hedgehog?
"Yes. I created you," is what he says. "Now I need to name you."
I stand up and walk towards the wardrobe, taking no notice of him. So many beautiful outfits. I pick out a red crop top with a grey short-sleeved jacket, a crimson skirt, and red boots. They look so beautiful on me.
"I know," Dr. Eggman says. "I'll call you Nayma."
"Nayma," I repeat. "That sounds... nice."
"Nayma it is then."

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It has been a month since I was created. I have spent most of my time in my room, getting used to the feeling of being alive.
My door then opens, and in walks a purple hedgehog. "So nice to finally meet you, Nayma," he says.
"Who are you?" I ask, backing towards the wall in fear.
"Don't be scared of me," he says. "I'm Domanic. I work here too."
"Work?"
"Yes. Work. Why? Don't you work yet?"
"I've been in my room all the time," I say. "I was only created a month ago. I don't get why I'm not a pure hedgehog. Like you."
"I'm sure the doctor will make you pure soon," Domanic says, smiling.
"Yeah, sure," I reply. "See you." He walks out of my room, still smiling.
Nothing is making sense to me right now.
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on May 21, 2014