#commando error

Reg and Error’s shenanigans part 13 !

@exhaustedtech99

Error gasped slightly blinking at his metal hands shaking, he clutched his head trying to calm him self down

The nightmares and the memory's playing over and over again in his mind, the pain from the explosion, the sharp ringing I'm his ears, trying to breath as his lungs filled with blood

And the twisted mind of that doctor. The operation, waking up to a body not his own, the shearing hot pain. hearing his own screams as he saw his body, laying there beside him

He looked at the mirror seeing only the dead man. It was no longer him, he was just spare parts of a man he was, he shook more pulling off  the armour seeing more of the metal more of the enemy

He punched the mirror hearing it crack and fracture

He fell to the floor just trying to think, or just try and do something

But he was a enemy the mind of a clone and a body of a droid

The voices echoed in his mind

"Just a sack if spare bolts"

"Should we even trust him? His mind was with the empire."

"We should just get rid of him."

"Should we even trust him?"

"We should just take him apart."

He held his head tighter, the pain throbbing in his mind

"P-please j-just stop"

its because of her that Error (404 before passing) developed a passion for cooking, she was a Buir to him and her a Buir for the squad. She was devastated when she learned the faint of the Sigmas.

Reg and Error’s shenanigans part 10 !

WIP (depending on motivation) of Error’s backstory