Three months later, Abby turned two. But today was going to be a long day, because I have a MASSIVE upgrade today. I was lying on a metal bed in EJ's mini hospital. "Will JarJar be alright?" Abby asked. "Yes, honey he'll be alright," Mom replied.

Come to find out they've been working on me for a week. I was in my own mindscape doing the things I love. Soon though I was waking up on a Saturday. My opticals were different. More advanced and colorized. "Jarod can you hear me?" I hear someone. "W-Who's—" "it's okay," the voice said. "You're finished." The voice sounded familiar. "M-Mom?" I say. "I'm here, Jarod," Mom replied. I sit up to see my legs white. I turn to a large mirror and saw myself(//the picture above//). "Woah..." I mumble. I felt my muzzle and it was no longer soft. I no longer have that tank. "Titanium..." I say. "And stainless steel," Jeff spoke up. I hugged everyone and thanked them for everything.

Something was bothering me though.
I felt off. Like something is going to happen. To me, my family, everyone. I have a feeling that someone or something is going to do something to someone. Later that night I heard a loud boom and tornado sirens afterwards. That boom must've scared them...oh Lord I hope that wasn't thunder...

It was. It fucking was. I check my radar system and I gasp and literally pull myself against the wall in the living room. Something big was coming. A combination of a hurricane, a typhoon, and a F5 tornado system. A perfect storm....

HAHAHA CLIFF HANGER. Sorry this was short but I feel like shit but I promise I'll post later 😏😏😏 I'll try to make it a HUGE chapter next time to make it up