Shit about to go down.... jk.... just feels~
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Color yawned sitting up in a dark room.
"Momma?"

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.....no response.

The toddler glanced around. He didn't know many things, but this was definitely not his room, or his mothers.
A small twisted lamp, that was set on a desk beside him, illuminated the room in a orange hue.
The light outlined different objects making them look rather alive to the small child.
He let out a whimper and felt around for that soft comfort that was always by his side.
But he felt nothing. Only the sheets that surrounded him.

"....bunny?..." he murmured. He glanced around.
The stuffed creature was no were in sight.
Tears filled his eyes as he realized he was alone.
"MOMMA!!!" He screamed out, tears falling from his eyes as he sobbed.
"Momma.... im scared." He cried.
He curled up in the darkness and sobbed.

"COLOR!!!" 
His head shot up. That sweet inviting, glitched out voice called his name.
It was faint but it was there.
Color dashed his eyes around and spotted the door.
He crawled off the bed and darted to the door.
Standing on his tippy toes he reached the handle.

Locked.
The door was locked.
He could hear his mothers voice calling his name, asking in a very violent way were he was.

"Momma! Momma! Help!"
He cried, his heart pounding.
He felt so helpless and weak.
With his little fist he banged on the door, calling out to his mothers voice.
Suddenly, the door handle jiggled.
He backed up, waiting to see his mother.

The door opened to show a dark figure.
It's violet eyes glancing around the room in anger, a deep growl imitating from it throat.
Not momma....
More tears drizzled down his cheeks.
He let out a sob, alerting the stranger.
It's sharp eyes instantly softened at the sight of the child.
"Oh! So you're the one making all this racket."
He stepped forward carefully.
"Come hear little guy. I'm not gonna hurt cha'."
He knelt down and gesturing to come to him.

Color felt as if he could trust him. He waddled over into his arms still crying.
He stranger scooped him up and cradled him in his arms.
"Were is he! Where's Color."
Errors voice was stronger now That the door was opened.
"M-momma! I want momma!!!" He sniffed reaching out to the sound weakly.
The stranger stared down in curiosity.
"Hummm?"
Color looked up at the stranger with pleading eyes.
Realization flashed in the strangers violet eyes.
"Momma... please..."
The stranger sighed, "Well... ok... but your not gunna like it kid." With that he walked out of the room with Color in his arms.

Colors eyes widened at the vast area in front of him.
He never could imagine a place so big.
He didn't like it.
He nuzzled his face into the strangers jacket giving out a small whimper of fear.
"Hey~ it's ok little guy."
The strangers gruff voice soothed him.
Color glanced around as the walked down a large hall and into a gigantic room.
His mothers voice was loud and echoed from the ceiling.

He smiled happily as they approached the sound.
But it was all in vain.

Another stranger sat on a large sofa, staring into a large round glass orb.
His mother showed through a blue mist inside.
Two other people he had never seen before were with him.
One his momma had pinned to a wall, the other yelling at him to calm down.
"Damit fresh I know you have him! Where's my baby! Where's Color!"
Color looked up at the stranger that held him.
"Why momma in a ball?"
He whimpered in complete confusion.

The stranger on the sofa whipped around at colors voice. His eyes were a bloody red.
"What the hell do you think you're doing with him, Dust?"
The red eyed stranger stood up and stepped towards them.
Dust growled, pressing Color into his chest protectively.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, locking this poor child up, Cross!!!"