Chapter 1 - Genesis
Submitted March 21, 2007 Updated April 16, 2007 Status Incomplete | An anthro story I wrote. Told from the first person perspective of a mutant in a future earth. His people are being kept a secret from humanity and he must save them from a dominating human millitary.
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Chapter 1 - Genesis
Chapter 1 - Genesis
PROJECT: OCEAN BLUE
Prologue: Genesis
“We hold life to be sacred, but is it so fragile that it can withstand no tampering?”
Chairman Yang, Sid Myers Alpha Centauri
November 28th, 2035
Life is a marvelous gift, but this gift can in theory. Be turned into a terrible weapon. This is the tale of just such an atrocity against life.
I awoke in a strange blue-green world, floating in a fluid of unknown consistency. Where am I? Was the first thought, but it was quickly followed by an even greater question. Who am I?
I could hear voices beyond my liquid prison.
“Look at those vital signs”
“They look strong, not like the others”
“Cross your fingers gents, this one could be it”
I reached forward, and my hand came into view. Blue on top, white underneath. Two didgets and an opposable thumb. A voice sounded in the back of my mind. This isn’t right, skin shouldn’t be blue, life shouldn’t start in a test tube, this is unnatural.
More voices.
“Oh no!”
“What is it?”
“Its mind is racing!”
“Sedative, quickly, we can’t loose this one!”
Those voices, their outside this glass prison. WHERE I MUST BE!
I raised my hand, and clenched it into a fist. I wound up and there, floating in the viscus liquid, let fly a punch at the walls of my glass world.
The glass exploded into a palisade of cracks, and then burst out in long, crystalline shards. Globs of the fluid streamed over the floor and I emerged.
There were crys of surprise and shouts of horror as I crunched over broken glass and stood in the center of the sterile white room. A man stepped forward hesitantly. Pink skinned, scrawny, wearing a long, white coat and holding a clip board.
“What is this place, where am I” I demanded in my most menacing voice.
“Calm down sir, all your questions will be answered in time.
“But why am I here? What is my purpose”
“To serve your masters.” came another voice. It was then that I heard a loud “phttt” sound, and felt a stinging pain in my side. The world faded to black.
Prologue: Genesis
“We hold life to be sacred, but is it so fragile that it can withstand no tampering?”
Chairman Yang, Sid Myers Alpha Centauri
November 28th, 2035
Life is a marvelous gift, but this gift can in theory. Be turned into a terrible weapon. This is the tale of just such an atrocity against life.
I awoke in a strange blue-green world, floating in a fluid of unknown consistency. Where am I? Was the first thought, but it was quickly followed by an even greater question. Who am I?
I could hear voices beyond my liquid prison.
“Look at those vital signs”
“They look strong, not like the others”
“Cross your fingers gents, this one could be it”
I reached forward, and my hand came into view. Blue on top, white underneath. Two didgets and an opposable thumb. A voice sounded in the back of my mind. This isn’t right, skin shouldn’t be blue, life shouldn’t start in a test tube, this is unnatural.
More voices.
“Oh no!”
“What is it?”
“Its mind is racing!”
“Sedative, quickly, we can’t loose this one!”
Those voices, their outside this glass prison. WHERE I MUST BE!
I raised my hand, and clenched it into a fist. I wound up and there, floating in the viscus liquid, let fly a punch at the walls of my glass world.
The glass exploded into a palisade of cracks, and then burst out in long, crystalline shards. Globs of the fluid streamed over the floor and I emerged.
There were crys of surprise and shouts of horror as I crunched over broken glass and stood in the center of the sterile white room. A man stepped forward hesitantly. Pink skinned, scrawny, wearing a long, white coat and holding a clip board.
“What is this place, where am I” I demanded in my most menacing voice.
“Calm down sir, all your questions will be answered in time.
“But why am I here? What is my purpose”
“To serve your masters.” came another voice. It was then that I heard a loud “phttt” sound, and felt a stinging pain in my side. The world faded to black.
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