Well, this turned out better than I expected.
I don't know WHERE I'm going with this anymore.
*sigh*
Well, I hope you readers enjoy/ed it! I had a bout of writer's block for a while there, combined with a bit {Read: A LOT!} of stress durring the week.
I'll TRY to make some sort of sembelance of a new routine with this next chapter.
*sigh*
_DT
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Sayonara Babylon! CHAPTER FOUR!
CHAPTER FOUR: ROUTINE BANISHED! Revival of Lost Plans!
T.s. glares at the canister, all round and...shiny. "So...You found this thing in space weeks ago?"
A.I. chirps affirmatively. "Yup yup!"
M.D. blinks. "And it fell on the guys chasing us?"
D.T. Nods. "Yes."
T.s. the points to the canister. "This was falling THROUGH the atmosphere, and we were driving towards it's touchdown?"
A.I. laughs. "We were going to stop just short of the blast range!"
M.D. blinks. "And it fell on the guys chasing us?"
D.T. nods again. "Yeah."
T.s. kicks a piece of metal that seemingly was torn off of the canister, yet, seemingly did not. "And it's in ONE solid piece, even after chunks of it got torn off during re-entry?"
A.I. nods. "Looks like."
M.D. blinks. "And it fell on the guys chasing us?"
A.I., D.T., and T.s. glare at their doctor. "FOR THE LAST TIME DOC! YES, YES IT DID FALL ON THEM!"
M.D. gulps, then shows the device on his wrist, with six red dots on it's screen. "Then why am I picking up three extra life signs on my scanner?"
"Let me run a system check..." A.I.'s holographic form vanishes for a few seconds, before returning. "I'm picking up three life signs INSIDE the canister, guys!"
D.T. looks at the silvery shiny canister. "Tess, get the blow torch."
T.S. grins. "About time!"
A few minutes later....
T.s. extinguishes the torch, then raises the mask on her face with a grin.
A moment later, the front end of the canister falls loose with a THUD, revealing six smaller canisters wedged inside.
"Okay...so it's like one of those little Russian dolls with more of them inside each other." M.D. blinks. "Why are there six canisters and only three life signs?"
A.I. hovers over towards to one of the canisters, inspecting several burn marks and exposed wiring. "It looks like they got hit by some sort of energy pulse..." She pauses. "...If it happened on other worlds, too, then...."
D.T. cuts the hologram off. "Can we get the survivors out safely?"
A.I. hops to one of the un-damaged canisters and nods. "Yeah! These three are undamaged!"
"Let's get them out of there then, who know how long the life support will last with the casing cut into." M.D. starts as he goes for one of the un-damaged canisters with a life sign inside when it, and the other two undamaged canisters slide out of the main fuselage.
T.s. blinks. "That was easy..."
Then, the canisters split in half with a burst of frost ridden air, and the top halves lift up, revealing a small form inside each canister, however obscured by the frost.
"Or not..." She finishes as the frosty air vanishes, leaving the forms identifiable. Children. No older than six. One boy, two girls.
M.D. blinks. "So...If we go by a two by two pair...then these other three canisters have two boys, and one girl."
A.I. nods. "Kinda sad when you think about it..."
"No doubt." T.s. sighs.
D.T. cuts them off. "Let's just get these three into Doc's office for now. We can worry about their 'life-mates' later, okay?"
T.s. and A.I. nod.
ELSEHWERE_ _ _ DARK AND SHADOW-EY CAVE_ _ _
The video feed from the shadow chaser cuts short abruptly.
"Grrr..."
A gun fires off randomly into the air.
"What was that!?" a female voice shouts. "Seriously: What? Was? THAT!?"
"Oi...do we have to go through this every single time our cruiser gets crushed?" Another female voice asks.
A male voice cuts in. "I'd like to know what that was too. A meteorite?"
"It was probably whatever everyone and their neighbor's been tracking." The second voice starts. "And only the devil knows why."
SOME TIME LATER_ _ _ M.D.'S OPERATING ROOM_ _ _
The sound of a rolling engine brought one of the two girl's mind to attention.
'En...Gine...?'
The cryo-induced coma effects were still lingering in her system, but, she knew enough to know that something was different from the last semi-awake course adjustment she had experienced.
"....I think....waking up!" came a childish voice to the girl's ears. Okay, she wasn't inside her cryo pod, that much was certain for her clearing mind.
"...akey...eggs...ey...ey!!" comes another kid like voice. "...She....right?"
Enough of this, the girl decided as she opened her eyes, not expecting a bright medical lamp to force her to weld them shut again. She groaned.
"Oi, Oi! Don't do that!" M.D. orders as he turns the lamp off, glaring at the other two children, rescued from the canister. "Her eyes are still adjusting like your's are."
The boy, approximately six, had strange, glowing green eyes, and dark brown- near black- hair. The girl next to him, around the same age, had pale white hair, and shining light blue eyes. Both frowned at M.D.'s outburst, and looked to their genetically identical, yet seemingly different, sibling/clone: The girl on the table, who was currently blinking the sleep out her eyes, had golden hair and crystal blue eyes, as bright as the sky itself.
The Boy and the girl nod in understanding. "We understand."
"So...Uh..." M.D. sighs. He was never good with kids. Not that there were that many kids around on Terra Prime now-a-days, considering that the current generation had mostly been kids to begin with. "...I'm Em Dee, The doctor of this here rag-tag team, so you can just call me 'Doc', Everyone does." he shrugs. "What are your names?"
The Boy starts with a monotone voice. "Bio-Ident. Eight-Seven-Six-Four-Two, Em Tee."
"Bio-Ident. Eight-Seven-Six-Five-Three, Em Ar." The girl continues, also monotone, pointing at herself, then to her sibling/clone on the table. "Bio-Ident. Eight-Seven-Six-Zero-Zero, Em En."
M.D. blinks, not expecting the serialized numbers. "That answers a few questions."
"Like what?" the boy and girl ask, back to their normal tone of voice.
"Well...I'd rather Dee and Tess were here and that your...sis...were awake fully before I go explaining." M.D. starts, looking at the oddly named M. Siblings- Calling them 'Clones' somehow just...didn't sound right to M.D- in turn, The Girl (M.N.) on the table, then the boy (M.T.) and girl (M.R.) sitting on the counter. He sighs. "So, what does the 'Em' stand for in your names?"
They blink. "Huh?"
"You know, My name, 'Em Dee', is short for 'Medical Degree'. So, what does the...?"
"Meta-Works Construction." M.T. and M.R. state simultaneously, again, in Monotone, cutting M.D. off.
M.D. blinks again, he'd have to tell D.T. and T.s. about this sooner rather than later.
BACK AT THE CRASH SITE_ _ _
K.I. grins a happy grin as his now-slightly-damaged attack craft comes to a halt. "Oh happy day! Happy Day!"
Wing and Fang however, can't figure out why a sawed in half canister over smoldering wreckage would make their boss so happy.
"Let's get this chained up." K.I. orders, dismounting his seat and walking over to the canister. "We may just have something better than Dee's fancy little compy-puu!" He smirks. "Right under our noses, too..."
As Wing and Fang quickly work to connect chains from their craft to the canister and the wreckage, K.I. notes a camera that had been knocked loose from the shadow vehicle. He picks it up, and notices that it's still broadcasting a weak signal. "We'll see about that."
With a huff, K.I. tosses the camera off into the distance.
END CHAPTER FOUR_ _ _
T.s. glares at the canister, all round and...shiny. "So...You found this thing in space weeks ago?"
A.I. chirps affirmatively. "Yup yup!"
M.D. blinks. "And it fell on the guys chasing us?"
D.T. Nods. "Yes."
T.s. the points to the canister. "This was falling THROUGH the atmosphere, and we were driving towards it's touchdown?"
A.I. laughs. "We were going to stop just short of the blast range!"
M.D. blinks. "And it fell on the guys chasing us?"
D.T. nods again. "Yeah."
T.s. kicks a piece of metal that seemingly was torn off of the canister, yet, seemingly did not. "And it's in ONE solid piece, even after chunks of it got torn off during re-entry?"
A.I. nods. "Looks like."
M.D. blinks. "And it fell on the guys chasing us?"
A.I., D.T., and T.s. glare at their doctor. "FOR THE LAST TIME DOC! YES, YES IT DID FALL ON THEM!"
M.D. gulps, then shows the device on his wrist, with six red dots on it's screen. "Then why am I picking up three extra life signs on my scanner?"
"Let me run a system check..." A.I.'s holographic form vanishes for a few seconds, before returning. "I'm picking up three life signs INSIDE the canister, guys!"
D.T. looks at the silvery shiny canister. "Tess, get the blow torch."
T.S. grins. "About time!"
A few minutes later....
T.s. extinguishes the torch, then raises the mask on her face with a grin.
A moment later, the front end of the canister falls loose with a THUD, revealing six smaller canisters wedged inside.
"Okay...so it's like one of those little Russian dolls with more of them inside each other." M.D. blinks. "Why are there six canisters and only three life signs?"
A.I. hovers over towards to one of the canisters, inspecting several burn marks and exposed wiring. "It looks like they got hit by some sort of energy pulse..." She pauses. "...If it happened on other worlds, too, then...."
D.T. cuts the hologram off. "Can we get the survivors out safely?"
A.I. hops to one of the un-damaged canisters and nods. "Yeah! These three are undamaged!"
"Let's get them out of there then, who know how long the life support will last with the casing cut into." M.D. starts as he goes for one of the un-damaged canisters with a life sign inside when it, and the other two undamaged canisters slide out of the main fuselage.
T.s. blinks. "That was easy..."
Then, the canisters split in half with a burst of frost ridden air, and the top halves lift up, revealing a small form inside each canister, however obscured by the frost.
"Or not..." She finishes as the frosty air vanishes, leaving the forms identifiable. Children. No older than six. One boy, two girls.
M.D. blinks. "So...If we go by a two by two pair...then these other three canisters have two boys, and one girl."
A.I. nods. "Kinda sad when you think about it..."
"No doubt." T.s. sighs.
D.T. cuts them off. "Let's just get these three into Doc's office for now. We can worry about their 'life-mates' later, okay?"
T.s. and A.I. nod.
ELSEHWERE_ _ _ DARK AND SHADOW-EY CAVE_ _ _
The video feed from the shadow chaser cuts short abruptly.
"Grrr..."
A gun fires off randomly into the air.
"What was that!?" a female voice shouts. "Seriously: What? Was? THAT!?"
"Oi...do we have to go through this every single time our cruiser gets crushed?" Another female voice asks.
A male voice cuts in. "I'd like to know what that was too. A meteorite?"
"It was probably whatever everyone and their neighbor's been tracking." The second voice starts. "And only the devil knows why."
SOME TIME LATER_ _ _ M.D.'S OPERATING ROOM_ _ _
The sound of a rolling engine brought one of the two girl's mind to attention.
'En...Gine...?'
The cryo-induced coma effects were still lingering in her system, but, she knew enough to know that something was different from the last semi-awake course adjustment she had experienced.
"....I think....waking up!" came a childish voice to the girl's ears. Okay, she wasn't inside her cryo pod, that much was certain for her clearing mind.
"...akey...eggs...ey...ey!!" comes another kid like voice. "...She....right?"
Enough of this, the girl decided as she opened her eyes, not expecting a bright medical lamp to force her to weld them shut again. She groaned.
"Oi, Oi! Don't do that!" M.D. orders as he turns the lamp off, glaring at the other two children, rescued from the canister. "Her eyes are still adjusting like your's are."
The boy, approximately six, had strange, glowing green eyes, and dark brown- near black- hair. The girl next to him, around the same age, had pale white hair, and shining light blue eyes. Both frowned at M.D.'s outburst, and looked to their genetically identical, yet seemingly different, sibling/clone: The girl on the table, who was currently blinking the sleep out her eyes, had golden hair and crystal blue eyes, as bright as the sky itself.
The Boy and the girl nod in understanding. "We understand."
"So...Uh..." M.D. sighs. He was never good with kids. Not that there were that many kids around on Terra Prime now-a-days, considering that the current generation had mostly been kids to begin with. "...I'm Em Dee, The doctor of this here rag-tag team, so you can just call me 'Doc', Everyone does." he shrugs. "What are your names?"
The Boy starts with a monotone voice. "Bio-Ident. Eight-Seven-Six-Four-Two, Em Tee."
"Bio-Ident. Eight-Seven-Six-Five-Three, Em Ar." The girl continues, also monotone, pointing at herself, then to her sibling/clone on the table. "Bio-Ident. Eight-Seven-Six-Zero-Zero, Em En."
M.D. blinks, not expecting the serialized numbers. "That answers a few questions."
"Like what?" the boy and girl ask, back to their normal tone of voice.
"Well...I'd rather Dee and Tess were here and that your...sis...were awake fully before I go explaining." M.D. starts, looking at the oddly named M. Siblings- Calling them 'Clones' somehow just...didn't sound right to M.D- in turn, The Girl (M.N.) on the table, then the boy (M.T.) and girl (M.R.) sitting on the counter. He sighs. "So, what does the 'Em' stand for in your names?"
They blink. "Huh?"
"You know, My name, 'Em Dee', is short for 'Medical Degree'. So, what does the...?"
"Meta-Works Construction." M.T. and M.R. state simultaneously, again, in Monotone, cutting M.D. off.
M.D. blinks again, he'd have to tell D.T. and T.s. about this sooner rather than later.
BACK AT THE CRASH SITE_ _ _
K.I. grins a happy grin as his now-slightly-damaged attack craft comes to a halt. "Oh happy day! Happy Day!"
Wing and Fang however, can't figure out why a sawed in half canister over smoldering wreckage would make their boss so happy.
"Let's get this chained up." K.I. orders, dismounting his seat and walking over to the canister. "We may just have something better than Dee's fancy little compy-puu!" He smirks. "Right under our noses, too..."
As Wing and Fang quickly work to connect chains from their craft to the canister and the wreckage, K.I. notes a camera that had been knocked loose from the shadow vehicle. He picks it up, and notices that it's still broadcasting a weak signal. "We'll see about that."
With a huff, K.I. tosses the camera off into the distance.
END CHAPTER FOUR_ _ _
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
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