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2004-01-20, 10:04 PM
In this story I am attempting to chronicle the origins of this world we know as Planetside. My sources come mainly from the story line on Sony's main website with of course some artistic liscense of my own. I hope you will enjoy this story, I encourage you to post your thoughts as well as suggestions or improvements. So without further ado, I present to you my six part story, "Another Chance" (stop me if you've heard this one):
Part one: The Wormhole
:::CLASSIFIED GOVERNMENT FILE 0071248:::
“It happened last night. I saw it. Here, from my very window. It took my breath away!”
“Can you describe what it looked like sir?”
“You’re gonna think I’m crazy, but I know what I saw. It was like a river of light that began flowing through the sky. That’s the only way I can explain it and…”
“A… a river?”
“God, I knew this was a bad idea, you don’t believe a word I’m saying do you?”
“Of course I believe you, please lets continue with the interview. What happened next?”
“Well, it began gaining momentum, it was rather faint at first but it began to grow in size and it carried all sorts of other colors with it. It was the most beautiful thing I ever saw in my life. Then all the sudden the light stopped dead in its tracks, but you could tell it still had current to it. It began to well up and it spilled all of its light down out of the sky to the earth. It nearly blinded me. When I came back to my senses the river was gone, and the wormhole was there in its place.”
-“Investigation of Wormhole Phenomena, 4365”
The Wormhole Discovery Project was hailed by the government as a cautious approach to understand the mysteries of the universe, but it was not, by all means a carefully laid out mission. It was more like a head-first dive into waters of an unknown depth. It was largely because of this particular uncertainty that the Terran Republic was very selective in their choice for “volunteers” to lead the expedition. The members of the Military Expedition Force, as it was called, were mere guinea pigs for the project; they were not expected to return safely or even live through the process. Adam knew this and frankly, he didn’t even care. If they wanted him to be the bait on their hook, he was happy to comply. About a half dozen or so other second rate, expendable scientists and researchers had about the same point of view.
There was no time to worry about such things now though; Adam was late for his meeting. He exited his private quarters and turned into a hallway leading to the mission debriefing room. He paused for a moment to watch the sun rise over the horizon of the planet Terra from a space station window. It amazed him that something so simple as a sunrise could bring life to such a deserted and barren wasteland.
“You know, that planet wasn’t always known as Terra.” A voice said behind him. It belonged to an aging historian of whom Adam had not had the pleasure of meeting.
“Hello,” Adam said extending his hand “my name is Adam, Adam Numan.”
“Well, it’s good to meet you Adam. My name is Doctor J. Munin, but you can call me Bert.” They shook hands. “And may I introduce my friend to you, the planet Earth. Well, at least that’s what the early ones called her when she was still young and beautiful. She’s an old woman now, and I suppose she doesn’t deserve such a lovely name. Now we just call her Terra, “the land”, such a plain title if you asked me.”
“I didn’t,” Adam said with a smile.
Bert sighed, “You’ll have to excuse me, I am prone to rambling on about such things… We had better hurry along to the briefing room.”
The mission briefing lived up to its name, it was very brief. They were only instructed in the use of recording and sampling instruments, many of which they had been using their entire life; they were given a list of ground rules, many of which were common sense; and they were fitted for bio-stasis suits and then sent down the halls of the space station to an awaiting shuttle.
As the six explorers proceeded down the corridor, they passed through a formation of accomplished scientists, researchers, and military officers standing at attention. It was quite a reception, but Adam couldn’t help but feel cheated out of a missed opportunity of remaining on board with the “brains” of the operation. It was too late, he could not turn back now.
The doors of the shuttle opened. Adam entered.
The seats were arranged two by two, with an additional two seats at the helm for a captain and co-pilot, Adam took a seat next to Bert and fastened his harness.
“Doctor Munin, it’s been a long time,” said a thin man on the other side of Bert.
“Hello Doctor Eckans, how do you do?” Bert replied jovially. The thrusters kicked in, the men were pressed against the back of their seats.
“Oh, I believe I’m getting far too old for this,” Bert said with a chuckle.
“Yes, I didn’t think it was in your character to sign up for a suicide mission.” Eckans said with a smile and a wink.
“Ha! You would have thought that they were trying to get rid of me.” Bert said, but with noticeably less cheerfulness this time.
“Oh, nonsense,” Eckans said, also without much conviction.
An awkward silence filled the next few hours of their journey. It was impossible to tell how fast they were traveling; the small shuttle did not have windows. There was only a monitor screen that displayed statistics and readouts. Suddenly, the display flickered, Adam looked up in interest as the imposing image of the wormhole appeared on the viewscreen.
“This is Frank, your captain speaking, we are preparing to enter the wormhole. I suggest you say some prayers or find religion--we might meet God on the other side.”
The ship glided through space, drawing ever nearer to the swirling vortex of color and light. As it passed through the threshold of the wormhole, the ship was consumed in a torrent of ethereal light.
2004-01-21, 08:59 PM
Part two: Auraxis
Government Records Database Search...
Query? : Auraxis + colonization
One file found; open? <y/n>
CLASSIFIED FILE 14A32RQ7:
“… I just don’t think it’s a good idea, General. There is something not quite right about Auraxis.”
“I’m afraid that I don’t see what you mean doctor. The planet looks perfect.”
“And that is precisely the problem, the planet is perfect.”
“What do you mean? I thought nothing is perfect.”
“Its just not natural, the planet’s shape… it’s a perfect sphere. Its orbit around the sun is geometrically perfect; the planet’s rotation and revolution cycles remain constant, there are exactly three hundered days per year--exactly three hundered rotations of the planet per revolution around its sun, it’s absolutely inexplicable. The entire planet runs like clockwork, its almost like its not a planet at all, more like a… like a…”
-- Excerpt from a debate concerning Auraxian Colonization.
The ship quaked violently as it entered into the wormhole. Adam soon realized that the ship’s thrusters were having little effect on their course at this point; they were being directed and driven along by the forceful current of a stream of energy. The energy stream appeared to be very wide on the viewscreen and the path snaked along for several million light-years. The ride was now smooth and easy, he barely even noticed that he was moving. “This is the way to travel,” Adam thought. He leaned back in his seat.
Dr. Eckans was talking eagerly with a bearded scientist in the seat next to him named Dr. Heidegger, “Wormholes have been theory for hundreds of years, but the logistics seemed impossible, the math never worked out. Now that I am actually traveling inside of one, I still cannot bring myself to believe in it. I must be dreaming.”
“Yes it amazes me as well.” Dr. Eckans replied.
Adam was too nervous to follow along with their conversation. His mind wandered to the mystery of what lied on the other side of the wormhole. He decided that being alive was enough to give him comfort; for now at least.
The tunnel began to widen and funnel outward. “Well it looks as if we are approaching the end of our journey” Frank said over the intercom, “Brace yourselves, it looks like rough weather ahead.”
The ship began to rattle and shake as they traveled closer and closer to the exit. The ship tumbled out of control, and was swiftly swept away like a log nearing the edge of a waterfall. The ship’s thrusters stabilized the ship; the viewscreen filled with the dark emptiness of space. The were out of the wormhole. Alive.
“Ugh, sorry for the turbulence, gentlemen. Honestly, I don’t have a clue what we’re supposed to be doing now.”
“Captain,” the female co-pilot said in alarm, “My sensors indicate that there is a planet near our location.”
“Where do you see it Jane?”
“Two hundred thousand miles behind us.”
The ship turned to face the blue planet in the distance. The men in the passenger seats were quiet in awe. It was so beautiful and exciting, a new planet within easy reach of Terra. It was too good to be true.
“Err, should we land?” Frank asked in an uncertain voice.
“Of course!” The four scientists exclaimed. They put their pressurized helmets on their heads and waited for the air lock to seal itself closed.
The ship shot ahead towards the planet and passed through the atmosphere like a fiery jet and touched down in a grassy field. The six explorers stepped out of the craft into a stunning and untouched landscape. As Adam stepped out of the craft, he saw with wonder and amazement the beautiful blue sky and white graceful clouds. For the first time in his life he felt at home. Frank had his repeater drawn in-hand, but he looked too astonished at the beauty of the planet to use it. Doctor Heidegger and Doctor Eckans both stood dumbfounded at the wonderful sight of the landscape. And Adam couldn’t help but notice that a tear was running down the side of Bert’s cheek.
“I had dreamed of this day, I knew it would come,” Bert said, “to think, that I am walking on the surface of the virgin Earth.”
This wasn’t Earth, but if it was good enough for Bert, it was good enough for Adam. It seemed even more beautiful than Earth could have ever been.
Jane, the co-pilot, was the only one not gazing in awe at nature; she was preoccupied with a hand-held instrument emitting various beeps as it was turned to and fro. “The air seems to be quite breathable,” she announced “what an incredible discovery, this planet is.”
The six hesitated for a minute. Adam removed his helmet and inhaled the planet’s fragrant air deeply. The others soon followed his example.
Adam felt the warm, soft sunlight beam down on his face. He felt the cool gentle breeze blow through his hair. “This place is heaven, its paradise!” he exclaimed and fell down to rest in the fresh cool green grass.
The others laughed. It was true, by all ideals and definitions, this place was perfect. And for the time being, it was all theirs.
“Jane, are we the only ones here? Are you detecting any other forms of life or technology on the planet?” Frank inquired.
“Aside for the crew and the ship, we are the only intelligent life and technology here. However, I am getting a strong energy source reading from that mountain range over there.”
“That’s a relief,” Frank said and he put his pistol back in the holster on his belt clip. “I suppose we had better go and check it out soon though.”
“I think we ought to rest first,” Bert said looking at Adam, who was peacefully sleeping on the ground.
2004-01-24, 03:45 PM
Part Three: Life and Knowledge
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
The early morning of their landing drifted easily into mid-afternoon, the sun was shining placidly overhead of the explorers as they hiked towards the mountain range. As they made their way through the plains, Frank had one hand on his repeater at his side and Jane had an array of instruments clipped onto her belt, which was characteristic for both of them.
“Say Jane, did you send all of the planetary data back to HQ?” Frank asked.
“Yes sir, it’s all taken care of. They should receive my transmission in approximately two days.” Jane replied.
Adam was following closely behind these two humming to himself, the three doctors (Heidegger, Eckans, and Bert Munin) walked at the end of the line, side by side. They were arguing amongst themselves what could be done with a discovery of a planet as revolutionary as this.
“Imagine the limitless resources that this planet contains! Mankind would never be starved for food, energy sources, or materials again. We could live in prosperity for ages and ages to come, man could be greater than he has ever been before!” Dr. Eckans claimed.
“This planet is more importantly a treasure trove of scientific discoveries. It needs to be studied and analyzed.” Dr. Heidegger replied.
Adam joined in, “This planet is more than just a mine to excavate resources from and a book from which to gain knowledge, it’s an opportunity for another chance at life and humanity. We can live here and go back to the past when times were simpler, people were free, and we all lived peacefully.”
“When did we ever live like that?” Heidegger asked with interest.
“There was a time I have heard of when people lived in a place without sin or death," Bert said with sadness in his voice, "Then something terrible happened, and they had to leave. Of all the histories I have studied, it is the saddest one I have ever read.”
After walking a few hours more, the explorers reached the mountain range. The countryside was stunningly beautiful and it seemed to rejuvenate the travelers instead of making them weary from their journey. There were so many plant species and land formations the scientists noticed as they were walking, yet in all of their variety, none of them seemed foreign or alien in nature. They all felt remarkably at home, especially Adam.
“The energy signal strengthens over in this direction,” Jane said pointing to a piece of equipment she was holding in her hand.
The six walked through a strange formation of rocks and came to a cave.
“I suppose we’d better take a look,” Frank said drawing out a flashlight and his handgun.
“Wait one sec, I’m getting a strange reading from in there.” Jane said with caution.
“What is it?”
“It seems strange, but my indicators are telling me that there is a large amount of high-level technology in there.”
”I thought you said that we were the only ones here!”
“Well I guess I was wrong, there is an unmistakable signal of technology coming from that cave.”
“Any readings of life?”
“None that I can see.”
“You four had better stay back,” Frank warned, “I’ll try to investigate.” Frank cocked his gun and steadied it with his hand holding his flashlight.
Adam and the scientists moved to the front of the cave to get a better view.
Frank carefully entered the cave shining his flashlight back and forth, looking for signs of danger. The crystalline cave gleamed where the beam of his flashlight passed. The walls of the cave were covered in nitre, giving the cavern an otherworldly appearance.
“It’s all clear!” Frank called from the back.
The cave lit up with light, Frank turned to find Jane walking behind him holding a lantern. The rest of the group followed.
“I thought this would be helpful,” She said.
“What don’t you carry with you, Jane?” Frank asked.
The explorers cautiously turned a corner in the cave. Light slowly filled the crystalline room. Two large artifacts stood in the center of the room. The one to the left was a large column with a series of lights and switches with what appeared to be a hologram projector in the front of it. The machine on the right was a strange looking glass tube supported by a base with a door opening in the front.
“What the hell are those?” Frank asked.
“Not sure, but I’m guessing that we are not alone here,” said Adam.
“The one on the left looks like a large supercomputer,” Jane said. She walked toward it and withdrew a REK and began to access the computer’s mainframe. Holograms of strange machines appeared from a projector. The images appeared to be blueprints of some alien technology.
“That’s incredible!” said Doctor Heidegger, as he came closer to the hologram.
“What is that thing on the right?” Doctor Eckans asked.
“Let’s check and see if it’s in the computer’s database here.” Doctor Heidegger suggested.
Sure enough, it was. A large sized replica of the tube appeared in the blueprint hologram projector. Internal workings and details of the machine were displayed. The scientists gathered around the hologram and referenced back to the actual machine, studying both for a long time. A good deal of time was spent shouting out observations and speculations about the machine.
“So that black panel to the left must be a DNA receptacle.”
“Look at this piece right here! It must be a matrixing circuit.”
“What do you think these bio-analyzers are wired to?”
“Wow! I’ve never seen an energy coupler of this quality!”
…but it was Doctor Eckans who reached the final conclusion as to what the purpose of the machine was, “I’ve got it! This machine uses cloning technology to restore life to organisms that have died. It grants the user immortality! We need to test it out...” Eckans looked around the room, his gaze rested on Adam. “Adam! You would be perfect to try it out, imagine the power that you could achieve! You would be stronger than any mortal man who ever lived!”
“No, I do not think that that is such a good idea.” Adam said nervously.
“But you must! You could live like a god! You could be immortal and all powerful! All men would bow before you! There would be nothing outside of your power!” Eckans declared.
“No, I can’t. That’s not right!”
“Are you crazy? Think of what this could mean for humanity,” Eckans continued with frenzied speech, “Remember your dream Adam? We could all live like we lived in the past. Without war! Without sin! Without death! Do it! For the good of humanity, do it!”
Adam imagined a world where everyone lived in peace and harmony, the vision somehow brought him happiness. He walked up to the black matrixing panel and pressed his thumb against the display. The machine clicked to life, the panel began to glow, Adam could feel energy being drawn out of his body as it was being stored inside the machine.
When it was over, Adam felt different. He felt like he was now a part of this world, a part of this machine.
“How do you feel, Adam?” Eckans asked.
“Not bad I guess.” Adam said slowly turning around.
At that moment, Doctor Eckans seized the handgun from Frank’s holster, and leveled at Adam.
“Wait! NO!!!!!” Frank said as he struggled to restrain the mad doctor.
"Oh God, Adam, No!" Bert screamed.
Adam fell to the ground, with a bullet through his head. The sound of Eckan’s maniacal laughter echoed through the cavern. Adam closed his eyes and the world went dark.
2004-01-24, 09:33 PM
Part Four: Banned from the Garden
:::Government Electronic Transmissions Database:::
To: WormholeDiscoveryInitiative @ TR.gov
From: JaneNavu @ TR-Military.gov
Subject: Military Expedition Update #3
It’s hard for me to describe what happened after our team discovered the technology in the cave, it all happened so fast and it still troubles me deeply. However, I feel that it is best to write this record down while it is still fresh in my memory. Dr. Eckans had been correct in his assumption about the so called “Spawn tube”, it was, as he guessed, a device used to bring people back from the dead.
In order to test his theory, he persuaded a young member of our crew, a scientist by the name of Adam Numan, to test the machine for him. When Adam stored his genetic material in the matrixing panel, Eckans turned violent. He grabbed Frank’s pistol and killed Adam. A struggle proceeded, but Eckans was able to fend off Frank and hold us back at gunpoint. We were forced to sit back and wait for the results of his twisted experiment. But then, Doctor Bert Munin became very disturbed by Adam’s murder. He said: “You monster!” and threw himself at Eckans. Munin was able to pin him down and prevent him from firing the gun. Frank and I came to help, but at that very moment, Adam reappeared from the chamber.
Eckans cried: “Haha! It worked,” as Adam came out of the chamber naked and coughing violently. This distracted Dr. Munin, and Eckans was able to kick him away and shoot him in the side. Frank ran up to Eckans and kicked the gun out of his hands. As the gun was flying through the air, Eckans went on a mad dash to reach the spawn tube. In doing so, he knocked the lantern over and broke it, making the cave pitch dark.
All during this time, Adam was crawling around disoriented and afraid. “Where am I?” he asked. “What am I doing here?” and he took off out of the cave.
You can imagine the present confusion we were in. Had it not been for Frank’s quick action that evil man would have reached the matrix panel. He was able to find the gun on the ground and he turned on his flashlight and searched the area for Eckans. He saw Eckans crawling on his belly trying to reach the tubes. Frank walked up to the pathetic creature and put three shots in his head.
Frank went to go find Adam, while I tried to find Dr. Heidegger.
Adam was found hiding behind a tree.
“Can you help me?” he asked Frank, “I don’t know where I am.”
Frank gave him his clothes and he reminded him of his identity, which came back to him slowly.
As for Doctor Heidegger, I found him carrying Bert Munin outside of the cave and tending to his wounds. Despite his best efforts at treating Munin, he knew that he would die very soon. He kneeled down next to him and said: “Bert, I’m so sorry. I can’t save you. The only way we can keep you alive is if you use the matrixing technology. It’s the only way you can live.”
Bert smiled and said in a rasping voice, “Damnit Heidegger, if that’s the only way I can live, then I’d just as soon be dead.”
With those last words, he closed his eyes and passed away.
- Captain Jane Navu
…20 years later…
Suddenly Adam became aware of himself. He heard the sound of doors opening.
‘A familiar sound,’ he thought to himself, ‘but where am I, who am I?’
A voice chip implant played in his ear, “Welcome back Private First Class Adam Numan of the New Conglomerate.”
‘Aha! That’s it! I remember now, I am Adam Numan! What the heck is the New Conglomerate though?’
His vision suddenly came back to him, blurred as it was, but it soon cleared. He looked down and saw a blue uniform; he felt a sense of pride.
‘Of course, the New Conglomerate, how could I forget?’
He ran up to the equipment terminal in the tower and took his favorite load out, which included reinforced armor, a Phoenix missile launcher, and a Gauss assault rifle. He was ready to go.
‘Purple? Why is the tower turning purple?’ he thought again.
He saw banners on the wall change from a majestic eagle to that cursed symbol of the Vanu Empire.
He remembered now: ‘Damn Vanu, I’m gonna kill those Barney assholes.’
He ran up the stairs and searched around, he didn’t see anything. He pulled out a REK and began to rehack the tower. Just then, an agonizing pain split his back. He turned around and saw a floating bluish light. He brought out his gauss and sprayed the area. An infiltrator decloaked and fell to the ground, dead.
“Your best is my worst!” Adam said triumphantly and turned to hack the tower. It turned blue.
‘Much better,’ he thought, ‘but I wonder what that Barney infiltrator’s name is, man I sure owned him.’
He looked for dog tags on the infiltrator. They read:
CPT. JANE NAVU #49338
‘Hmm, what an interesting name. I had better take a look around outside.’
He exited the watch tower and was met face to face with a Terran Reaver. He narrowly escaped a volley of rockets by running back inside the tower.
‘Damn Elmo. What a noob.’
He opened the door slightly and aimed his Phoenix out the opening. He fired a rocket and guided it right into the underbelly of the Reaver. The pilot was forced to bail out.
‘Haha! I showed him. Now to finish the little bugger off.’
Adam equipped his Gauss and ran out to track the pilot down. He would have to use surge to catch up. He activated the implant and tore after the pilot who was wearing only agile armor with a nano dispenser in his rifle holster and had a repeater in his hand.
The pilot turned and rolled, shooting Adam with his pistol as he came to a kneel.
‘Man this guy’s accuracy is deadly. I can handle him though.’
He leveled his Gauss and unloaded a clip of ammo into the pilot. The pilot slumped over to the ground, struggling for breath.
“Haha! Too easy!” Adam said with pride.
“Adam is that you?” the Terran pilot asked.
“How did you know my name you filthy Elmo?”
The pilot coughed up blood and died.
‘Man his face is familiar.’
Frank. Jane. Bert. Eckans. The Cave. The wormhole. The mission. It was all coming back to Adam now.
He took his helmet off and threw up.
Was he doomed to live like this forever? Was he forced to kill his brothers in pointless battles over and over again?
If only he could go back to the way things were before, if only he could go back to the past.
2004-01-24, 09:56 PM
Be sure to check back tomorrow for the final chapter of my story. I have changed my mind about the number of chapters, I was able to edit them down to five to make the story more consise. Hope you like the ending.
2004-01-25, 11:40 AM
Chapter 5: Another Chance
Gates of Paradise
A soldier named Nobushige came to Hakuin and asked: "Is there really a paradise and a hell?"
"Who are you?" inquired Hakuin.
"I am a samurai", the warrior replied.
"You, a soldier!" sneered Hakuin, "What kind of ruler would have you as his guard? You look like a beggar".
Nobushige became so angry that he began to draw his sword.
Hakuin continued: "So you have a sword! Your weapon is probably to dull to cut off my head."
Nobushige drew his sword.
Hakuin remarked: "Here open the gates of hell!"
At these words the samurai, perceiving the master's discipline, put away his sword and bowed.
"Here open the gates of paradise", said Hakuin.
From 'Zen flesh, Zen bones'
Adam picked up his helmet and walked down to the shore line where the hazy sun was setting into the sea.
He thought to himself, ‘You know, it’s funny how something as simple as a sunset could bring beauty to such a barren wasteland.’
He realized that he had said those words once before. It drove him insane with grief. Adam collapsed to his knees. He wanted to forget it all. He wanted to die, for good this time.
‘I had once called this planet “Paradise”,’ he thought to himself, ‘Now I call it Hell.’
Adam yelled out into the sky, “Why are you doing this to me? Why am I here? What did I do to deserve this? You bastard! Speak to me!”
He wasn’t necessarily talking to God, he wasn’t necessarily talking to the ancient Vanu who had created this twisted planet, he was talking to anyone who would listen.
Adam waded into the water of the ocean, the tide rolled in and out, washing past his knees. As he walked, he sank to the bottom and knew no more.
Adam awoke in a new place, a different place; this did not make him nervous, merely curious. He could not see anything around him. He was surrounded in a white light, and was without a visible body.
“Where am I?” Adam called out into the void.
“Nowhere,” said a voice.
“Who said that?”
“What do you think this is? Some kind of joke? I want answers, dammit!” Adam was infuriated now.
“Well I suppose this wasn’t meant to be a joke, but it sure is turning out that way. You humans never learn,” the voice said again.
“‘You humans’? Who the hell do you think you are anyway?” Adam said angrily.
“We are the Vanu. The caretakers of the universe.”
Somehow Adam wasn’t surprised by this news.
“I hate you,” Adam said.
“I know,” said the voice of the Vanu.
“Why are you doing this to us? Why do we have to be a part of your cruel experiment?”
“It is not an experiment; it is not a punishment, it is simply a lesson in the art of living.”
“By teaching us how to kill each other?”
“No. You have already learned that lesson far too well. What humanity really needs is a lesson in playing nicely with each other. In order to do that, we had to place you on a playground and give you some toys. So you are stuck here in this world until you learn the futility of war and discover how to achieve peace.”
“Then what would you have rather had, that we sit back and do nothing while humanity slowly exterminates itself, or take action by teaching you how to behave?”
“We don’t need your goddamned sympathy!”
“You do not have our sympathy; you have our concern. You have shown us that you are not acting responsibly, so we had to fix it. There are too many imperfections in humanity.”
“Who would you rather we act like? You?”
“Ha! Well we’re not asking for miracles, but yes, a little more like us would do you some good.”
“I’d rather be dead.”
“Really? We can arrange that for you. There is nothing beyond our power.”
Adam paused for a second. Suddenly Adam broke out laughing.
“What’s so funny, Earth creature?”
“‘There is nothing beyond your power?’,” Adam asked with a smile, “I have just realized who you sound like.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Let me guess, you are immortal, you can make all men bow to your will? You are all-powerful and stronger than any mortal man who ever lived?” Adam sneered, “I was once told that I could be the same thing, and I refused because I knew it was wrong.”
“At first you refused, but it wasn’t long before you gave in,” the Vanu voice said with hostility, “Besides, it’s not power we crave, we want peace, and goodwill.”
“The power to make the world a better place?”
“To make a world without war, death, or sin? Well, thanks for acting on the behalf of humanity, but you can take your goodwill and shove it up your ass.”
“Shut up, stupid human, what do you know of these things?”
“Stop trying to play God!”
“We are God!”
“The hell you are! You can’t even see the fault in your own actions. You can’t even recognize that you are wrong. It seems like you are the ones who need a lesson in the ‘art of living’. You make me sick.”
A silence followed. Adam could tell that the Vanu were taken off guard, and were using some time to consider things.
“Hello? Where’d you go? What is going to happen now?” Adam asked.
“That is up to you. We have decided to put humanity’s fate in your hands now.”
“Well, you seem to have all of the answers, why don’t you decide what to do with your species?”
“So I get to choose what happens to the rest of the world?”
“Anything within reason.”
“I want you to fix this mess you made. I want you to make it like we never came to this planet.”
“…We can’t do that.”
“What do you mean you can’t do that? I thought you could do anything.”
“Not even we can bring back the past. We can’t undo that which is already done.”
“Then send me back, I will fix things myself. I want another chance.”
“Are you sure?”
Adam awoke and he was suddenly aware of himself. The spawn tube doors opened.
‘A familiar sound,’ he thought to himself, ‘but where am I? Who am I?
“Welcome back Ad…”
Adam pulled the voice chip implant out of his ear.
‘It doesn’t matter who I am,’ Adam realized, ‘it is only important that I remember what I need to do.’
His vision cleared, Adam looked down at his blue and gold armor. It disgusted him. He took it off and walked outside of the tower.
He was met face to face with a Terran soldier, wielding a mini-chaingun.
“Put your hands up!” the Terran barked.
Adam did nothing.
“Surrender your weapon!” he ordered again.
Adam did nothing.
“What the hell is your problem? Where is your armor? Aren’t you even afraid to die?”
“Not really,” Adam said.
“What is your name soldier? What empire do you belong to?”
“I don’t remember.”
“Are you kidding me?” the Terran asked with disbelief.
“What are you trying to do here?” the soldier asked.
“I’m trying to fix this mess I made, will you help me?”
“Help you with what?”
“Help me end this war.”
The Terran soldier paused, then put his gun away, with a cautious look at Adam.
Adam bowed to the soldier.
To his surprise, the soldier bowed back.
2004-01-25, 09:26 PM
2004-01-25, 11:02 PM
2004-01-27, 08:00 PM
Thanks for reading. If anyone else gave this a read, I'd like to hear what you thought!
2004-01-31, 10:30 AM
2004-01-31, 08:01 PM
went a little too fast at some points in the beginning, overall good. i suggest writing more :D
2004-01-31, 09:38 PM
Yeah, I was afraid I would loose people in the beginning if I wrote too slowly. I hadn't really thought about adding more to the story before, but let me think about it a while before I do. I want to have a good idea of what I'm going to write about before I begin. Thanks for the feedback guys.
2004-02-01, 04:52 PM
You should as more foreshadowing to keep the readers in and guessing.
2004-02-02, 11:54 AM
2004-02-04, 07:47 PM
I have decided to leave this story as it is. I have seen too many people screw up their original version by adding sequels coughthematrixcough. Instead, I would love to hear what you have to say about the story. Did you guys notice the significance behind character names?
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