A New Core

                                                                     

Author's note: This is my first story on here so I might continue it. My grammar definitely isn't the best and I'm hoping it isn't the worst, so bear with me. None of these characters are real. If they have the name of an actual person, alive or dead, well...my bad. I came up with these in my head so I apologize if these are anything like that. I've already got some ideas in so I have the first couple of pages planned but after that...I'm not sure. IF you guys like it, I'll continue but if not then oh well. constructive criticism is really appreciated, so if you want to tell me something like that, go for it. I have a habit of using to many commas randomly. I don't know why, but I do. So yeah.....here we go!



A New Core



Chapter One

Change and reflections



         There was a man in a white lab coat. I woke up shortly after they moved me into this room. “What can you tell me of that day mister Brenton?” Asked the man in white. I paused for a second to gather my surroundings. “James Brenton” I groaned trying to move around. “Please don't move James. With that thing in your arm I don't want to damage your body anymore than it already is.” That's right, Meri and I were walking when something came down and hit me! I can't even remember how long it has been since the incident.

         “James. I know your probably in shock from being moved but don't worry. We will take good care of you.” said the doctor. “Thanks doc, by the way, what is your name?” I answered. He glanced around as I saw some of the other lab coats shrug and some nodded their head. He smiled and quickly responded “Well, I guess I could show some respect. My name is Doctor Lucien Guile. I was the one how came to grab you when the object hit.” Something wasn't right. Don't get me wrong, he was nice and all, but something just didn't feel right about him. He seemed too happy to have found me. And he gets all giddy when he starts talking about this rock, wait, I mean object as he calls it, that hit me. Besides, he was kinda old. He was bold, had round glasses on, he was your stereotypical scientist.

         His voice completely changed from friendly to dark and serious. “Before we begin, James, I would like to have your consent on something.” I looked at him with a puzzled expression. “Sure, what is it doc?” I answered slowly. I felt like it being a serious question I should answer it cautiously. He looked back at me with that old smile and it didn't seem so bad but I was mistaken. This was only the beginning. “The object that hit you. It's something me and my team have been looking into as we are the only one that has been granted the rights to look into it. My question to you, is, would you donate your body to science for this cause?” His smile faded and he was serious again. I thought long about it. He told me I could take all the time I needed because this would be a big decision for all of us. He walked back behind the glass to talk with the other scientists occasionally looking back at me to see if I had decided. I don't know about you, but a decision that can change something big is pretty hard to make. I'd say I took an hour before they offered me lunch and a drink to think on it. About that time they did I had decided. “Hey, doc!” I shouted to see if he could hear me. He did. He chuckled as he responded. “No need to yell, James! We can hear you through the intercom in that room. But what is it? Have you decided?” His glare came down on me. That chuckled and smile was gone. It was back to being dark. There is something about this thing in my arm. But, I've already made the decision and I wasn't going to turn back. “Yeah. This will be going to science, right? It'll help people? Then yeah. I'll do it.” He had an awkward grin as he turned away. “Good, now if you don't mind, we have preparations to make.” The whole team of scientists were smiling and cheering. I guess I did a good thing. I'm not sure right now.

         This whole time that these preparations were taking place, it gave me time to think. Time to think about Meri, life back home, and other things but I am mostly worried about her. I know she said that she'll stay. Don't worry, James, I'll be here. Don't worry about how long it takes, I'll be here. The words still ring in my head. I looked down at my hand to see if the ring was still there. It was still on my left hand, on the ring finger. We haven't been married long but our relationship had lasted twelve years and I popped the question about one year ago. I sat there quietly as the clocked ticked away. Soon it sounds like someone was pounding on a wall each tick. Everything was getting louder. This would be one of the first nights that I had decent sleep in a whole year.

         The next day came quick. They seemed to have moved me yet again except I was on a operating table. There was a machine lined up with my arm and it was the same thing for the other arm, there was also a bigger part of this machine right where my chest is. I woke up quick and I was calmed down by a female robotic voice. I saw Doctor Lucien in the window with concentration on me. I felt a little bit safer. “James. Are you ready to do this? I'm giving you this one last chance to back away and recover.” He was looking at me with concern in his eyes. I couldn't tell if it was for my health or the fate of the project. “What if I choose to recover? What about this thing in my arm?” I answered back. I was waiting for his reply when a saddened look crawled onto his expression. “We won't be able to do anything about your arm. It will be stuck in that spot forever. I wish I had a better answer, James.” He looked away in disappointment. It must be that he can't fix it. “Doc, It's okay! Look, if I choose between being a freak or a lab rat...I'm going with lab rat! Plus, I get to help people! Don't worry, Lucien, I'm staying.” His happiness came back. He looked around, touched some buttons and looked down at me. I nodded back at him. He leaned down and the intercom chimed in. “Attention Project team. This is Project lead and head Doctor Lucien Guile. All available hands please come to the Project-E room. We are about to commence with Exodus. I repeat, all available hands are to come into the viewing room of Project-Exodus. We are about to commence.” I looked around as footsteps began to shuffle in from all sides above me. In about three minutes the room was dark and silent. I heard his voice again but this time it was different. It was greedy, dark, and selfish. “Commence Exodus.” The darkness was still there, I could only hear the loud rumbling of the machine I was being encased in. A light flashing orange about my head began to light up. Project-EXODUS in process. Tonight in this machine is where I was changed. Almost everything about me.

         I felt myself being lifted into the air by the machine. My arm with the Celestinite in it was being lifted. My heart was racing, something was being pushed into two other places in my arm. It was two other pieces of celestinite. The scientists watched in horror and the machine plunged them into my arm. At that point, I couldn't feel anything. I was numb either from shock or maybe from blood loss. I just hung there in pain, unable to think. I could hear my bones in my arm being crushed as each piece was slowly jammed into my arm. He was right, there was no turning back. I either die or turn into something they would want. “Please! Please stop this! He can't take it! You'll KILL him!” One of the scientists, a young female, was grabbing Lucien. She was pleading for him to stop. She looked at me and I tried raising my head to see what was happening. I made eye contact and she  fell to her knees crying. She couldn't take anymore of it. Lucien wasn't listening, he was here for what he wanted. After my arm was filled with more celestinite I felt myself being flipped over so that my left arm was in the machines grasp. It was the same thing. Three large pieces of celestinite piercing my arm. Each piece entered one at a time. I felt heat from the rock so I couldn't bleed or bleed out even if I wanted to. It finally came to a stop. I felt myself being flipped around to face the audience again, I saw the same girl. She stared in complete fear as the main arm in front of my chest whirled up to high speeds. Not only could I hear this one but I could see it. It was different from the rest. It was red hot with a yellow core that seemed to move. I tried closing my eyes but I couldn't I was afraid that I would die even though I wanted too. I felt its heat and it wasn't even close. What felt like hours only occurred in seconds unlike the ones in my arms which took minutes. The one in front of  me span to the point that you could hear the wind being circled around it. The last thing I saw at that moment was the girl, slumped over closing her eyes and covering her ears. The last thing I knew of was a loud boom and I felt heat in my chest, right in the middle. It was barely touching my spine and that's when it got even worse.