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This s a thread for members of Taskforce Ecipse to right out backgrounds and short story ideas based on their characters, and moments in those characters lives. The first time they fought crime, who they are, ect. Enjoy:D
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If you've never heard it, you'd think it was gibberish. I did at first, just horrible clicks and moans. Humans make the most odd noises...but then again, where I come from, there is very little noise. You may call me R'yleh, most do. The name bothers some, I find it functional. It's a simple name, the sounds are not unpleasing, and the connotation it brings is...almost explanatory. On the subject of human speech, and my entrance into the nations of this world, I will continue. I do apologize If I become side tracked...English is not easy for me, none of the languages of this planet are, but I shall continue. I first heard human speech in a military hospital in Florida. They were discussing something...someone. None of it made sense, but the emotions were as easy to see as the summer sun. They were scared. It had been...I'm sorry my knowledge of time is rudimentary at best...it had been a long time since I had occupied a physical form, I felt ill and exhilarated all at once. After a moment of self inspection I decided that I appeared to be a female of this species...and after another moment...one of the things, I call them things because at the time that's all they were to me...notice me move. They shrieked and roared and they all came rushing at me so fast! I panicked...I had never panicked before, I had never known fear before then...and I felt it, pure unbridled and overwhelming. I folded space around myself and went someplace high...I don't know why I did that...genetic memory I suppose, the body remembering things that calmed it down, while I raced to protect myself.
Two hours later they found me on the roof, staring at the city around me. It was amazing and bizarre. The architecture was so straight and proud, and the building were so small compared to where I was from. Everything about the was these cities stood was constructed to make you feel...so powerful. I met Lt. Carmichael after that. She was an intelligent woman, with powerful blue eyes. Codename: Psi-Op they called her. She was a military telepath, she helped me get an understanding of the world around me...I watched through the hospital room windows when she had to explain the situation to Abigail Phillips family.
Whenever I enter a body...the person who resides inside, ceases to be. I can not even begin to imagine the pain that must have caused them...at the cusp of their daughter's greatest achievement...her life was taken by a freak cosmic accident. I would like that to be remembered, I am not a monster...I am a being from beyond this existence...what happened between Abigail and myself...I cannot recall. This I do know, she is dead, and I am alive. A week later I met Abigail's brother. Needless to say Lt. Carmichael calling him father only confused me more. Howard, Abigail's brother, was a priest, and a doctor. Moments after meeting him, he did something so profound that I will never forget it so long as I live. He took my hand, look into my eyes, now violet orbs alive with dimensional power, and told me. "I love you."
He went on to explain. "My folks...they're scared that Abi's gone...I've been in here with you long enough to know she is...but I don't hate you for it. I've told people that the lord works in mysterious ways a million times...but I do believe it. I refuse to believe that what happened up there was some alien monster killing my sister, I know Abi. I think she was given a choice...to let you in or cast you out. I can't say I understand it one hundred percent...and it'll be hard to look at you and not think about her, but something...something in that brief moment the two of you shared standing on the edge of existence, made Abi think that you needed this world more than she did...and I'm not gonna ruin that by hating you...I'm going to show you the world that made people like Abigail Phillips, and I'm gonna help you be a part of that world."
I cried...I'd never cried before, and I told Lt. Carmichael that it felt like bleeding to death. She just nodded, "That happens Kiddo, that hurting inside...it's called sadness, you miss a woman you never got to meet, and you feel bad about what happened."
"I do" I said matter of fact
" The boys at HQ wanna run some tests...see what exactly your capable of...see if they're a way you can repay the human race."
"I'll do anything"
"I know Kiddo...but don't worry...I won't let them hurt you okay...the government doesn't do that to aliens anymore. Everything will work out just fine"
I believed her, and despite a few "hiccups" as she calls them, everything has worked out. I want to make this world a better place. A place that deserves people like Abigail Phillips. A place I can call home.
From: Dr. Williams
7/27/2007
James,
It worked!! As amazed as i was when you told me about the process, and incredible as it sounded, IT WORKED!! By combining aspects of DNA samples with the basic molecular formula of fusion technology, we've managed to produce a human clone...cloned from you of course, you lucky *******!! Just think of the myriad of uses this will provide in the coming years!! Anyways im going to keep this short as I have to monitor the project very closely in the early stages of incubation to ensure there are no genetic malformities. Stop down at the lab in the morning and ill go over the data with you...
Lawrence.
10/14/2007
Larry,
I have decided to oversee the next step in the incubation process personally, you and the other techs have done an excellent job up until this point and should expect to be well compensated. There are certain aspects of the imprinting process that I must be absolutely certain of to prepare the project for the growth acceleration. Your faith in my ridiculous ideas have been the basis of a great friendship and now a successful business. I would also like you to run the follow up diagnostics on Gigas as it will only be a few years before "Jr.", as I've taken to calling him, will be undergoing the pilot training courses. Give Katherine my love and the kids as well, I will be in touch with you soon. Thank you my friend
Jim
Dr. James Pelfrey
Project Notes: Year One
Subject showing remarkable aptitude in the beginning stages of coursework. He is already the size of your average 5 yr old boy and is reading, writing, and speaking on a high school level, in English Spansh Japanese and Swahili. Physical Ability is showing signs of developmental issues, I will have to implement subconscious physical stimulation to keep his physical performance at a comparative level. Shortly will begin combat training, mechanical aptitude courses as well as introductory lessons in particle physics. Things are going better than expected.
Year Two
James Jr. is now fully developed out of the growth acceleration and is currently comparitive in size to the average 12 yr old child. Unfortunately the Physical Stimulus did not affect him as thoroughly as i had hoped leaving him a bit smaller than i had expected..which will eventually cause the team to have to refit the Gigas unit to his dimensions. He has graduated out of all the mechanical, scientific, combat and sociological courses I have prepared which will give him ample time to train and become accustomed to using the Fusion systems Harness and visor that I have created for him. The systems in the harness are very similar to the systems in the Gigas unit which will allow him a gradual transition into the piloting system for when the time is right. Its strange to see him...at this age, still processing the life issues and situations of the average kid, but filled with all that knowledge. The Fusion nueral interface that has been grafted to his nervous system will serve as a much more suitable power system for the harness AND the Gigas unit seeing as how it will never have to recharge. Now to assign him to Milennium City and allow him to begin his training. Ill place a call to Defender and see if he can offer a bit of professional guidance. Things have changed in the crimefighting field since the last time i suited up. Jr. if you should ever encounter this information. I love you like a son, and you are my flesh and blood...Please always remember to use the training and skills ive given you to help this world.- Dad
-Blammo- (R'yleh)