AN: Hey guys! Like I said, here's the start of my rewrite for my story Back To The Past. The original version will be left up, but I will be putting a link to this version so people read the new one ;D
Nothing has changed in these last 4 years, I still don't own Trinity Blood, X-men, or any of their respective characters. I do however own a few OCs which appear in the story. :)
Please enjoy, and tell me what you think! 3
Year 2102, Toronto, Canada
Heavy footsteps and shouting could be heard all throughout the stark white UN military base as soldiers searched frantically for the missing subjects. It had been over an hour since the report came in that the four of them had been lost during the trek back to the base from the outpost.
Troops were being sent out into the blustering winter night in small search parties, as a few stayed behind to radio everyone in the off chance they found their way back to the base on their own.
A large, gruff, man was stomping through the brightly lit hallway with a scowl on his face. People were scrambling about, all around him, and it was giving him a headache. He quickly grabbed a passing soldier by the collar of his uniform.
The small built soldier let out a yelp as he was yanked backwards, "G-General Hall, Sir?"
Hall glared down at the man before pushing him back, "have you half-wits still not located the damn rats?"
Stumbling, the man quickly stood up straight and saluted as he stuttered out an explanation, "N-No Sir, I'm afraid that with the blizzard out there, finding them is proving to be difficult. The storms interfering with the signals, so we can't get a lock on their tracking devices."
The irritation began to grow evident in the Generals face as he listened, and when the soldier finished he had to keep himself from taking out his frustration on the man. He quickly turned and continued down the hallway as he muttered through clenched teeth, "When I get my hands on that stupid rat, I'm going to pound his skull in!"
Year 2082, United Nations HQ: London, England
With the most recent population boom, the world had convened to discuss once again their plans for solving the ever growing problem. It had been decided years earlier that the UN would be in charge of the project. Their mission was not a simple one. They were to send a group of specially trained forces to Mars. This group of people would build a colony on the surface of the planet, and soon thereafter the people of Earth would be able to migrate to the colony. Hopes were that in just a few decades time after arriving, the colony would be able to support itself with state of the art technology that allowed the colonizers to not only breath on the surface, but to grow food in the red soil.
Of course, such technologies were still in developmental stages, and the UN lacked personal that were capable of leading the colonizers and insuring that all went smoothly; all the while staying loyal to the entirety of the UN, as opposed to one single country.
Discussions, on what could be done about all of the problems present in seeing the newly named Red Mars Project through to its end, lasted for days with little agreement on the more pressing matters. All of the countries present wanted the most fame and glory from the project, and were hot headed as they fought over who would claim what as their own design. It quickly seemed apparent to many that the problem would not be solved unless everyone could take claim and benefit from the actions.
During the longwinded discussions, a scientist from Germany had proposed an idea to the UN. He stated, "If we cannot find someone with whom to place our trust in as leaders, why then, do we not create leaders whom know loyalty only to the UN?"
Everyone seemed greatly interested in the proposition, and soon they began asking questions on how this could be done in a short enough timeframe that would allow the RMP to go on as previously scheduled.
The representative from Germany proposed that the UN fund and create Test-Tube babies; a practice that had been made illegal many years prior, because of the population crisis. By having these children created, they could raise them to be the leaders they needed.
The head of the UN decided to give the proposition a chance, and allowed countries loyal to the UN to begin their attempts at creating advanced humans that could lead the project.
For the next six years, the UN was presented with nothing but failed experiments. All of the children created either did not meet the required standards and were disposed of, or died from complications.
Because of this, the world began to grow weary of what the UN was doing, and many were beginning to protest their actions.
Until, however, there was finally a successful experiment. Two children completed mere hours apart in time; with the exact same genetic code.
Citizens of Earth began to regain their hope, and protests ceased to a halt with encouraging words from the UN and promises that one day all of the world's problems would be solved through the use of the two small boys. Adorned with the name Nightlord, they became the hope of the world.
AN: Chapter 1 will most likely be up tomorrow, unless I manage to finish writing it tonight. ;D
Thanks for reading the intro! Stay tuned, and dont be afraid to ask any questions you may have!
