Haha! Now that's an excellent result!
Finally, after years of research and development I have invented the Electricity Gauntlet! With this, the user is able to generate electric charges at will, neutron overcharge immunity and it can be equipped with a drill and other things in a toolbox! However, this is just a prototype, and I can only test it on a human, since it is only adapted to a human hand's shape. And no one must know of this experiment until it's completely developed, so I'll have to serve as a lab mouse
Now let the experiment begin!
But before you might want to know about myself, I live in Hokkaido with my mother and father, a prolific scientist and a hardware engineer, respectively. Since I was a child, they home schooled me every day they could when they weren't at their jobs or I wasn't at school, so I became an expert on science, technology and hardware. I even made some invents at an early age; they were simple toys, though. Since some years ago, I started asking my parents for the things they didn't needed at their jobs, and evolved the level of my inventions; I dream of creating a perfectly functional robotic extension for the human body, and use technology to make humans perfect beings.
This time, a revolutionary tool will be known to the entire mankind! The first step towards a perfect world is finally here!
I get the gauntlet on my right hand and take a look at it. It's slightly bigger than my own hand, but still small enough to be portable, that was a trait I barely managed to accomplish. It's black colored due to the fabric cover for protection, has engines and cables all over it and has pointy fingers due to all the tools they can be replaced with. I turn it on, the battery is at full, and the energy core is stable, let us begin.
Now, let's try the electric charge generating, for this, I have to do a simple push. Depending on the needed charge level, the user has to make a strong or light movement.
For safety, I tie some insulating tape at the edge of the gauntlet as an addition to the electrical overcharge security system of the gauntlet. According to my calculations, the electrical resistance of human body is between 100 and 500 W, depending on the individual, and the gauntlet has a voltage low enough so the person doesn't die in case of failure; another development problem on that one. Also, my lab, also known as the house's attic, is as dry as possible, to reduce electric power reactions.
I push my hand lightly to the front. A spark lights and disappears for just a second, and take another push a lot stronger. A big spark with the same color and same time of showing as a result.
Gathering all my strength, I push
A suffering scream comes out of my mouth as my hand's skin is searing and shaking; blue colored electric sparks can be heard. Thanks to the gauntlet's system and the insulating tape, half of the the neutrons' path to the rest of my body is blocked, even though I feel small spikes in my chest, but my hand…
When this is all over, I turn the gauntlet off, my skin feels like it's being spiked and when I try to take it off hurriedly, a pain surge comes over. Its inner fabric is molten to my hand, and if I take it off by force, I would probably rip off my skin. My heart is bumping
Trying my best to not rip it off, I reach to the house's phone and dial the emergency number.
While I'm being taken to the hospital lied on an ambulance, I hear the doctors wondering what was I doing and what in the world was that thing in my hand
"It's my latest invention, hehe, It's called the… I don't know, but I was trying it on myself when… that happened, need to do some adjustments, it's just a prototype"
Yet, still I haven't figured out a name for it, I need to make a list.
The paramedics ask for my basic information, and when they are done, they leave the papers on that part above the wheel inside the car.
First name: Hayato
Last name: Hirosawa
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Bloodtype: AB-
Case: The patient was developing his invention when a technical failure occurred and the device is now sticked to his hand, covered with possible third degree burnings.
So, third degree burnings in my hand, eh? Could've been worse, like for example a heart attack due to the electric overcharge. Speaking of which, a defibrillator could be a good addition to my invention.
"Alright, take the patient to the surgery to take this thing off him and then to the burn ward"
One and a half month later
Taking a deep breath of the hospital smell, I drift in my thoughts
After the first month, when I got out of the burn unit, I was diagnosed with light ventricular tachycardia. Excessively fast heart beatings higher than 90 per minute, with at least three consecutive irregular heartbeats, on normal cases of this ailing, it can be deadly, but since mine is lower, it can be controlled easier and has a lot less risk of a heart attack, with probably a thirty on a thousand chance of death only. I actually saw it coming, cardiovascular issues are a consequence of the body's exposure to electrical shocks, and also during the burn ward I had palpitations, thoracic annoyance, small occasional dizziness, and even passed out once.
Now that's a bigger reason to develop something new, maybe something like a defibrillator combined with a heart rate sensor that triggers when it reaches straight line.
Today is when I get out of the hospital, it's four pm, and it's raining. My parents will be here with the car any second now… there they are.
I run to get in and don't get myself wet, these white leather clothes are very expensive. When I'm in the back of the car, my parents start some conversation. I am grateful they visited on intensive care everytime they could to deliver some things to get me entertained and talk to me, they gave me some books about physics, chemicals, maths and also the school work so I don't fall behind in my studies. About my school, I've never been one of the popular handsome guys, neither the loner one, I just wanted to get it done in my school work by myself so I could make progress on my ideas, also had some friends, but I told them to not send me their regards while I was in the hospital, It's just a waste of money and time for them.
"Mother, father" I greet them as the car's engine is turned on
"Hey, son, how are you?" my mom asks
"Well, I'm fine I guess"
"Oh, we have a present for you in the house, for coming out of that white building" my dad says
Oh? I have always liked the presents of my parents, they almost were like psychics, knowing exactly what I wanted
"Really? Thanks!"
…
When we get to the house, they take me to my room, the epitome of a handy guy. Some dismanteled stuff on my desk with cables, chips and other things. On my bed there's a medium sized wrapped box that must be my present
"Here, it's yours now"
When I finish unwrapping, a red plastic structure with a transparent top is shown, it's a toolbox
"Woow! Thanks, now I don't have to steal your tools!"
"Hehe, also, we'll let you take it to Yamaku"
Eh?
"Eh? Where is that and why?"
"Oh! Didn't the nurses told you?" my mom answers surprised
"Tell me what?"
My parents look at each other and sigh before looking back at me
"Son, according to the doctors, it's the best if you don't return to your old school due to your tachycardia" my dad lays a hand on my shoulder
"The academy is special for the care of disabled students, it's a nice place, we went there before and got a brochure for you" and my mom hands me a pamphlet that says 'Yamaku Academy'
They start talking about all the facilities as I read them, it really doesn't seem like a bad place, even though I won't be in contact with my friends anymore. It seems to be in a small quiet town, connected to the nature, just what I would like to research, a lot of nature specimens to analyze.
"OK, I'll go there"
My parents are taken aback by my answer, I guess they expected some refusal from me, but actually I would like to go there. Also, come to think of it, the population of disabled students may give me a lot of info; it's just some little observation, a quick hypothesis, an experiment and a final product to guess their disabilities. If I can befriend one of them, I can even do something to help their lives, like a hearing gadget for the deaf with music, an outside pacemaker for heart problems and even an environment simulator for the deaf! I am definitely going there
"Yeah, I want to go there, when will we go? I want to be there soon to develop the students! I mean studies!" I am talking hell of fast my parents barely understood
"Uhm, we'll depart in a couple of days, we'll be there by Sunday night. Decide what things you'll take in the meantime" my dad says with a smile
Two days later
We've reached the Academy, my parents said farewell and I get in through the front gate.
Walking through the grounds, I take out my lantern from one of my bags to lighten up the path. It looks like a night paradise, you can feel the entire change of atmosphere between the city and this place, clean air against the polluted air. I reach the boys' dorm building by pure luck and open the door.
I catch my dorm room key from my pocket and look at the paper attached to it
"Room one-one-eight"
The name plates are empty, except for the one next to mine and the one to the front, it reads 'Setou Kenji' and 'Nakai Hisao' respectively. Light shines from the bottom part of room 117, Setou's but I let it past and head directly to my room.
I open the door and flick the lights on; man, this room is so simple and unevolved. Nevermind, I'll just check my things in case I forgot anything
My new toolbox, check
The undeveloped stuff I had on my desk, check
Hardware components, check
And finally… my gauntlet, check
Oh, yeah, and the books, uniform and clothes are here as well.
It's eight o'clock in the night, I guess I can unpack and get it all the way I like before going to sleep
The next day
Waking up to the sound of my alarm clock, I get up and slip on my uniform, it's pretty early, I like to get up this early. I take a look at myself on the body size mirror.
I'm not a very special specimen myself
I am about 5'7, have a slim figure, messy black hair and dark purple eyes due to my purely esthetical contact lenses. My right hand, is now almost entirely black, you can see it smoked. Checking my uniform once more, I pack my gauntlet in my bag with some tools and devices to kill time in class; maybe some time later I'll pack some other stuff to keep myself entertained. Also, I have a hobby of writing my studies of the environment in a small notebook I always carry with me. I get to the room to cook my lunch and get it on a bento for school.
When I get to the door of the front building, I see the first person since I entered these gates.
A guy with messy brown hair that pops out of his head is surprised to see me, analyzing me from top to bottom when he sees me, I do the same.
No notable features, no missing limbs, no signs of any mental disability. Seems that his problem is inside him. Collection of data completed, missing result
I simply shrug at him, who does so as well and we head into the building to find a tall man in a bad posture, he seems healthy and is taller than the two of us, so he's a teacher
"You are, ahm…"
"Nakai" "Hirosawa" we both answer one after another
Wait, he's that Nakai? The one in the same hallway as me? He does the same face, given that my name is also on my dorm's plate now. And also he seems to be a new student, just as me, what a bunch of casualities
"Excelent, I'm your homeroom and science teacher for both of you, my name is Mutou. Welcome"
My analysis was correct. We bow our heads in acknowledgement as he speaks again
"The head nurse asked for a brief check-in visit for you two, but there's no time for that"
"Should we go later?" Nakai speaks for us
"Yes, afternoon is probably fine. We should get going to the rest of the class. They're waiting already. Do you two want to introduce to the class?"
Hmm, if I want to take the best info out of my new classmates, it's essential to gather information of their first perspective of me and another new student
"I will" I say
"Yeah, sure. I mean, isn't that normal?" Nakai answers for himself
"Of course. But not everyone likes to be at the center of attention"
With that, we all go upstairs to the third floor. I'm confident there'll be good data to collect, but even though I can't help to feel nervous a bit. Looks like I'm in class 3-3, as it's what the third door is marked as such. Mutou-sensei opens the door and enters, we stay in the hallway. I begin writing what I've earned in my notepad
"Good morning everyone, sorry I'm late again" Hmm, he's usually late, a new fact
We get in, Nakai and me look like complete opposites, he is visibly nervous and looks around partially while I walk confidently or slightly bored and start the collection
The classroom I spacious and big, a good amount of desks fit in here easily, the desks are standard small wooden desks and metal chairs, simple and effective properties. Now I start the analysis of the classmates
Hmm, not pretty much here, they all look normal, I feel disappointed; a girl in the last row with an empty desk next to her with the longest hair I've seen in my life catches my attention, though. She's covering the right part of her face, and once I look at her, she covers her face with her hands as if it'll make her invisible. Hmm, invisibility, that's a good idea. A guy with a cane, a girl without a hand, another guy without an ear, another girl with a knee band and a girl with prosthetic legs is all that attracts my attention in this classroom of ordinariness. Then again, maybe the most interesting subjects should be in the classes made for blind or limbless people. A girl starts shaking her hands doing weird motion; my mind suggests sign language as the activity. Collection of class data completed. I close my notes
"…please welcome our newest classmates"
Everyone claps except for one girl in the front row that doesn't have a hand; hmm, maybe a prosthetic hand would do good for her. When everyone quiets, Nakai introduces himself and I listen until he's done. Ok, first name: Hisao, hobbies: reading and soccer, attributes: friendly and somehow way too normal. Oh, it's my turn
"Err, and about me, I'm Hirosawa Hayato. I can be described as a part time inventor and scientist. I like to cook, play videogames and create stuff, sometimes to draw manga" When I'm done, I take out my notes again and write their reaction, as a simple fact, I'm left-handed
Subjects look impressed, they show curiosity and some are demonstrating signs of stealth talking, or whispering and throwing glances at me. This should be enough. Those likings are true, I like to cook, play online games and draw manga when I'm tired of my research. Everyone claps again after a get along speech from sensei and he turns to us
"We'll be doing some group work today, is that okay with you?"
"Yeah" we answer at the same time
"Alright, you can work with Hakamichi, she's the class representative. She'll explain to you everything you want to know"
Hisao walks away without even knowing who she is. Another fact: a bit dumb
"Who is Hakamichi-san, sensei?"
"Oh. Right, Hakamichi, she's right there, Shizune Hakamichi" I bow and take my leave
Class rep: Hakamichi Shizune
No more known data
I head to where the teacher said and in the way I say to Nakai
"Over there"
A girl with bright pink hair in drills and gold eyes waves at us. Hisao sits next to her and I sit behind him, on the mere corner and next to the long haired girl who I notice was staring at my hand. I do not pay her attention even though I noticed already, it's natural to study new acknowledgments.
When I'm done setting my things, the pink haired girl bursts in laughter. New fact: obnoxious and loud
"It's nice to meet you too! But I'm not Hakamichi, I'm Misha! This's Hakamichi, Shicchan!"
Hmm, I'll have to rewrite that entry to erase the obnoxious and loud part to create a new one that says 'Misha'. Something told me she looked a bit too informal to be the class rep anyways
Another girl with short blue hair, glasses and dark blue eyes, it's the one I saw using sign language before. She has a serious working aura around her. She nods to make us know she recognizes our presence. More stuff: Probably deaf, serious personality
"Nice to meet you" Hisao says and I nod myself
"I understand why you would be confused, right? Well, Shicchan is deaf, and I translate things back and forth for her, some sort of interpreter! She says it's nice to meet you too!"
"You're the new students aren't you? Well, of course they are! If not they would've been standing there for no reason! They seem pretty interesting don't they? We knew that new students were on the way, but didn't thought it would be today, and at the same time! Don't you think Hicchan?" she adds
Nakai seems disgusted with the nickname and they begin discussing about it, good thing I don't look very young or else I would be known as Hayacchan. Hakamichi taps her shoulder to get her attention; 'Misha' apologizes and makes an announcement
"Shicchan wants you to know that she's the class rep, and that if you want to know anything, feel free to ask her. Anyways, did you like the school so far?"
"I arrived here yesterday night, straight to my room, but it is a nice place as far as I've seen, many interesting stuff here" I am first to speak
"As for me, I came straight to class, and haven't had time to look around"
"Haha, that's no good! You should always try to gather as much information as you can about where you're going, even if it's a trip to the convenience store! Really Shicchan? Hahaha!"
I do, believe me
Hmm, what am I going to do in this place? Be some sort of humanitarian helper or a nature researcher? I do want to be both, but in my mind this seemed much easier. Misha's laughter brings me back from my thoughts
"Yup! Shizune's fine"
"Heh, that's a lot easier for me" Hisao answers
They seem to be talking about the class rep, never mind. I begin doing the work, it's fairly simple, just some easy things. They get quiet and I assume they began working as well when I am already at the half, they immediately look at my work
"You can copy if you want" I say and they do so as I continue
We finish a lot earlier than the rest of the class, Misha and Shizune are really capable. Well, more the last, since Misha distracts very easily. And Hisao just slacked off.
…
Bell Ring
Even though Misha and Shizune tried to get me enrolled with them and Hisao for lunch, I declined their offer and decided to eat alone.
I stay alone in class, looking outside the window as I eat. Butterflies, birds, even a couple of ravens. When I'm done with my food, I have some time to spare, so I take out the electronic pieces for manipulation. What can I do with this? The bell is about to ring, maybe I can record the sound with my phone to make a bell simulator.
Taking out my tools, I begin working on a very early version of my bell, with a small amplifier and a phone adapter, something simple. I turn on the recorder three seconds earlier than the bell
Bell Ring
Got it, now I just need to manipulate the sound system to make it sound LOUD, now where is that screwdriver?
Hanako's POV
I get early in class since Lilly left earlier from the tea room, when I get there, an uncomfortable sight is seen.
The guy next to me, Hayato, I think, has taken out an amplifier and is doing something with it, I stand at the door.
He said he was some sort of inventor and scientist, right? So maybe that's something he does for fun; but still it's something weird. He fetches a red screwdriver and begins opening the back part. I take a look at his right hand.
It's burned, just like mine, but his burnings are different. It's all black and smoked, while my hand looks like leather. Wonder what happened to him, he looks mentally stable, but judging from the fact that he has been writing in a little notepad I could say he has some obsession for knowledge, research and maybe creation. Either way, I don't want him to look at me the way I am
Silently, I take advantage of him being distracted to head to my seat. I sit calmly looking at him work, one cable peeled, another one covered with insulating tape, some new screws on that green copper plate, looking at him is really distracting, like watching an orchestra master. Only Misha's laughter drives me back to reality; however, Hayato still hasn't noticed. I don't want to disturb him while he works, what if he yells at me for interrupting? But he'll be in big trouble if he's catched by Hakamichi-san
"H-hey" I wave at him. However, he stands up. So I keep calling at him
Hayato's POV
One twist here, another one there and it's barely done. Now let's connect this thing.
I connect it to the back wall of the classroom and return to my chair. When I turn it on, it seems to work, now I have to connect my phone and play some random tone to make sure it works.
When I am about to hit a cat's meow, a small, almost ghostly voice calls out my name as I rest a hand on the top part of the device
"Ha-Hayato-san" the girl who sits next to me says, the one with long hair
Since when is she there? Nevermind. When I look at her, she looks away and points to the door.
Oh
Hisao, Shizune and Misha are standing at the door, and I'm hypnotized by their various gazes. Hisao has one of curiosity, Misha one of amusement, and Shizune… well, let's just say she's the opposite of happy. Unconsciously I hit the play button
Meo-puff
"Gah!" I got a stroke, my hand flies away back to my chest, and I cover it with my other hand
Damn, the horn burnt. My phone is okay, so maybe I can have another try.
I feel defeated, so I shrink myself in my seat and lower my head with a troubled smile on my face. From the corner of my eye I see the rest of the people, Hisao and Misha look slightly worried, and Hanako is a bit scared by my small scream, and Shizune looks just like some seconds ago
"I'm sorryyy…" I moan a bit and take down to the floor the device
Prototype number one is a failure, need to fix a couple of things.
However, Shizune walks to my desk and takes my prototype, walking away leaving no chance for further development. I take out my note pad and cancel the project with a long line.
The girl besides me is looking at me intently, she seems worried
