Hi! This is my first story, so be kind. This is basically setting up for a much bigger story I'm planning in the write in the future. That's all for now. Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: I only own the original character and the plot, everything else can never be mine.
Awakening Chapter 1: Rebirth
Xephos
Xephos, Lewis to close friends, was a man who liked to make plans. A lot. So naturally, the spaceman wasn't surprised when his project failed...again. This is just as bad as the moon incident, he thought. It wasn't.
It was much, much worse.
He could've made a world eating virus, he could've unleashed the evils of the darkness, he could have accidentally turned a mountain to gold. Wait, Honeydew did that. Back to the point. No, he made a super-soldier, lost him, and broke the one thing in the labs his friend cared about. He would be absolutely livid.
The idea of it was simple enough. Give a child powers to survive the horrors of this world.
Okay, it wasn't that simple.
A teenage boy, about 16 or 17, was found unconscious in one of the villages in the kingdom of Xephos' dear (weird, really) friend and previous mentor, King Oberon. Like the others in the kingdom, he seemed to be connected to nature. Though, he seemed to possess an aura that only people such as Xephos and others like him have.
This aura only came from people that were born from other worlds. Yes. Other worlds. Where exactly does not matter. What does matter is that this boy was like the rest of them. Taken away from their homes, forced to survive in this unknown world with only the clothes on their backs, and meager supplies. This was the reason why Xephos wanted to help.
That and the fact he needed someone more competent to assist him in work. Only two people could help him on a regular basis, apart from the staff at the base known as Yoglabs. Honeydew, also called Simon, although smarter than most dwarves, was easily distracted and also a pyromaniac, bad combination. There was Lalna, whose nickname was Duncan, but he was a lot busier lately, teaching Nanosounds, the newest addition to their group, and running (failing) at his attempt at a dinosaur park.
There were others who could have helped, but they were all having their own adventures in far away lands. They were a union of friends called the 'Ye Olde Goone Squade' or the Yogscast, for short. There were others, of course, but this group always stayed in touch, no matter where they were. Sadly, it didn't really help the spaceman's need to have someone help him in his projects that didn't attempt to blow up the planet on a weekly basis (referring to both the someone and the project).
On the bright side of things, the boy, who introduced himself as Rider before passing out in the beginning, came from the same world as Zoeya, Lalna and Nanosounds, making it much easier for him to adapt. A world where people coexisted with creatures named Pokemon.
Anyways, Xephos decided it was a good idea to give Rider telekinesis, limited telepathy, and an altered version of eye color manipulation, allowing Rider's eyes to glow the color representing an emotion if said emotion overpowers all others (the last was Xephos' personal favorite) along with the other powers everybody is first granted.
After countless hours of decoding the genes of every organism he could get his hands on, some magic, and stea- borrowing materials from the government (as usual), Rider was given the powers that will help him further adapt to the world.
The boy resting in the tank in front of him will finally be able to wake, to be free, to explore the world, and use its resources to the fullest.
Xephos then assumed when Rider came to it would be a happy occasion, and they would celebrate the newest member of the Yogscast.
He had never been so wrong.
What actually happened came slowly, and, unfortunately, expected. He awoke confused and afraid. It was, after all, the first time he was able to fully take in his surroundings.
When Xephos first found Rider, he was able to introduce himself then abruptly collapsed from exhaustion. He stayed like that until after his 'operation'.
He appeared in a flash of light in the clearing in the forest designated as the area's spawn point, the place where people from other worlds first pop up, or where they are reborn after dying.
Ah yes, rebirth. That seems to be one of the powers people gain when they first spawn. That and heightened senses, improved muscle strength, higher endurance and for some reason, better posture.
They also gain some items, but that's not relevant at the moment.
A few moments after he awoke, he cautiously looked about the laboratory he was housed in. He took in sterile white walls, the various steel worktables with tubes and flasks strewn about, the tall, lean, brown-haired man staring back at him and finally the stasis tank he was contained in, which was certainly a big surprise for the boy.
He had no idea what the boy was thinking at the time, but his eyes seemed to say "This man did something to me. RUN!"
And he did just that. Or tried to. And succeeded.
His eyes widened when he realized he was placed, or rather, trapped (he seemed to believe), inside the chamber. Pounding the glass desperate for escape, the boy started to have a panic attack.
This was where it went to hell.
It never occurred to the spaceman that when he tied Rider's emotions to his eye color, he also tied his emotions to the rest of his powers. So when he started hyperventilating, his eyes glowed black, and every small item in the lab violently shook and started to rise.
The spaceman ran behind fireproof wall he put up in the past to keep himself safe whenever Honeydew blew something up. He looked around the corner, and could only watch in terror as the stasis chamber cracked, as the boy inside it screamed as loud as he could manage, as the unbreakable glass broke, as the boy escaped, as the rest of the chamber short-circuited and exploded, as the entire building shook, as his vision blurred.
He blacked out.
When he came to, he was in the infirmary. Dr. Testificate MD, head scientist of Yoglabs, entered, relief washing over his face. He was an average sized man, with a large head, a large nose, skin like light jungle wood, and eyes of a darker shade that seemed to check whether or not you'll spontaneously combust. He wore a lab coat as if it was a robe and black loafers, like most scientists in Yoglabs, though he knew that the doctor liked to wear brown slacks and a white button up underneath (after the last Christmas party where somebody stole the doctor's coat).
"Good you're awake. Honeydew was really worried," said the large-nosed man while checking Xephos' vitals.
"What happened? What about Rider?"
"He escaped, he seemed to be in some sort of panic attack. The guards attempted to stop him, but he was too fast."
"Is everyone okay?"
"Yes, surprisingly minimal casualties. The lab he was housed in is currently being repaired. Though, the door to the Jaffa cake storage door is malfunctioning."
"Oh boy, Honeydew is-" He was interrupted by the doors slamming open, and a dwarf rushing to his bedside.
The doctor excused himself, satisfied Xephos was alright for now, and left the room.
"Lewis! Are you alright?" said Honeydew of Khaz Modan, an orange-haired dwarf. He was quite tall compared to most dwarves, but he only reached up to Xephos' elbows. Though Xephos was 6 feet tall, he didn't complain. Behind his large belly, and his sometimes frightening demeanor lies a heart of gold. And a love for cute things. And Jaffa cakes. Especially Jaffa cakes.
"I'm fine Simon. I just passed out, that's all."
He didn't looked convinced. "You really messed it up this time. The kid was absolutely terrified! The Jaffa cake storage door has been locked shut! It is a disaster!" He replied.
"It's always the Jaffas with you, isn't it?" They both laughed. "But really, we need to find him, I'm afraid of what danger he could bring to himself and anyone near him." The spaceman admitted worriedly.
"I know, but you need to rest. You were out for hours. And we can't leave until the Jaffas are set free." The dwarf said with a surprising serious face.
"But-"
"No Buts"
"Alright." The other said defeated. When it came to Honeydew and Jaffa cakes, nothing got in his way.
"Good" he said satisfied. "I'll see you in the morning. Good night, friend." Honeydew whispered kindly.
"See you tomorrow, Simon." The other replied.
"Don't forget the Jaffa cakes." Honeydew said pointedly. As he made his way to the door, he pointed two fingers at his eyes, then at Xephos, and left.
The spaceman couldn't help but laugh. Jaffa cakes made his best friend's world go round.
With that thought, he fell asleep.
