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Rob1, that was a hell of a 3rd chapter! Can't wait to read the next thing you've got lined up for Ian. ^_^ And people, thanks for the comments you sent me on my last chapter of 'The Heart Remembers'. I just read it when I returned from the beach and so went on to start with the promised sequel - this. I hope you guys aren't disappointed. It's a rough start and I know I've got to polish it up, so be ready for a re-posted version after I read your reviews. *hint, hint* ^_^ But, I'm afraid you guys will have to wait some time. I forgot that my family's set a short trip to the mountains and I might be gone for around a week or so. Hope to get back on track after that though. Guess, that's all for now. Cya! ^_^
Doppelganger
Prologue: Kenneth Irons
She was six when I first met her.
She was a precocious child - a dimpled mischief-maker with sparkling emerald eyes and the cheeky smile of a cherub. That was what caught my eye amidst the sea of children when I was 'playing the patron' at a local orphanage. The Blade had left its mark on me already and it called to the one who would be its Wielder. I felt it and she must have sensed it as well for she turned to look me in the eye - something no mere child has ever been able to do. And at once, I knew I'd found the new Wielder.
By then, I'd given up on the plan to find a woman who could wield the Blade and who I could win over. Dominique Boucher showed me that only a true Wielder could own the Blade. But, I'd found true Wielders - as in the case of dear departed Elizabeth - to be...unwieldy people. Hn. So, I sought another solution and found it in gene manipulation. After all, why not create the perfect Wielder? A woman with the genes of both Elizabeth and her successor - how could the Blade resist that?
But, as time passed, I found that such a thing was easier said than done. The good doctor, whose help I enlisted, failed time and time again. The gene sample I'd obtained from the young Wielder was diminishing and somehow my watchers had lost track of her through a trail of foster homes. So, I had him store what little was left until I could concieve a new idea.
As the years went by, I came across another child. He had no name, no family, nothing at all to call his own. So, I took him in and trained him into the ideal servant. I taught him of the Blade first, then I sent him to the Special Forces, where he served for some time. When his time was done, he returned to me. And it was in time for the reappearance of the Wielder. It was written in a tome that dated to an unknown time. The original had been lost centuries earlier, but I'd obtained the last replica through means that left a lot of buried bodies. So, I was more than ready when the Blade found its way to her. I let the watchers of old resume their sentry duty, even as I sent my warrior to guard her.
It was those watchers who told me of the latter's failings as he fell for the Wielder. Then, I knew I had to think fast. I could not control the new Wielder anymore than I could control her predecessor - but I could control her clone.
To prevent wasting the remaining gene sample, I instructed the doctor to test it on my warrior first. It went well - except he was more agressive and needed medication to function at all. That would have warranted another trial, but time was running out so I took a risk and went on with the last of the sample.
The second Sara was 'born' the year the real one lost her memory in a hit-and-run accident. She was normal in comparison to the other clone. She had an insecurity complex, but I had no problem with that. However, I saw Sara's amnesia as another chance and so set her clone aside. But, when the cards came down, I was left with holding an empty bag. Not only had I lost the Wielder, but she'd stolen my warrior as well. He'd spent the night with her just yesterday and I should think she owns him by now. Looks like I'll have to settle for the seconds - and try to make first place.
Rob1, that was a hell of a 3rd chapter! Can't wait to read the next thing you've got lined up for Ian. ^_^ And people, thanks for the comments you sent me on my last chapter of 'The Heart Remembers'. I just read it when I returned from the beach and so went on to start with the promised sequel - this. I hope you guys aren't disappointed. It's a rough start and I know I've got to polish it up, so be ready for a re-posted version after I read your reviews. *hint, hint* ^_^ But, I'm afraid you guys will have to wait some time. I forgot that my family's set a short trip to the mountains and I might be gone for around a week or so. Hope to get back on track after that though. Guess, that's all for now. Cya! ^_^
Doppelganger
Prologue: Kenneth Irons
She was six when I first met her.
She was a precocious child - a dimpled mischief-maker with sparkling emerald eyes and the cheeky smile of a cherub. That was what caught my eye amidst the sea of children when I was 'playing the patron' at a local orphanage. The Blade had left its mark on me already and it called to the one who would be its Wielder. I felt it and she must have sensed it as well for she turned to look me in the eye - something no mere child has ever been able to do. And at once, I knew I'd found the new Wielder.
By then, I'd given up on the plan to find a woman who could wield the Blade and who I could win over. Dominique Boucher showed me that only a true Wielder could own the Blade. But, I'd found true Wielders - as in the case of dear departed Elizabeth - to be...unwieldy people. Hn. So, I sought another solution and found it in gene manipulation. After all, why not create the perfect Wielder? A woman with the genes of both Elizabeth and her successor - how could the Blade resist that?
But, as time passed, I found that such a thing was easier said than done. The good doctor, whose help I enlisted, failed time and time again. The gene sample I'd obtained from the young Wielder was diminishing and somehow my watchers had lost track of her through a trail of foster homes. So, I had him store what little was left until I could concieve a new idea.
As the years went by, I came across another child. He had no name, no family, nothing at all to call his own. So, I took him in and trained him into the ideal servant. I taught him of the Blade first, then I sent him to the Special Forces, where he served for some time. When his time was done, he returned to me. And it was in time for the reappearance of the Wielder. It was written in a tome that dated to an unknown time. The original had been lost centuries earlier, but I'd obtained the last replica through means that left a lot of buried bodies. So, I was more than ready when the Blade found its way to her. I let the watchers of old resume their sentry duty, even as I sent my warrior to guard her.
It was those watchers who told me of the latter's failings as he fell for the Wielder. Then, I knew I had to think fast. I could not control the new Wielder anymore than I could control her predecessor - but I could control her clone.
To prevent wasting the remaining gene sample, I instructed the doctor to test it on my warrior first. It went well - except he was more agressive and needed medication to function at all. That would have warranted another trial, but time was running out so I took a risk and went on with the last of the sample.
The second Sara was 'born' the year the real one lost her memory in a hit-and-run accident. She was normal in comparison to the other clone. She had an insecurity complex, but I had no problem with that. However, I saw Sara's amnesia as another chance and so set her clone aside. But, when the cards came down, I was left with holding an empty bag. Not only had I lost the Wielder, but she'd stolen my warrior as well. He'd spent the night with her just yesterday and I should think she owns him by now. Looks like I'll have to settle for the seconds - and try to make first place.