U-DO
Chapter 1
Foresight is an ability reserved only to do those who could do little to utilize it. The advantages of seeing the future are so great that perhaps such a gift would be overwhelming to a mortal being. Perhaps, however, it could transform humanity's terrible fate into a blessing of everlasting peace.
Even those who can see even a few seconds into the future couldn't do as much and they could not prevent the series of events that would occur in a matter of hours. And certainly Ziggy had no chance of doing such a thing. As the cyborg stood in the hallway, he was completely ignorant to the fate that would befall him. Who could blame him? He was just as vulnerable to the future as anyone else. Taking into consideration that his experiences throughout his life was vast, he could at least make an educated guess as to what could occur next, but for this he needed some telltale signs of danger. Not even a cyborg could pull clues out of thin air or from under insignificant rocks.
No, everything appeared to be normal especially when he heard the bounding feet of MOMO coming towards him from behind. He felt as the realian grabbed his hand in her usual enthusiastic manner perhaps hoping that it might one day rub off on him-the chances for anything near as much occurring was abysmal. She proposed to Ziggy that he came with her to Jr.'s story gathering. The cyborg's face lifted in thought for a moment and then looked down again at the smiling realian before him. He kindly refused the proposal and suddenly the realian's face saddened. So disheartened was her face that the cyborg nearly regretted his decision, but the realian never took comfort in such thoughts-his stoic expression disguised even remorse. Ziggy at least reasoned with her stating that he was going to the maintenance lab. The realian nodded slowly marked with dejection, but soon she left him to his own thoughts.
He hadn't had maintenance in a while considering all the turmoil that had occurred recently. Soon after the rescue of MOMO he hadn't had a moment's peace. Not to mention the clashing personalities of him and Jr. He would have complained about the nature of his mission and how he sensed that he would have to invest much more than what was proper into making certain that MOMO was protected and delivered safely, but somehow this fact didn't bother him as much as it should have.
The solitary figure of the cyborg stood silently in the brightly lit corridor. The figure soon began to tread slowly into the lab deep in thought.
/Z
MOMO had scarcely fallen asleep that night. The horrific images generated from Jr.'s descriptive vocabulary, danced in her mind continuously. Haunting dreams plagued her right up into the next morning where she woke, sweating and breathing hard. She let out a sigh of relief when she realized it was merely a dream.
A moment later, she was donning her usual attire which was predominately navy blue. As she stepped outside she made a quick note to visit her quiet friend, Ziggy.
She found him in his room that consisted of one lonely chair. Whatever he was doing at that moment ceased when she walked in.
"Um, I'm sorry to disturb you…" MOMO began shyly.
"Oh, no, you're not disturbing me," he replied reassuringly.
"You wanna hear a story then; the one that Jr. told?"
Ziggy looked at her questioningly as if to ask why she wanted to do such a thing in the first place.
"It's been bothering me ever since he told me," MOMO continued. "And…I wanted your opinion…if it could really happen."
"Well then, let me hear it."