Okay, this doesn't really fit anywhere in the plot of the Chaos Walking books, but I just reeeeaaaalllly wanted to see it happen. It could come after Monsters of Men, but it isn't meant to. I just wanted to use the characters and scenarios really bad. It started as a oneshot but, well, that's not what it ended up as. Please R&R!
Also, if you find any attention's that should be attenshun's please tell me. Tell me about spelling mistakes and typos aswell. But don't give out if it says direction instead of direkshun when Viola or Wilf is speaking. They can spell.
CHAPTER 1- CONTRAPSHUN(Todd)
"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Professor Hill asks, searching my ankshus face and equally ankshus bubbling Noise.
"Yes." I can't say any more without (shut up) weeping at the thought of (shut up) Manchee's terrified 'Todd' just before he was-
"Please just describe the process again, Mister Hill" says Viola, hearing the sorrow in my Noise, trying to stop my suffering.
Professor Hill's Noise gives an explanayshun before his voice does, but he continues thru politeness.
"It's a very complicated procedure. You see, the scientists and researchers from Violas' ships started experimenting and finding out more about Noise as soon as they heard about it."
"Uh-huh" I sniffle when (effing shut up) I finally stop bawling.
"Well, the smart chaps discovered that everything, from a dog to a log, has Noise. The confusing thing is that we can't hear it. A further discovery was then made. Dead people, dead plants, dead animals, they all still had Noise.Their Noise is active, if you can find it. It's like tuning an old radio. You have to find the specific Noise amongst all the other Noise. The big problem was tapping into this Noise stream. And so, the clever researchers built this."
Professor Hill theatrically pulls a white sheet off a huge contrapshun, covered with so many buttons and knobs and doo-dahs that it makes me dizzy. All the situashun was missing was a pompous 'Ta-da!'
"You just put on this helmet here," he picks up a helmet attatched to the contrapshun by a long squiggly wire, "And you will be connected with the Noise stream."
"And then?" the apprehenshun and (is that exitement?) in my Noise is so unbearable that Viola has to look away. I try to calm down a little.
"Well, some bright spark from the Old World, called Stephen Talking, or Stephen Stalking, or something stupid like that," His noise is a fuzzy grey while he mulls it over. "Hawking! Stephen Hawking! Anywho, this chap, when he was unfrozen of course, took a look at the whole situation, and built this machine." More theatrical pulling of white sheets, more dizzying doo-dahs, more lack of 'Ta-Da!' –ing.
"And that is...?" Viola steals the words right out of my mouth… or Noise as the case may be.
"This machine takes the Noise out of the stream, and puts it into a body!" Professor Hill says the last part with glee. My and Violas' faces (and Noise, in my case) are filled with 'wows' and 'ohmygods' to please Professor Hill.
Viola's face (which looks so beautiful and soft I just want to hold my hand against it, just touch it to make sure it's real-) I cover my Noise with pictures of Manchee to hide my thoughts. Anywho, Viola's face is filled with confuzhun, her brow furrowed. She asks a question, which, of course, should have already occurred to me.
"If you can put Noise in a body, well, um, could you bring someone back to life?"
"No, unfortunately not. Not only is the whole process extremely expensive- we're only doing it because of Todd's considerable help with the whole Prentiss-Spackle thing- but also is only a new science. Presently, the human mind, particularly the memories it holds, is far too complicated to be transferred into a body. A dog, on the other hand, is relatively stupid and much easier to experiment on."
"Experiment on?" I'm staring daggers at Professor Hill, but he ignores me.
"So," he continues, "Todd will put on this helmet, find Manchee's Noise, focus on it, and will tell us. We will then hit these buttons here," he points at a few buttons in a complicated and random looking order, but Viola seems to understand. "The body of a dead dog, unfortunately not Manchee's own, as it was lost. Not even the same breed. The only one we could get was an Alsatian. Any-who, this body will be in Mister Walking's machine and Manchee's Noise will be transferred to it!" Mayor Ledger's face has a smile as wide as a peeled banana, and Viola and I sorta grin uneasily.
Something occurs to me, a bit late as usual. "Why does it have to be me hooked up to the contrapshun?"
Professor Hill replies quickly and bluntly. "I have no idea who Manchee is. Viola doesn't know him nearly as well as you do. You have to do it. You're the only one who truly knows who he is. No pressure! You'll do it easily." He says "No pressure" as if he almost means it.