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Chapter 1: Wake Up
The bells began to strike noon at the small, local church on Kawaii. No one happened to see the blue ping pong sized ball that had been kicked into a corner of the church earlier that day. No one that is except the janitor.
The slightly over weight man picked up the ball and dusted it off. He could clearly read the numbers 6-2-3.
"Well, looks like one of them lotto power balls." He muttered to himself.
He began to examine the ball, hopping it could be of some value. But his fingers were slippery, which caused him to drop the ball into his mop bucket.
"For crying out. . ."
He was about to retrieve the ball when he saw the flashes of light and sparks coming from the bucket.
In almost a mesmerized state he gazed at the light illuminating from the mop water until a creature like he had never seen erupted out of the water.
The furry beast stood at nearly three feet covered with a dark sky blue fur and white fur from the middle of his chest down to his waist. Questioning purple eyes pierced through the janitor as the creature sniffed the air.
"It's happening," the janitor yelled and turned to run. "The end of the world has begun!"
By the janitors sudden outburst one word flashed in 6-2-3's mind. (Hostile)
With lightning reflexes 6-2-3 grabbed the mop bucket and smacked the janitor upside the head, knocking him out cold, mop water going everywhere.
6-2-3 looked around the room, searching for anyone who may try and capture him. When he saw hat he was alone, his mind began to calm.
Questions started to form in his mind
(Where am I?)
(What is this place?)
(Am I safe?)
(. . . where's Jumba?)
With so many unanswerable questions his primary programming began to take effect. The words flashing in his mind like orders.
(Find information)
(Adapt)
(Learn)
His eyes began to scan the room for anything that he could use or learn from. He spotted a book lying under a chair near by. Quickly he ran over to it, picking the book up carefully, making sure it wasn't a trap.
The letters were foreign to him, so his brain began to translate it. Just looking at one word he could learn an entire language in minutes.
After some time past he could finally read clearly the title. With the gold letters reflecting the light off of them he read the words, 'Holy Bible.'
6-2-3 opened the book and began to read. "In the beginning. . ."