August 29th, 2012.
Just another moonlit night. Thousands of citizens roams across a bustling city,s motley and unique.
A corn rowed, sharp-eyed physician stands in the waiting room of a hospital, waiting for a prescription to be filled so she can return to her small village outside the city.
A few students sit in the food court of a mall, talking happily about their upcoming school year.
The mayor from a neighboring town steps through his hotel, waiting for a hushed meeting that could mean his reelection.
A soldier forced from the armed forces with a dishonorable discharge works endlessly in a gym's weight room.
Two girls chat happily about the sales of which they had recently taken advantage.
A scientist paces back and forth, a pained look on his face with guilt heavy on his shoulders. His eyes glance into the microscope as he mutters an obscenity before turning on his heel and starting to pace again. "This is bad…" He reaches to his neck and removes his Roban and dialing a number. He raises his glowing red Roban to his ear. "Doctor Sakul, this is Shunack." The scientist presses his hand against the table and winces when he hears the glass containing a specimen under the microscope shatter. "Yes, Doctor, we have a problem. The catalyst we introduced was given in too high a concentration. The plants are growing at an alarming rate. We need to call off the experiments if possible." He pauses, leaning against the table, looking over his shoulder at the vines growing from below the microscope, crushing the device. Shunack sighs, turning on the gas to a Bunsen burner. "No? We can't abort it? Ah, well… it may be too late anyway. Alert the authorities that we need to fill the Stay Field chambers. Have all the civilians evacuate to the nearest Stay Field Chamber." Shunack hears the shattering of more glass behind him as the vines grow and crush more test tubes and beakers. He steps to the door, the sound of the gas from the burner permeating the air and the stench follows. "It appears as though… the world is doomed." Shunak lights a match and throws it into the gas-filled room.
"Madam Kovacs," called a voice in a pharmacy.
A clay-skinned woman's narrow eyes snapped open, falling on the pharmacist. She stands and approaches the desk, taking the medications, merely nodding at the woman working. "How much do I owe?"
"These are some big prescriptions. They'll cost about a hundred… twenty-six… eighty-two. 126.82 please."
The clay skinned woman reaches into a pocket of her long coat.
"This is quite the order here, Mrs. Kovacs… are you all right?"
"MISS Kovacs, thank you very much," she corrects bitterly. " More accurately, Doctor Sue Kovacs, and this is all for some of my patients back outside the city. This is the closest place that I can pick up this type of medicine with this strength." She takes out a pen and holds the cap between her teeth., signing her receipt. "And its none of your business what ails my patients." She sighs, exhausted, and ties her dreadlocks back behind her head, pulling her bandana up into place.
She steps outside into the bustling street, narrowing her eyes at people casting dark looks her way.
An explosion shakes the street. All eyes shoot up to a biological research facility as a window shattered, fire billowing out from the building and showering the citizens below with hot broken glass. Doctor Sue Kovacs sneers.
Laughter bursts out from the small group of college students.
"No, seriously, that's what my movie is about!" one of them calls out, trying to get the others to calm down. "The plants literally talk, and it's a documentary of nature in our failing planet."
Another student struggles to speak through his laughter. "can you be any more of a tree hugger?"
Another male student points a french fry at the film student. "I think it's gone beyond 'hugging' the tree, man," he cackles. "You've got your freaking dick up a knot, Kyle. You're a tree fucker." This student's girlfriend slaps his back, blushing. "Ow!"
"You're horrible, Mark." She says, but laughter still spilling from her lips.
"It wasn't my idea to do an environmentally friendly film. My teacher assigned topics."
Mark laughs again. "Yeah, but this sounds like some freaking anime."
The Robans of the three men and two women all ring at once. They glance nervously at each other at the farce before each removing them and answering with a harmonized "Hello?"
"A state of emergency has been declared. A state of emergency has been declared. Please report to the nearest Stay Field Chamber. I repeat-"
Face solid and stony, the ex-soldier deactivates the communication function to his Roban before attaching it to his elbow. He takes a sip of his energy drink as he sees the city monitors displaying the same emergency as he had just received on his Roban. He walks calmly from the building, casually grabbing his gym bag and clothes before stepping outside, massive crowds rushing for the closest Stay Field Chamber. His towering, massive form intimidating the people around him as he pushed through the crowd.
"So this is a Stay Field, isn't it?" The major stood staring at the machine, his two guards escorting him to one of the pods with a doctor. The mayor undresses and puts on a smock. "You positive this is safe? I'll be frozen in time?"
"Absolutely. You'll be awakened whenever your Stay Field pod is opened. You'll be fine."
"Good to know… but why me? Why not the Governor?"
"He'll be safe at this own chamber along with Doctor Sakul's own daughter as well as a few of his top scientists across town."
The mayor nods and put a foot into the stay field pod as mobs of people bang against the door to the chamber.
"Get off of me!" Doctor Kovacs shouts as two scientists drag her to a Stay field pod. She screams, kicking out and throwing herself around in an attempt to break from their grasp. "I need to go!"
"You can't go anywhere, ma'am. You need to stay alive."
"I don't need my life, I need to save someone else's!"
Doctor Kovacs swings her legs out, nailing one of the doctors in the groin. She breaks free of the second, standing defensively, threatening to inflict pain on him.
The ex-soldier steps forward to see a caramel-skinned woman in a long coat, bandana and dreadlocks fight off two scientists who were trying to put her into one of the Stay Field Pods. He steps forward as she tries to turn around and run, accidentally slamming into his toned chest. She looks up at him with a stern and angry glare, not intimidated by his size. He laughs and looks to the scientists.
"This little lady giving you trouble?" he asks. The two scientists look up at him and nod. He smirks. "I help you, you give me a pod, okay?" Another nod from the scientists and the ex-soldier throws the caramel girl over his shoulder. She screams and starts flailing as he brings her over and throws her into the pod. The scientists activate bindings in the pod restraining the woman.
"Goddammit you Bastard!" She screams, fury burning from her amber eyes. "Release me! Let me out! I have a little boy's life to save!"
The glass covers the pod and her voice becomes muffled. The soldier looks at the scientists triumphantly and nods, stepping away to the closest pod.
With The chaos of the moon's destruction spreading across the city, the country, the continent, and the world, only a select few could make it into the Stay Field Chambers. Doctor Sue Kovacs, the ex-Soldier, the five college students, the mayor, and a few very lucky citizens lay frozen in the Chambers for hundreds of years, waiting to be reawakened.