4EVA: CARLOS & ANNA
Welcome, one and all, to the newest creation from SB-420. This shall be the first of a great series... I hope...
Now, I have a lot to say, starting with:
1. Time will be placed between each chapter, simply because I am now writing draft chapters in a notebook of mine.
2. If you don't like the title, then tough! My sister came up with it in Scotland, so have a bit of respect!
3. I shall be introducing a new character who goes by my name, SB-420! Whoo hoo!
4. I have already had loads of speculation about this, so for those of you who have heard, then you may begin to cease the rumours and begin reading.
5. (This one is on a more serious note.) If XT-421 is reading this, which I highly doubt he is, then I just want to say that you may think I am not using your Seed of Love series as a background, however, and that may be the case, I can give you a bit of slack. That's why I am only mentioning some pieces of your work.
In no way shall I discredit your masterpieces.
... And that's all I can really think of at the moment. Any other bits that I forgot to mention shall be placed at the end of this.
So, sit back, and enjoy... 4eva...
CHAPTER 1
ARRIVAL OF A NEW HOPE
When they say space, as in Outer Space, what spring to mind?
Being an Oburion creation, technically, I shouldn't have a mind; but that's another story. I should be out there, providing support for our planetary neighbours, the Rinocians, in their endless struggle.
Yet, here I am, giving you all a meaningless monologue about myself.
Anyway, about my query, one word always flashes within my mechanical, so-called 'mind': Challenges.
You see, being a retired assistance veteran, I recently completed my final assignment; codename: Operation Earth. I discovered that the organisms, or 'humans' of that planet seem to have deep ambitions and desires to study the universe in which they inhabit.
Being friends with the Rinocians does have its advantages. In fact, I give praise to them that we even started Operation Earth.
How we started the assignment, I hear you ask. Well I shall happily respond to that by saying that they upgraded our mechanical features, and what they just happened to install were dimension stabilisers, which allowed us more control in dimension jumping. Again, that is another tale.
But now, I can go where I want, when I want, with whoever I want in whatever time period I want whenever I please.
However, my tale does not consist of humans. My tale involves my two latest 'clients', if you would call them clients, from the distant, and surprisingly, Earth-like planet of Mobius.
My name is Sabian; model number SB-420 of the planet Oburi. Being a retired assistance veteran to the planet Rinoco, I now heal the hearts of the most messy and most difficult of relationships.
I humbly welcome you all to the tale that is... 4eva: Carlos & Anna...
What? Almost every planet has at least one matchmaker...
Space. Some would argue that it's just a vast, empty, lifeless void. Others would argue that space is just teeming to the brim with undiscovered life.
But to a particular Oburion, space was full of life; and within that life, lay messes of complex problems, or webs, that he, along with few others, could unravel.
But that was what matchmaking was all about to SB-420. Matchmaking to him was all about untangling differences and introducing similarities.
As a retired assistance veteran, SB-420 got the choice of one job upon millions at the end of his career. And he chose the most appealing job, just like most people would do.
He also got the choice of 6 personality cores: baby, child, teenager, young adult, adult, old and wise. SB chose the teenager personality core, but was granted access to chose another personality core.
Now he was as perky, intelligent and as mad as a teenager, but as wise as an owl, a serpent, and the mythological king Nestor. (A/N: I had to research the wise-ness. I used the first 3 examples, which are listed above.)
His life, along with other Oburions, was a life of hard, dedicated labour, just like bees. And just like bees, he would go on for as long as he was active. And he certainly wouldn't stop now.
The Ramza nebula had always, for an indefinite and uncanny reason, been the entry point for all interdimensional beings. It was almost as if there was some kind of... Wormhole that connected to other universes, like underwater currents. And the wormhole seemed to branch off from its main stream and end in this universe via the Ramza Nebula.
And its legacy would gain an extra entry, as vast amounts of heat waves, the same heat waves that you see on tarmac on a hot day, began to rip open, releasing a glorious cascade of multi-coloured lights. It was from within this rip in the space-time continuum came a small winged figure at speeds relatively close to light itself.
The figure slowed itself down using its immensely powerful microscopic jets. Folding its wing back in to give them some reboot time, it turned back to the closing rip and waved, as if waving goodbye to something or someone.
Then, after the wormhole closed in the same beautiful multi-coloured lights in which it opened, the figure turned again to face the emptiness of space.
"Qi, hutasht la ba mela kutash." The figure mumbled as he projected a mini-scale map on the universe he was currently in. Stats and data graphs rose and fell as the holographic map reached maximum power. The position of the mystery figure was signalled as a red dot on the projection.
A white dotted line was then projected to the other end of the map, where a blue dot, presumably his destination, beeped steadily.
The figure nodded in acknowledgement as its holographic universe dispersed. It turned to face its destination, using an in-built compass and its microscopic jets. It stretched out its almighty wings until they were more than twice the size of him.
Then, space around it began to stretch as the winged figure entered lightspeed, which was a brilliant ally in its journey across the universe to where he would be able to help his next clients.
The moon glistened and shimmered beautifully in the lake of Arios. A lone figure sat against the bank of the lake just staring at the moon's reflection. He was dressed in a black polo shirt with his sleeves rolled up, exposing muscles that were deemed similar to that of nearly everyone else who worked out on a regular regime, dark blue denim jeans and dark grey sneakers. His golden hair matched his golden coloured eyes as the light of the reflection hit his eyes, making the tears in his eyes sparkle as they fell down gently down his cheeks, almost caressing them.
He was obviously upset about something, perhaps still in mourning. His girlfriend, Anna, had died one afternoon in a tragic multi-story car park fire. She had been burnt to ash just before the building caved in on her and everyone else who was lucky enough to avoid the flames.
All that remained of her was her mother's necklace, a simple sapphire heart-shaped gem that was sealed within lots of mini heart-shaped diamonds.
... But all this was 6 months ago, and he was still trying to straighten out his life again, but was usually unsuccessful. After the announcement had been made on the news, along with a list of who had died, he had refused to believe anything revolving around Anna's death.
At least... Until he was persuaded to visit the accident site himself. There were numerous bodies there, all either burnt badly or crushed by the weight of the building.
He couldn't recognise any of them... Except for one... A pile of ash that lay beside a heart-shaped sapphire necklace... Coated in heart-shaped diamonds...
From that moment onwards, he had gone into a state beyond repair. He had even tried to be with her once again, but to no avail.
And so, after 5 months, he just gave up. Accepting her death was hard for him, but he knew that he would have to move on.
But all of that was about to change...
He felt a gentle breeze caressing his cheek as he ran his hand over the pearls that made up the string for Anna's necklace. He had recovered it from the site and restored it to its natural beauty.
His eyes were still glued to the reflection of the moon, but then, one of the stars began to move.
He looked up, expecting to see a plane overhead, but was wrong when he saw a small meteorite; and by the look of its angle, trajectory and entry point, it was heading down near him.
He stood up and squinted his eyes, trying to focus his eyesight to get a better look, but was unsuccessful in the process.
As he continued to watch, the meteor disappeared behind the trees and landed with a loud thud, and after that, silence.
"What the..." he said as he stepped back from the lake and broke into a run, heading towards his house where it had landed, eager to know what it was. Little did he know that he was heading to someone in which, with time, he would call, 'his saviour'...
Well then, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, as this shall the first of a great many.
I remember a note, so:
6. My sister shall be helping me write this, so, if you review that chapters that inform you that she has helped, then be kind enough to thank her as well.
The next chapter shall be up within about a week or so, depending on how much time I get.
Until then, I bid you farewell...
~SB-420 ;)
Date: 13/09/2011
Time: 15:53