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Hey everybody! I decided to do a rewrite! The first few chapters may be very similar to the originals but will be better quality.
BTW the chapters in this series will be themed after the band STARSET, they will go band name, 1st album name, 1st song name etc.
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"Dialogue"
"Dialogue in a language I can't understand."
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Chapter 1- STARSET
Early 21st Century
Well, yet another long day of boring, monotonous work at a college where it snows every season except for summer. When it doesn't snow it rains sideways, when it doesn't rain sideways there will be ice on the sidewalks. I suppose that's what you should expect when you go to a university on the border of Canada, adjacent to one of the biggest lakes in the world.
So yeah, I'm walking back to my dorm and it's pretty dark. I should probably hurry up if I want to get my roommate to give me a ride to Walmart.
I feel my phone buzz in my pocket and check it for messages, I see that my mom has left me a text. "Hey Jon, did you ever get the results back from that ancestry DNA test thing?"
(A long time ago I had taken a very expensive ancestry DNA test and had never gotten the results back, we tried calling them again and they said we would have had the results by now but they never came.)
While I'm looking at the text I hear a voice call out from behind me.
"Are you Jonathan?" a gruff, accented voice asks.
As I turn around I say "Yeah?"
I see the shadowy outline of two people walking towards me. Something's off, two strangers walking up to you in a dark alley doesn't tend to end well. I drop my backpack in case I have to run or fight.
That's when I feel someone slam into me from behind, he wraps his arms around my arms and chest. There must have been a third person hiding around the corner.
The other two start walking towards me, one of them has something in his hand, Is it a knife? I really hope it's not a knife.
I throw my weight to the side and manage to throw the one on my back of me. He tries to grab me again, but I grab his arms as he reaches out. I pull him closer to me then I grab him by his jacket. I stick my leg out and throw him over it sending him tumbling to the ground. This is probably easier for me than it would be for most people considering that I am a pretty big guy, I stand at around 6'3 and weigh over 200 pounds.
That's when the other two people reach me. They both grab me and try to take me to the ground, I try to fight it, but the one I threw to the side gets up and grabs me as well.
When they get me on the ground I can see what was in that guy's hand, it's a fucking needle! This is way out of my comfort zone, between being a big guy and not being a jerk I never got into many fights, especially not any with needles!
The guy with the needle take the cap off of the tip and sticks me with it in the arm.
I try to call out for help but I just feel increasingly tired, I feel a slight warm tingling sensation spread from my arm to my entire body as unconsciousness takes over.
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After an indeterminate amount of time, I wake up in a room that appears to be made completely out of concrete and metal. My hopes of getting out of this alive sink as I see the drain in the room, the metal door, a bolted down metal table, and the metal grid around the eerie flickering lights.
Trying to sit up I noticed that I'm strapped down in some sort of hospital bed. There is duct tape over my mouth, but I try to yell anyway… it doesn't work.
I hear someone walk up to me and adjust the bed so I can sit up, once I'm sitting up I can see that the man in front of me is an Asian guy in some sort of paramilitary get up.
I think he's one of the people who abducted me.
It's at this moment that I realize that I am only in my underwear and that all of my clothes and my backpack are on the metal table. This can't be good.
The APG (Asian paramilitary guy) grabs my backpack and pants then empties them onto the metal table. He pulls out my notebook, a textbook, my laptop, my iPod, my phone, a wallet, and the reason I planned to go to Walmart. I see my bent up Mass Effect poster that I had in there, I was planning to go to Walmart to frame it after class because it was too messed up to hang on the wall properly.
While I am looking at this guy violate my personal privacy I notice something pretty weird. The APG just kinda freezes with a blank expression. What's even weirder is that my Mass Effect poster starts fading to white. Once it's completely blank, he just keeps on searching like nothing happened.
Well, that was weird.
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After a few more minutes of the APG ignoring me, there is the distinct sound of the door unlocking. The door swings open with a screech and three men walk in. The two people in the back look like nurses or medical assistants. Their leader, however, is clearly a doctor. The doctor has a gleam in his eye that worries me.
"Well, fuck…" or at least that's what I tried to say, but what with the whole duct tape deal it came out as an unintelligible pile of syllables.
The doctor walks up to the security guard and says something that sounds like mandarin, but what the hell do I know?
Doctor "Find anything interesting?"
APG "No, just some electronics, some books, and this weird blank poster."
Doctor " Okay, just put his crap in the locker."
The security guard walks to the left side of the room with all my stuff to something that looks kind of like if someone took the oxygen deprivation chamber from Deadpool, attached it to a big metal box that looks like a refrigerator and wrote some Chinese letters on it. The oxygen deprivation part of it has a lot of wires on the inside and tubes that look like IVs. At the bottom of the contraption is a small drawer that he puts all of my things in and locks.
One of the assistants looks at the doctor and says "So I guess that fake ancestry website was a bust, we only got one candidate from it."
The Doctor looks up from his notes that he placed on the table and says "That may be true, but this one is one of the more promising matches"
Now that his notes are on the table I try to see what they say, and let's just say I have very little success. The language that it's in is probably Mandarin or something.
That's when I notice three English letters on the heading of the page "C.C.P." - wait a minute. The C.C.P. stands for Chinese Communist Party, that and that it's in red ink lead me to believe that these guys are Chinese. But what the hell would they want with someone like me?
The Doctor's other assistant says "Will you do the operation here or on-site?"
"Here, it would be harder to smuggle him back to China unless he is already on ice." Replied the creepy APG.
The doctor walks up to me to check my pulse.
I take this moment to attack, I jerk forward, trying to headbutt him. But I come nowhere near him and he just gives me a creepy smile.
"Let's just get this done." the doctor calls back to his assistants.
An assistant runs out of the room and comes back with two briefcases, he opens the first briefcase and there is a bunch of scary looking tools, two blood bags, some syringes full of what is hopefully medicine. And a 6-inch tube with a weird glowing blue powder in it. He opens the second one and pulls out what looks like a tattoo machine, what the hell would he need that for?
"Alright, mark the information on him." The doctor says while waving at one of the assistants.
He absentmindedly checks a watch and then says "We can do this only 3 more times, the substance found in the meteor has almost run out and all of our subjects just keep dying cancer."
One of the assistants walks up to me with the tattoo machine and a file and starts going to town. He periodically checks the file while tattooing me. I've never had a tattoo before, but I have heard that it's not exactly a pleasant experience. It doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would but it still sucks, although I might just be in shock from the abduction.
When he finishes there is some Chinese writing on the left side of my chest, my left hand, and the number 29 on the inside of my right wrist.
He backs off and starts taking pictures of my tattoos with one of those cameras that immediately prints the pictures. After they are printed he adds them to the file he is carrying.
After he finishes he says something in Mandarin. "Finished."
"Good, let us begin." the doctor says.
An assistant grabs a syringe and walks up to me, I try screaming, but the duct tape over my mouth muffles it, I try to struggle but the other assistant holds me down. I try to look at the security guard for help but he turns away, refusing to meet my eyes.
The first assistant sticks the syringe in and I fall into unconsciousness once again.
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I wake up, and look at my chest and see that it's covered with bloody bandages. I look at the metal table and I see a lot of bloody surgical tools lying around. What the hell did they do to me? And where is that blue glowing tube? I try looking around the room, but the guard notices I'm awake and alerts the doctor.
The doctor looks at me and says "Let's put the subject in his new permanent home"
The doctor and his assistants roll my hospital bed next to that weird contraption and unstrap me. I try to move, but whatever they did to me made me feel incredibly weak, they lift me up and put me into the machine.
They strap me down again, attach the wires to my body, and insert the IVs into my arms, legs, neck, and they shove a bigger looking one into my stomach, I grunt in pain but I was too weak to do anything. I see multi-colored liquids go through the IVS tubes and into my body.
They close the glass doors close and they start to fog up. The air gets colder and colder.
I send the angriest glare I can manage at them, but soon ice crystals form on the glass and I can no longer see them.
I start to feel tired again…
Then I fall into a dreamless sleep.
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Hey guys, I'm going to switch some more stuff later on, I want to approach this with more of a plan than before.
I'm changing a few things that annoyed people.
Any further suggestions feel free to say them
BTW in case you didn't read it earlier all of the chapter names will be themed after the band Starset.