Liberator
AliZoe
AliZoe (c) 2014
Prologue
A Million of Me
A small breeze brushed my face, tickling my nose and cheeks. I was breathing steadily as if I had been in a deep and relaxing slumber. In, out. In, out. I opened my weary eyes slowly and squinted. The lights were bright and ominous. Becoming aware of the aches and pains of my body, I began moving my extremities as I sat up straight. I was board-stiff. Cupping half of my face in my right hand, I peered around the facility. I was in some sort of laboratory. The lights were shining from every direction with brilliant hue shades of greens, blues, and yellows. I rubbed my fatigued eyes and yawned widely. I puzzled myself as to where I was, yet, already knew the answer.
A petite being walked up to my bed of some sort. The word suddenly came to me identifying him as Asgard. "Greetings, young one. I see you have awoken. I am reassured by the look on your face that you have many questions. If you will remove your person from the stasis pod, I will show you the facility," he spoke with a distinct calmness. He was a pale peach in color with a small lanky body and a large head. His eyes were big and black that squinted. In all honesty, his being seemed out of proportion, but that also appeared to be natural.
I blinked and looked down at the stasis pod that encased my legs. Placing my hands on either side of the cover, I slid my body further upwards so that my thighs were revealed. During the process, I took a firm look at my hands. The skin on my hands and wrists was very pale, almost corpse-like in appearance with the veins showing through in a pale green color, fading darker to my normal milk chocolate skin tone the higher up my arms it went. My left hand had a gold metal wrapping around the fingers, hand, and wrist with a beautiful shimmer, puncturing my skin with the end of the coil as if if was a part of my arm. My right hand had long claw-like nails and a peculiar mouth like slit in the middle of my palm that stretched from my middle finger to just above my wrist. Curious, I examined the rest of my body. The black leather jacket I was wearing was sleeveless and was short, leaving my stomach revealed. A large X stretched across my entire mid-section above my stomach as if it was sliced into my body. I felt no pain though, which was oddly comforting. The black leather pants I wore fit my legs perfectly and opened up to my bare ankles, feet, and five toes on each foot. My hands went up as I felt my face and hair: full lips, nose, two eyes, eyebrows, ears. My hair was black and shimmered in the light. It was short and parted above my left eye extending down past my chin an inch and wrapping around my head shortening until it rested at the start of my spine. There were two or three long plant like strands that protruded out from underneath my hair and lengthened down my neck and ended just above my shoulder blades. The Asgard watched me intently and repeated, "Come, young one. There is much for you to see. If you will remove your person from the stasis pod, I will answer all your questions."
I nodded my head and slid out of the pod. Slightly surprised at the great height difference, I stood and looked down at him my face ablaze with curiosity. "Who are you?" I asked. My eyes widened, it was the first time I had heard my own voice and it sounded like it matched my person.
"My name is Thor. I will explain on the way. If you will please follow me," he responded. Nodding my head, I walked alongside him. The floor was cold beneath my feet, but it felt rather nice on the achiness of my body.
"Who am I?" I asked trying to find the answer in my mind, but none came.
"You are one of many, and you are all named after human mythology from Earth. You are Ma'at. As your name mythologically implies, you stand for justice, order, law, and balance. It is for these purposes that I have created you." His explanation was captivating as we paused in front of a window that overlooked another laboratory. I gasped and couldn't believe my eyes! Inside the room below were thousands of the same being! They were all asleep in the same type of pod that I woke up in. My eyes adjusted as I saw my reflection in the window. To my great surprise, I looked exactly like the women down there!
"This is me? They are me? I am them?" I rambled in confusion.
"Yes, you are the product of six DNA donors. I created you to complete the purpose of preventing the tragedy that has befallen our reality. It is too late to purge ourselves of the scourge, but we may be able to salvage the other realities from this doom. You are equipped with all the necessary tools to end the chaos before it begins."
"I'm afraid I don't understand…" I felt a heaviness on my shoulders as a mantle of responsibility was laid on them. What was all this talk of saving the universe? Realities? DNA donors? Just who was I?
"You are the only hope of the reality that we will send you to. You are their liberator."