The Life One Lives
Author's Note...
Hello, & thank you for checking out my first ever uploaded story to this wonderful site. I hope you enjoy it. As of
now, May 8th, 2003, this story is still in progress. This story stars my own character, Akemi Chi. She was one of my
first characters, way back when - in the days of Phantasy Star Online Ver. 1. Not as far back as the originals on the
Genesis, but far for me! This story contains a lot of backround information - a lot of it made up by me, for this story's
purpose. Some is true, or elaborated... You decide what's what! Some inspiration for the way Akemi acts in the
begining of her life is taken from the idea of Persocoms, from the anime Chobits. Also, general attitude of some
Newmen in later chapters also will greatly resemble Persocoms, as you will see. ;) Also, this story (especially this
chapter! u.u) contains things that may not be suitable for people younger than 13. Please, do not read it unless you
feel mature enough to do so. Thank you, & I hope you enjoy my story! If you do, please tell me. Flames will be
ignored.
Disclamer
Sega & other companies own Phantasy Star, & all related items. Chobits & all related items belong to someone else.
My characters belong to me. Story concept belongs to me. Please do not post this elsewhere without my permisson.
I am making no money from this.
Chapter 1: Relaxation
"Whooooo! What - a - DAY!", Akemi Chi exclaimed as she fell onto her back, dropping her twin Red Daggers at her
sides. Less than two feet away lay a disgusting puddle of booma blood, still steaming in the sunlight. The Newman
couldn't care less - her arms were killing her, & she'd been slaying monsters left & right for the better part of eight
hours. She stretched her arms in a tight bow above her head & snuggled into the lush grass beneath her. "This is the
life... The hard, hard life..."
Akemi was an older Newman. Most she saw around these days weren't. Some were a year, a couple months,
whatever; but none matched her 12 & a half years. She didn't feel her age - she didn't look it either. To look at her, a
human would think, eh, that girl's only 18, or 20, something around there. But this was logical, as Newmen don't age
like humans. They age like, well, /i men.
For example, a 2 month old Newman would look to be about 15 in human years. To ever reach a point where a
Newman looked 100 in human years, however, it would take at least 4 centuries or more. The reason for this is the
way a Newman's body is made. The heart beats much slower, metabolism is much slower (requiring to eat only once
in a while, & also keeping their bodies more "shapely" than a humans), & their blood is thicker. These, however, are
only a few key differences between humans & Newmen.
Strangely enough however, even though Newmen are much healthier than any human, they can die at any moment.
Literally. A Newman can be fine, in top physical form in one moment, & the next lifeless & growing stiff on the floor.
So far, there is no explanation for this. Scientists have done countless autopsies, & changed the makeup of their
genetics several dozen times - all with the same results. Every autopsy showed a perfectly healthy Newman who
should be alive - but for some reason was not. Other than that, nothing.
Akemi yawned hugely, feeling very alive. She often felt this way, elated, as though she could take on the world &
come out grinning. Her past wasn't bothering her today. It hardly ever did, despite the fact it hadn't been a happy
one.
Since her "birth" in 3045, Akemi had been little more than a slave. She had been constructed for a wealthy bachelor,
Alex R. Hallenday III who felt he couldn't trust real women not to steal his fortune through divorce. So, he specially
ordered a Newman from CynTech Industries, a leading Newman laboratory. He believed that by simply ordering a
bride, he could avoid all the hassles of finding & wooing a respectable girl. However, he overlooked one thing - his
pride in the face of the public.
Most people (especially the rich & glitzy crowd he hung around) would ridicule him in public, & laugh at him behind
his back for having to "build" a bride. Surely, he must be either impotent, or a terrible womanizer. When he realized
this, he knew he would have to make one key modification to his new wife - and this would be the start of nightmare
for the poor, unborn Newman.
Soon after her birth, at which she already appeared to be at least 14 in human years, she had an operation - at Alex's
request & expense. There was absolutely nothing wrong with the Newman; she was in top operating order, & ready
to go home. But Alex couldn't have his Newman wife /i like a Newman. So, soon after he signed all the
appropriate forms & checked out the Newman, the operation was performed at a secret clinic, by a doctor who really
only had a degree to treat cats or dogs.
Her ears were "clipped" perfectly, & no one could tell that it had been done. As soon as the scalpel had been laid
aside to be sterilized, another instrument was picked up. This one was a low-grade laser-beam projector, & was used
to burn the sides of the newly clipped ears, to curl them like humans. It was also performed perfectly, even the doctor
had never had to perform such an operation on any Newmen. Akemi healed. Her memory of one of the first events of
her life faded. But, she never forgot the fear. Or the cruel smile of the man she would spend much of her life with. She
also never forgot the pain from the whole thing. You see, Akemi received no tranquilizers - Alex couldn't afford it, of
course.
Akemi rolled over into the shade. She needed a 'mate, then maybe a nap. She unsnapped a pocket on her tight shorts
& pulled out a tiny capsule from a larger green canister. After pulling the two ends of the pill, a tiny cake-like square
popped into her palm. She tossed into her mouth, relishing the sweet, tart taste of the medicine. Her Resta technique
was high enough to adequately heal her, but the 'mate tasted so good! She smiled a little as she searched the skies
for interesting clouds. Alex had taught her this amusing activity once at a picnic. The smile faded a bit at this
memory.
Of course, not all the "activities" Alex had taught her had been so fun.
As soon as the Newman had stepped in the door of her new home, Alex had slammed the door, then torn off the
oversized cotton dress that the lab had put on her. Alex of course, had a brand new, custom talored wardrobe for her
(to uphold the image he was inventing for his "wife"), but he hadn't bothered to bring anything to the lab. She left in
the generic dress of all normal Newmen.
And so began her life.
End Author's Note...
The next chapter should be up within the week... Hopefully.
Author's Note...
Hello, & thank you for checking out my first ever uploaded story to this wonderful site. I hope you enjoy it. As of
now, May 8th, 2003, this story is still in progress. This story stars my own character, Akemi Chi. She was one of my
first characters, way back when - in the days of Phantasy Star Online Ver. 1. Not as far back as the originals on the
Genesis, but far for me! This story contains a lot of backround information - a lot of it made up by me, for this story's
purpose. Some is true, or elaborated... You decide what's what! Some inspiration for the way Akemi acts in the
begining of her life is taken from the idea of Persocoms, from the anime Chobits. Also, general attitude of some
Newmen in later chapters also will greatly resemble Persocoms, as you will see. ;) Also, this story (especially this
chapter! u.u) contains things that may not be suitable for people younger than 13. Please, do not read it unless you
feel mature enough to do so. Thank you, & I hope you enjoy my story! If you do, please tell me. Flames will be
ignored.
Disclamer
Sega & other companies own Phantasy Star, & all related items. Chobits & all related items belong to someone else.
My characters belong to me. Story concept belongs to me. Please do not post this elsewhere without my permisson.
I am making no money from this.
Chapter 1: Relaxation
"Whooooo! What - a - DAY!", Akemi Chi exclaimed as she fell onto her back, dropping her twin Red Daggers at her
sides. Less than two feet away lay a disgusting puddle of booma blood, still steaming in the sunlight. The Newman
couldn't care less - her arms were killing her, & she'd been slaying monsters left & right for the better part of eight
hours. She stretched her arms in a tight bow above her head & snuggled into the lush grass beneath her. "This is the
life... The hard, hard life..."
Akemi was an older Newman. Most she saw around these days weren't. Some were a year, a couple months,
whatever; but none matched her 12 & a half years. She didn't feel her age - she didn't look it either. To look at her, a
human would think, eh, that girl's only 18, or 20, something around there. But this was logical, as Newmen don't age
like humans. They age like, well, /i men.
For example, a 2 month old Newman would look to be about 15 in human years. To ever reach a point where a
Newman looked 100 in human years, however, it would take at least 4 centuries or more. The reason for this is the
way a Newman's body is made. The heart beats much slower, metabolism is much slower (requiring to eat only once
in a while, & also keeping their bodies more "shapely" than a humans), & their blood is thicker. These, however, are
only a few key differences between humans & Newmen.
Strangely enough however, even though Newmen are much healthier than any human, they can die at any moment.
Literally. A Newman can be fine, in top physical form in one moment, & the next lifeless & growing stiff on the floor.
So far, there is no explanation for this. Scientists have done countless autopsies, & changed the makeup of their
genetics several dozen times - all with the same results. Every autopsy showed a perfectly healthy Newman who
should be alive - but for some reason was not. Other than that, nothing.
Akemi yawned hugely, feeling very alive. She often felt this way, elated, as though she could take on the world &
come out grinning. Her past wasn't bothering her today. It hardly ever did, despite the fact it hadn't been a happy
one.
Since her "birth" in 3045, Akemi had been little more than a slave. She had been constructed for a wealthy bachelor,
Alex R. Hallenday III who felt he couldn't trust real women not to steal his fortune through divorce. So, he specially
ordered a Newman from CynTech Industries, a leading Newman laboratory. He believed that by simply ordering a
bride, he could avoid all the hassles of finding & wooing a respectable girl. However, he overlooked one thing - his
pride in the face of the public.
Most people (especially the rich & glitzy crowd he hung around) would ridicule him in public, & laugh at him behind
his back for having to "build" a bride. Surely, he must be either impotent, or a terrible womanizer. When he realized
this, he knew he would have to make one key modification to his new wife - and this would be the start of nightmare
for the poor, unborn Newman.
Soon after her birth, at which she already appeared to be at least 14 in human years, she had an operation - at Alex's
request & expense. There was absolutely nothing wrong with the Newman; she was in top operating order, & ready
to go home. But Alex couldn't have his Newman wife /i like a Newman. So, soon after he signed all the
appropriate forms & checked out the Newman, the operation was performed at a secret clinic, by a doctor who really
only had a degree to treat cats or dogs.
Her ears were "clipped" perfectly, & no one could tell that it had been done. As soon as the scalpel had been laid
aside to be sterilized, another instrument was picked up. This one was a low-grade laser-beam projector, & was used
to burn the sides of the newly clipped ears, to curl them like humans. It was also performed perfectly, even the doctor
had never had to perform such an operation on any Newmen. Akemi healed. Her memory of one of the first events of
her life faded. But, she never forgot the fear. Or the cruel smile of the man she would spend much of her life with. She
also never forgot the pain from the whole thing. You see, Akemi received no tranquilizers - Alex couldn't afford it, of
course.
Akemi rolled over into the shade. She needed a 'mate, then maybe a nap. She unsnapped a pocket on her tight shorts
& pulled out a tiny capsule from a larger green canister. After pulling the two ends of the pill, a tiny cake-like square
popped into her palm. She tossed into her mouth, relishing the sweet, tart taste of the medicine. Her Resta technique
was high enough to adequately heal her, but the 'mate tasted so good! She smiled a little as she searched the skies
for interesting clouds. Alex had taught her this amusing activity once at a picnic. The smile faded a bit at this
memory.
Of course, not all the "activities" Alex had taught her had been so fun.
As soon as the Newman had stepped in the door of her new home, Alex had slammed the door, then torn off the
oversized cotton dress that the lab had put on her. Alex of course, had a brand new, custom talored wardrobe for her
(to uphold the image he was inventing for his "wife"), but he hadn't bothered to bring anything to the lab. She left in
the generic dress of all normal Newmen.
And so began her life.
End Author's Note...
The next chapter should be up within the week... Hopefully.