Interference
Chapter One: So Near, Yet So Far Fetched
I don't CARE if the title reminds you of Pokemon! I don't CARE if this ends up similar to Blue Birds Of Horror! I wrote this ALL BY MYSELF, I had NO HELP from that episode, and I CERTAINTLY had NO HELP from Pokemon! I'm sorry I haven't been posting fics, it's just that I've been so busy! Wildly, unbelievably busy. *workworkwork* And thanks to Ptah, I've got more ideas for more fics-and they're so much better then mine! Wah! Thanks Ptah! Well, enjoy.
José examined the large satellite dish. Well, it certainly LOOKS operational. He turned to a Fixed Idea. You, get me the controls.
A blank stare focused back on him.
WE DON'T HAVE CONTROLS?
We're working on them, came the meek reply from a Type.
Well, work FASTER! In his anger, José kicked the satellite dish, which caused the entire structure to rumble. Behind his orange glasses, his eyes widened and he ran behind a Fixed Idea. The entire dish rolled off the stand, rolling kamikaze-style straight at him. José leaped onto the Fixed Idea's back as it ran from the dish.
Adrian removed his coat, just having returned from dinner at the small cafe. He tossed the jacket onto a tabletop and turned on the television, hoping for some late night news. Instead, the channel was fuzzy, blocking out the sound and most of the picture. Well, that's strange, he remarked, picking up the remote. Wonder if it's just this channel. But, strangely, every station was blocked out.
This is getting too strange to be called a coincidence. The sky was perfectly clear; there was no threat of any storms or downed power lines. Adrian crossed the room and picked up his phone, hoping to call the television support line. There was no dialtone, and pressing the receiver down and up didn't help. Was the phone cord plugged in? Yes...so what's going on?
Adrian hung up the phone, and as he did so, the lights in the apartment flickered once, then went out. There was no light left, not even the streetlamp outside. He quickly went to the balcony window and looked out. Across the entire city, people were yelling and shouting. The power to the entire city had been cut off, and cars were rendered helpless in the streets.
A fight broke out directly below his apartment; two cars had both lost engine power and had careened into each other. The owners had gotten out, and, in the dark, began to recklessly throw punches. There was a small crowd, but most people were resigned to trying to get home. Adrian sighed and left the window, unlatching the lock on it.
He headed to his closet. And I had been hoping to get a decent night's sleep... ah well. Ever vigilant. I hope Julian and Data 7 are all right.
A few minutes later, Cybersix leaped from the balcony, spiraling towards downtown Meridiana. Lucas, too.