This is my second story about Dallstin. This story is a very unconventional genre. I would classify it as a supernatural, sci-fi, action romance, but I could only pick two for the site, so I chose sci-fi & romance. But enough. On we go!
Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally or any characters therein. However, I will have a substantial amount of OC's as well.
Lester's P.O.V.
"Ah. Mr. Dawson! We've been expecting you." the security guard said to me as he opened the door to the lab.
I am Lester Dawson, a researcher at the Carroll Corporation. Specifically, I work on the A.L.I.C.E. project. A.L.I.C.E. stands for Active Life Interpersonal Combat Entity. It's a project of the Carroll Corporation designed to genetically engineer super-human warriors with special abilities. I was the lead researcher on the Moon model. This model has telekinetic powers and is so named due to the Moon's unseen effects on our Earth. That, and the CEO is somewhat obsessed with Alice In Wonderland and required that all the models have the name of a character from the story. Today, I have been invited to see the animation of my creation.
I walk into the room adjacent to the Stasis Chamber where the blond boy, Moon, is in a large, glass tube, being held in suspended animation. There are scientists scrambling at their computers while the leader of the A.L.I.C.E. project, who we only know as Lewis, comes up to me.
"We're ready when you are Mr. Dawson." Lewis tells me.
"Proceed." I say, somewhat hesitant.
"Begin the animation process!" Lewis barks at the scientists. A few seconds later, I hear a computerized voice.
"ANIMATION PROCESS INITIALIZED. PLEASE EVACUATE STASIS CHAMBER." The computer waits, but there's no one in the chamber.
"PROCEEDING WITH ANIMATION PROCESS. CHARGING JUMP-START." I hear the sound of a defibrillator charging. "ADMINISTERING JUMP-START." I hear the charge release and the blond boy in the tank jumps. After a minute, the voice continues. "ALL VITALS FUNCTIONING PROPERLY. PROCEEDING TO DRAIN STASIS TANK." Suddenly, the fluid level in the tank Moon was floating in drops. When the fluid is drained away, Moon is standing, but only because his life support wires and tubes are still connected."DISCONNECTING LIFE SUPPORT." The hoses and wires connected to Moon disconnect and retract to the ceiling. With this, Moon falls to the ground, unconscious. I can see he's breathing, so I know it worked.
"ANIMATION COMPLETED. STASIS DRUG EFFECT WILL DISSIPATE IN TEN MINUTES. PLEASE BRING SPECIMEN TO HOLDING CELL WITHIN THIS TIME." The voice says again. I then see three researchers walk in with a stretcher, place Moon on it, and carry it off. I quickly leave the room and follow my creation.
Moon's P.O.V.
I wake up incredibly groggy. I don't know where I am. Come to think of it, I don't know anything.
I'm laying on a bed in a bright, white room. I sit up, making my head pound.
"Good morning Moon." I hear through an intercom. I look around and try to see if this person is in view. Up near the top of the room I see a long window. Through it, I see a man looking at me with a microphone in his hand.
"I'm Lester." the man says to me through the microphone. "I created you." My head is still pounding and the intercom is only making it worse.
"You probably don't feel so great right now, but it'll be okay. The drugs will fully wear off in a few minutes and you'll feel great." he tells me. "In the meantime, why don't you have something to eat." I see him reach down and I can only assume he pushed a button because at that moment a plate of food and a glass of milk rose from the ground.
"Those are called pancakes." Lester said. "Trust me. You'll like them."
I walk over to the food and a chair pops from the ground behind me. I sit down and pick up the fork next to the food. I cut a chunk out of the pancakes. They're covered in a sticky, brown liquid.
"That's syrup." Lester said. "It makes the pancakes taste even better."
I take a bite. They're absolutely delicious. I quickly devour the rest of them.
"Well you must really like them." Lester says.
After I finish, I sit back. "Where am I?" I ask.
"Oh, yes, of course!" Lester says. "This is the Carroll Corporation Research Facility. It's where you and the rest of the A.L.I.C.E. members are being held."
"Alice?" I ask him.
"You and your "brother's and sisters" are genetically engineered super-humans created to be sold to the government for use in the military. All of you have special abilities that make you unique and puts you above ordinary soldiers. You have the ability of telekinesis."
"Tell-a-ka-what?" I ask.
"It's the ability to move things with your mind." Lester says. My eyes widen.
"WHOA! How do I do that?"
"Just focus on the object and on what you want it to do." he tells me. I stare at the plate in front of me. I think hard about it lifting off the table and spinning it. As I think this, I find it doing just that.
"That's awesome!" I shout. Doing so, though, makes me lose my concentration. The plate falls to the table and shatters.
"We'll work on training you." Lester says. "We start tomorrow, but you should get a good nights sleep for now."
1 month later
It's been one month since I first woke up. The training has been going well, but I'm starting to question my purpose. I was created to kill, but I don't want to. My brothers and sisters don't seem to have this hang-up though. They just follow orders without a second thought. This concerns me as some of their powers are a lot more deadly than mine. Queen throws explosive playing cards and Cheshire teleports and has razor sharp claws.
However, I've made my decision. I'm getting out of here and I'm not coming back.
I've been experimenting with my powers lately, and I've found I can do much more than just move objects. If I focus on individual molecules, I can set things on fire. By lifting myself, I can fly. I can even gather energy from the surrounding enviroment, focus it into spheres between my hands, and fire them off at high speed. This is what I'm using to escape.
I've found that a sphere the size of a golf ball can blast a hole the size of a basket ball through 5 inch plate steel. So if I create a sphere the size of a basketball, it should make a hole big enough for me to escape through.
At night, once all the scientists have gone home, I put my plan into action. I turn to the wall of my room that is on the outside of the building. I put my hands together and focus with all my might. I feel the power growing. Once I've built enough up, I get ready to fire. If it doesn't work the first time, security guards will be on top of me before I get a second chance.
"Here goes everything."
I thrust my hands towards the wall. The energy sphere launches from my hands, and explodes on making contact with the wall.
I feel a breeze coming from the hole and a smirk on my face. It distracts me to the point where I almost forget about escaping. That is until alarms start blaring and snap me out of it.
I run to the hole and look out. I'm several stories up. The facility seems to be incredibly isolated as all I see is a forest below me. Without hesitating, I lift myself up, and fly out the hole.
I'm flying for a while before I see any signs of other people, but when I do, I come across a large city.
"Perfect!" I say. "A well-populated area will make it much harder for them to find me." I start descending into a well-lit area.
I'm usually pretty good at landing, but I've never had to land with wind. I'm coming down when a sudden gust of wind blows me off course. Instead of landing in between two buildings where no one would see me, I land in a plaza with a fountain.
Right on top of a boy with long brown hair.
