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This is a tie in to my version of how Jules came to be. Or how he came to be with his brother. My first story was just a test, and it sucked I bet. This may turn into a chapter thing, it depends on if you like it. Thanks!
The truth about me
Chuck sat by the fire, reading a physics book, studying for his test tomorrow. He was just starting to read about how the atoms of a nuclear bomb work when his father came in. He sat down in an armchair near by, looking slightly disturbed.
"What' wrong father?" Charles asked.
His father sighed. " My research is near complete, and yet I find I have one flaw. Now it will never be complete." He thudded his fists on the chairs arm rests as Charles stood up.
"What ever it is you need after, I will help. My life is devoted to science, if it will benefit science and mankind, I'll help."
He looked up. "You are brave for a teenager. And strange at the same time. Son, you will have to trust me. I will put you under and I will perform an operation on you. But I will not tell you to what purpose you are, not yet at least. There will be a time when all will be revealed. Do you still agree."
Charles thought a minute. "I do. I'm ready to assist you."
"Good then. Come to my lab now, the sooner this is over, the sooner science will benefit from my research."
Charles, later to be known as Sir Charles of the ministry of science, followed his father down into his lab. His father was known to be one of the greatest scientist of his time, though his work would sometimes get a bit off the topic of science and lean more towards human tests. But this did not worry Charles, he trusted his father.
5 years later.
Charles looked at the clock. It was 1 AM and he hadn't finished his work yet. He was now 21, he had moved to the planet Mobius and the city of Mobotropolis when he was 17, he had originally lived in the space colonies that orbited the planet.
He sighed and decided his work would be best finished in the comforts of his home. Grabbing up as many things as he could, and his keys, he walked out the door, locking it securely, and left to drive home.
When he had arrived home he tried to finish his studies on how the body reacts to pain, he had turned out much like his father had, but had fallen asleep. He woke up with a start at 3: 25 when his phone rang. He cautiously picked it up, wondering who would be calling him at such a time.
"Hello?"
"Charles?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"It's your father."
Charles paused, he hadn't heard from him since 2 Christmas's ago. "Uh, hi dad. What's up, why are you calling, and so late?"
There was a laugh at the other end of the line. "Heh, I'm sorry, I didn't know what time it was down there. But how are you?" The voice asked.
"I-I'm fine dad. But I highly doubt you called to ask if I were all right. What's wrong?"
"Heh, you get right to the point don't you? Well then, I'll tell you. As you know I'm aging, and I can't take much stress, but I have a problem."
"Yes?" Charles pressed.
"I want you to take your little brother, Charles. He is trouble with a capitol 'T' and I can't handle him now that I'm older. But, unfortunately, if you don't take him, I'll just give him up for adoption. He's not yet old enough to care for himself."
There was long silence. Charles sat, dumbfounded, and thought for a minute.
"I have a brother?"
There was a hollow laugh. "Yes. His name is Jules. Now, can you care for him, or must I give him to the orphanage?"
"Is he causing so much trouble? And would he adjust well to the change from the colonies to the city. It is very different!"
"He is trouble, yes. But, you can handle him, he just needs a good smack once in a while. And I do not fear he won't adjust well, he has adjusted to many things quicker than anyone else."
Charles paused again. "All right. I'll take charge of him. When can I expect him?"
"He is already packed, I can send him tomorrow. He would arrive then at sunset I would suspect. Is that alright?"
"Wha-well, isn't that a bit soon!? Won't he want to say goodbye to his friends? And I need to prepare for him!"
"He has no friends!" Came a loud and cold reply. "And he only requires a small amount of space. A small room will do just fine. Do you have a small room he could use?"
"Yes...he could stay here. All right. Tomorrow then, at sunset. I'll meet him at the landing zone. I dare say I will recognize him right away?"
"Oh yes, right away. Good then my son. He will be there tomorrow. Thank you."
And with that, the end went dead. Charles hung up the phone and stared at space.
"I have a brother?" he thought. As he went to bed that night, all he could think was 'I have a brother?'
The next day Charles was working very little. He kept glancing at the clock. Subset was at 6:30, so he could leave at 6:15. It was just turning 6 now when his friend walked in.
"Charles! You barely got any work done! What's bothering you?"
The female cat looked at her distressed companion, he was slightly pale.
"I'm fine, Sara. I'm just kind of distracted today. I got a call from my dad last night. I haven't heard from him in over a year, and now, suddenly, he wants me to take in my little brother. I didn't even know I had a little brother!"
Sara looked at him. "When is he coming?"
"That's the incredible thing! He's coming tonight! In 15 minutes! I don't even know if I'll be able to spot him out!"
"Hmm, well, you should get going. The last thing you would want to do is to be late meeting your little brother for the first time. I can finish up the work here. Just promise me you'll get him some normal food and not freeze dried garbage?"
Charles snorted. "Yeah, I'll swing by a fast food place, the stuff on the shuttle cant be to good. Thanks Sara! I'll see you tomorrow!"
Grabbing his coat and keys, he sped out the door and jumped into his car. He brushed some junk off the seat next to him and shoved it in the back. He was getting more excited every inch he got closer to the landing zone. When he arrive though, he saw he was just in time. He hurriedly got out of the car and went to see the people get off.
A lot of tourist got off, none of which popped out to him, so none could be his brother, and they weren't looking for any body either. As the shuttle emptied he got distressed. Had he missed the right shuttle? Or, did the kid skip out? As he was about to ask someone for help he heard someone yell.
"Hey! Are you Charles?"
Charles looked to the shuttle gangplank. He nodded at the teenager.
"Good. Then you didn't forget." As the teen climbed down the plank he saw a resemblance.
As the being got closer Charles held his breath. Removing his sunglasses the figure said, "I'm Jules."
Charles looked the boy over. He had the same blue fur he had, and large teal eyes, much like their mothers, his father said if he ever had kids they would have teal eyes. The teen was loosely dressed in a yellow tank top, black knee cut shorts and black gloves with what looked like elbow pads on. This boy was far more wild than he had imagined.
"Well, come on lets go. I didn't spend a hell trip on a shuttle to stand around all day. I'm starved!"
Charles nodded as the boy, equipped with only one bag, went to his car and threw his stuff in, then seated himself in the passenger seat. As he was driving his brother to his new home he couldn't help but wonder,
"Where did this strange boy come from?"
~End
Should I write a chapter two and so on? It kind of leads to that. It's a very strange story, I'll tell you that much. But I think people will like it. Yeah, I added space colonies, which I don't think really exist in the comics and games (except SA2). Maybe they blew up or something. So, what did you think? The other characters parents will show up later.
This is a tie in to my version of how Jules came to be. Or how he came to be with his brother. My first story was just a test, and it sucked I bet. This may turn into a chapter thing, it depends on if you like it. Thanks!
The truth about me
Chuck sat by the fire, reading a physics book, studying for his test tomorrow. He was just starting to read about how the atoms of a nuclear bomb work when his father came in. He sat down in an armchair near by, looking slightly disturbed.
"What' wrong father?" Charles asked.
His father sighed. " My research is near complete, and yet I find I have one flaw. Now it will never be complete." He thudded his fists on the chairs arm rests as Charles stood up.
"What ever it is you need after, I will help. My life is devoted to science, if it will benefit science and mankind, I'll help."
He looked up. "You are brave for a teenager. And strange at the same time. Son, you will have to trust me. I will put you under and I will perform an operation on you. But I will not tell you to what purpose you are, not yet at least. There will be a time when all will be revealed. Do you still agree."
Charles thought a minute. "I do. I'm ready to assist you."
"Good then. Come to my lab now, the sooner this is over, the sooner science will benefit from my research."
Charles, later to be known as Sir Charles of the ministry of science, followed his father down into his lab. His father was known to be one of the greatest scientist of his time, though his work would sometimes get a bit off the topic of science and lean more towards human tests. But this did not worry Charles, he trusted his father.
5 years later.
Charles looked at the clock. It was 1 AM and he hadn't finished his work yet. He was now 21, he had moved to the planet Mobius and the city of Mobotropolis when he was 17, he had originally lived in the space colonies that orbited the planet.
He sighed and decided his work would be best finished in the comforts of his home. Grabbing up as many things as he could, and his keys, he walked out the door, locking it securely, and left to drive home.
When he had arrived home he tried to finish his studies on how the body reacts to pain, he had turned out much like his father had, but had fallen asleep. He woke up with a start at 3: 25 when his phone rang. He cautiously picked it up, wondering who would be calling him at such a time.
"Hello?"
"Charles?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"It's your father."
Charles paused, he hadn't heard from him since 2 Christmas's ago. "Uh, hi dad. What's up, why are you calling, and so late?"
There was a laugh at the other end of the line. "Heh, I'm sorry, I didn't know what time it was down there. But how are you?" The voice asked.
"I-I'm fine dad. But I highly doubt you called to ask if I were all right. What's wrong?"
"Heh, you get right to the point don't you? Well then, I'll tell you. As you know I'm aging, and I can't take much stress, but I have a problem."
"Yes?" Charles pressed.
"I want you to take your little brother, Charles. He is trouble with a capitol 'T' and I can't handle him now that I'm older. But, unfortunately, if you don't take him, I'll just give him up for adoption. He's not yet old enough to care for himself."
There was long silence. Charles sat, dumbfounded, and thought for a minute.
"I have a brother?"
There was a hollow laugh. "Yes. His name is Jules. Now, can you care for him, or must I give him to the orphanage?"
"Is he causing so much trouble? And would he adjust well to the change from the colonies to the city. It is very different!"
"He is trouble, yes. But, you can handle him, he just needs a good smack once in a while. And I do not fear he won't adjust well, he has adjusted to many things quicker than anyone else."
Charles paused again. "All right. I'll take charge of him. When can I expect him?"
"He is already packed, I can send him tomorrow. He would arrive then at sunset I would suspect. Is that alright?"
"Wha-well, isn't that a bit soon!? Won't he want to say goodbye to his friends? And I need to prepare for him!"
"He has no friends!" Came a loud and cold reply. "And he only requires a small amount of space. A small room will do just fine. Do you have a small room he could use?"
"Yes...he could stay here. All right. Tomorrow then, at sunset. I'll meet him at the landing zone. I dare say I will recognize him right away?"
"Oh yes, right away. Good then my son. He will be there tomorrow. Thank you."
And with that, the end went dead. Charles hung up the phone and stared at space.
"I have a brother?" he thought. As he went to bed that night, all he could think was 'I have a brother?'
The next day Charles was working very little. He kept glancing at the clock. Subset was at 6:30, so he could leave at 6:15. It was just turning 6 now when his friend walked in.
"Charles! You barely got any work done! What's bothering you?"
The female cat looked at her distressed companion, he was slightly pale.
"I'm fine, Sara. I'm just kind of distracted today. I got a call from my dad last night. I haven't heard from him in over a year, and now, suddenly, he wants me to take in my little brother. I didn't even know I had a little brother!"
Sara looked at him. "When is he coming?"
"That's the incredible thing! He's coming tonight! In 15 minutes! I don't even know if I'll be able to spot him out!"
"Hmm, well, you should get going. The last thing you would want to do is to be late meeting your little brother for the first time. I can finish up the work here. Just promise me you'll get him some normal food and not freeze dried garbage?"
Charles snorted. "Yeah, I'll swing by a fast food place, the stuff on the shuttle cant be to good. Thanks Sara! I'll see you tomorrow!"
Grabbing his coat and keys, he sped out the door and jumped into his car. He brushed some junk off the seat next to him and shoved it in the back. He was getting more excited every inch he got closer to the landing zone. When he arrive though, he saw he was just in time. He hurriedly got out of the car and went to see the people get off.
A lot of tourist got off, none of which popped out to him, so none could be his brother, and they weren't looking for any body either. As the shuttle emptied he got distressed. Had he missed the right shuttle? Or, did the kid skip out? As he was about to ask someone for help he heard someone yell.
"Hey! Are you Charles?"
Charles looked to the shuttle gangplank. He nodded at the teenager.
"Good. Then you didn't forget." As the teen climbed down the plank he saw a resemblance.
As the being got closer Charles held his breath. Removing his sunglasses the figure said, "I'm Jules."
Charles looked the boy over. He had the same blue fur he had, and large teal eyes, much like their mothers, his father said if he ever had kids they would have teal eyes. The teen was loosely dressed in a yellow tank top, black knee cut shorts and black gloves with what looked like elbow pads on. This boy was far more wild than he had imagined.
"Well, come on lets go. I didn't spend a hell trip on a shuttle to stand around all day. I'm starved!"
Charles nodded as the boy, equipped with only one bag, went to his car and threw his stuff in, then seated himself in the passenger seat. As he was driving his brother to his new home he couldn't help but wonder,
"Where did this strange boy come from?"
~End
Should I write a chapter two and so on? It kind of leads to that. It's a very strange story, I'll tell you that much. But I think people will like it. Yeah, I added space colonies, which I don't think really exist in the comics and games (except SA2). Maybe they blew up or something. So, what did you think? The other characters parents will show up later.