Chapter 5...
[Authors note: What the following is supposed to be is a doctor's report during Spike's surgery to repair his right eye. I have done research to figure out what terms to use, however I realize that not everyone is going to bother to do research to understand what I'm talking about. So I'm going to do this in English as best as I can, and if I have to use a fancy word, I will put a quick meaning out in parentheses (). Thank you.]
Patient: Spike Spiegel
Minor injuries: Multiple wounds, both old and new.
Major injuries: Right eye has been destroyed beyond use.
We have decided to replace Spike Spiegel's right eye with I bionic replacement. In the initial report it seemed that the bionic eye would be able to handle all the functions that were lost in the accident. However, when in surgery, we discovered that Mr. Spiegel had lost more of his eye then we previously believed. The optic nerve (tube from eye to brain) has been damaged beyond repair. Unfortunately, the technology that our bionic eye uses is unable to emit colors. It seems that Mr. Spiegel will be color blind in his right eye. Also because the optic nerve was destroyed, we have had to use a route that connects the bionic eye to hippocampus (controls memories) and then connecting that to visual cortex (controls sight). By doing this we have been able to maintain Spike Spiegel's sight in his right eye. As to what impact connecting the eye to the hippocampus will have on Mr. Spiegel, we do not know...
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I heard the elavator slowly come up. I put down my papers and reached into my jacket. As I heard it hit my floor and stop, I tensed up. The doors slowly opened up, when I saw the familiar green hair through the crack in the doors I relaxed. But something was different. When the doors fully opened, I saw that Spike also had his hand in his jacket.
"Why do you have your hand in your jacket, Spike?"
"You never know Mao, you never know."
Spike walked towards my desk, I asked him, "What are you afraid of?"
"I'm not a popular man among some factions," he said, taking a seat.
"So you are afraid of death now?"
"You called me in here to take up a mission Mao. I don't feel like shooting the breeze."
I grinned and said, " You never do. As you know, your little vacation has ended. And now that your new eye is fully functional I have a new assignment for you."
"Already?"
"We have a new recruit. He will be down in that pool hall in the building next to us. Take this communicator, you can attach it to your shirt collar, he will be located by the jutebox. Your password is, 'Strange weather latley, huh?', his password is, 'Ya, they're calling for more rain next week'.
One more detail, he perfers to go by the name of Vicious."
"The Journey is just Begining..."
Ok, I have to give credit to the following people from the Jazz Messenger forums for helping me with the fanfic. (www.jazzmess.com)
SemperFi: Reviewed all of my chapters before I published them, and helped me figure out the eye parts and stuff.
Roger_Smith: Reviewed all of my chapters before I published them, helped me figure out the eye parts and stuff, helped me figure out which car Julia had, and gave me that little drugs line back in Chapter 3.
Zeros: Borrowed the name of Julia's partner from her (sort of) and she helped me figure out what car Julia has.
Good_karma: Borrowed the flower scene in chapter 3, he reviewed chapter 3, and I borrowed the line "I always finish what I start Mao."
The_Tao_of_Spike: I have set up the ending of my fanfic, so that it starts his fanfic perfectly.
Thank you to all the guys and gals that helped with this fanfic.
[Authors note: What the following is supposed to be is a doctor's report during Spike's surgery to repair his right eye. I have done research to figure out what terms to use, however I realize that not everyone is going to bother to do research to understand what I'm talking about. So I'm going to do this in English as best as I can, and if I have to use a fancy word, I will put a quick meaning out in parentheses (). Thank you.]
Patient: Spike Spiegel
Minor injuries: Multiple wounds, both old and new.
Major injuries: Right eye has been destroyed beyond use.
We have decided to replace Spike Spiegel's right eye with I bionic replacement. In the initial report it seemed that the bionic eye would be able to handle all the functions that were lost in the accident. However, when in surgery, we discovered that Mr. Spiegel had lost more of his eye then we previously believed. The optic nerve (tube from eye to brain) has been damaged beyond repair. Unfortunately, the technology that our bionic eye uses is unable to emit colors. It seems that Mr. Spiegel will be color blind in his right eye. Also because the optic nerve was destroyed, we have had to use a route that connects the bionic eye to hippocampus (controls memories) and then connecting that to visual cortex (controls sight). By doing this we have been able to maintain Spike Spiegel's sight in his right eye. As to what impact connecting the eye to the hippocampus will have on Mr. Spiegel, we do not know...
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I heard the elavator slowly come up. I put down my papers and reached into my jacket. As I heard it hit my floor and stop, I tensed up. The doors slowly opened up, when I saw the familiar green hair through the crack in the doors I relaxed. But something was different. When the doors fully opened, I saw that Spike also had his hand in his jacket.
"Why do you have your hand in your jacket, Spike?"
"You never know Mao, you never know."
Spike walked towards my desk, I asked him, "What are you afraid of?"
"I'm not a popular man among some factions," he said, taking a seat.
"So you are afraid of death now?"
"You called me in here to take up a mission Mao. I don't feel like shooting the breeze."
I grinned and said, " You never do. As you know, your little vacation has ended. And now that your new eye is fully functional I have a new assignment for you."
"Already?"
"We have a new recruit. He will be down in that pool hall in the building next to us. Take this communicator, you can attach it to your shirt collar, he will be located by the jutebox. Your password is, 'Strange weather latley, huh?', his password is, 'Ya, they're calling for more rain next week'.
One more detail, he perfers to go by the name of Vicious."
"The Journey is just Begining..."
Ok, I have to give credit to the following people from the Jazz Messenger forums for helping me with the fanfic. (www.jazzmess.com)
SemperFi: Reviewed all of my chapters before I published them, and helped me figure out the eye parts and stuff.
Roger_Smith: Reviewed all of my chapters before I published them, helped me figure out the eye parts and stuff, helped me figure out which car Julia had, and gave me that little drugs line back in Chapter 3.
Zeros: Borrowed the name of Julia's partner from her (sort of) and she helped me figure out what car Julia has.
Good_karma: Borrowed the flower scene in chapter 3, he reviewed chapter 3, and I borrowed the line "I always finish what I start Mao."
The_Tao_of_Spike: I have set up the ending of my fanfic, so that it starts his fanfic perfectly.
Thank you to all the guys and gals that helped with this fanfic.