Honored Memories
By: Kryptonite
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed, nine on the first chapter! Yay! I'll mention you all at the bottom. I'm glad everyone liked the first chapter I'm really glad with the way it came out. Well, anyway you get to 'see' the Mempulse, the machine they traded for, in action. See if you can guess what Dylan's going to see when it's his turn. Enjoy the chapter!
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" It's relatively simple." Harper said, poking at the flexi on which the information had been copied.
" Does that mean you know how it works?" Beka asked, bored and wanting to get on with the testing. Harper looked up and gave Beka a look that clearly said, 'You've got to be kidding me.'
" Yes."
" Good, you can go first." Dylan said from behind the blond genius.
" Why me?" He whined, craning his neck to look at Dylan.
" Because. You understand it." Dylan said simply, smiling. Rommie's warning bells rang, signaling an incoming ship. " Again?" Dylan asked, rolling his eyes, his body automatically heading for the door.
" I'm coming with you." Beka called, running out after him.
" I'll try it Harper." Trance offered once the door had slid shut.
" You sure?" He asked, looking in concern at the paling alien. She swallowed and shook her head.
" No one can see your memories, right?"
" Correcto mongo babe. Just sit right here… hand here… and bada bing bada boom, we're set." Harper finished setting up and Trance took a surprised gasp of air as the image in front of her was altered.
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" Didn't expect to see you so soon." Dylan commented dryly.
" Didn't expect to see you ever." Beka muttered behind him. Dylan turned and frowned before turning back to the man on the screen.
" I had business to take care of."
" Your son. I thought you wanted to be with him."
" I did. I do."
" I still don't understand what you're asking of us Tyr."
His face retained the haunted look of a dead man walking as he asked, " Did a Perseid named Valence come by?"
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" Ahh!" Trance screamed lurching forward and breathing heavily. Eyes wide she tried to control her intake of oxygen.
" You okay Trance?" Harper had stepped forward automatically, reaching towards the nice, sweet, plant-loving girl.
" I'm fine." She grounded out, her voice harsh.
" Are you sure, 'cause I could-"
" I said I'm fine!" She yelled, ripping the machine from her body and running from the room, mindless of the spilling blood. Harper simply stared after her retreating form, trying to figure out why Trance, the cool, collected person she was, would act like someone had put a gun to her head.
" Where's Trance off to in such a hurry?"
Harper shrugged, back to the newcomer. " Beat's me. Wanna try Dylan?"
" Sure. What do I do?" Seamus put Dylan through the process and hoped his experience turned out better than Trance's had.
" Sara relax. It's just your parents." Dylan was smiling at his fiancée as they went to meet her parents for dinner.
" You don't know what they're like." Sara chided back, smiling and panicking at the same time. Dylan grabbed Sara's arms and stopped her from walking into the doors of the restaurant.
" They're parents. They just want what's best for you." He kissed the top of her head as she sighed.
" I know."
" Come on." He pulled the door open and they walked in.
*Flash*
" Hello Dylan. It's a pleasure to meet you."
" The pleasure's all mine Mrs. Riley."
" Oh please call me Shelley."
" It's nice to meet you Dylan. Name's Bob."
" Nice to meet you."
" Let's eat, shall we?" The four sat down around the table and started reading the menu.
*Flash*
" Ready?" Gaheris Rhade just frowned at his friend, his facial expression saying 'Of course.'
" Okay, here I come." Dylan said, dribbling the ball and faking to the right. Rhade managed to steal the ball and take it out in a matter of seconds. By the time Dylan got to a point he could've blocked the ball, Gaheris had already shot the ball, sinking it into the basket for a three-point shot.
" The question should have been if you were ready." Gaheris mocked smugly.
" You're good. But not good enough." Dylan managed to steal the ball and sink two more baskets before Rhade got it back and won the game.
Dylan's body surged forward, sweat breaking out along his hairline and his heart pumping.
" Whoa!" Harper called, lunging forward to stop Dylan from bashing his head into the table. " Did it work?"
" Yeah. I felt like I actually ran that whole game." Dylan was still breathing heavily but his heart was slowing down.
" That's the beauty of this baby. Now… just let me remove this one last attachment." Harper stuck his tongue between his teeth and slowly pulled the last insert out and away from Dylan's left temple. Dylan winced as it pulled loose.
" Done?"
" All done. I'm just gonna head down to Machine Shop Seven and see if I can't replicate this thing." Harper went to pick up the original but Dylan snatched it away from him before he could take more than two steps.
" You aren't pulling the original apart. Valence gave us all the information pertaining to the Mempulse. Use that."
" Alright, alright. Touchy." Harper walked off down the hallway and Dylan set the machine back on the table.
" Time to get back to work." Dylan sighed heavily, heaving himself away from the table.
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LittleRedHead- Thanks I'm glad you liked the first chapter. And you're welcome for mentioning your story. I honestly got the idea when I was sitting in front of my comp reading your story (which by the way is very good)!
Yullia- Hopefully I'll keep going strong for the next few chapters and not disappoint anyone. Hope you enjoyed!
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Dataport- I thought it was a good start too.
Kingleby- I'm not going to give descriptions of everyone's memory but you will 'see' Harper's. He's the coolest!