Herald of light: Okay kiddies, thanks for putting up with the story building, I got a very positive review, so thank you! I will try to write on this for some more today, but I am definitely going to have to brainstorm soon.
Chapter 3: Time has no gain on those who are right….
Date: June 1, 2055
Location: Crater of Hope, United Nations Zone B
The men were slowly making their way around the edge of the crater. It had formed the perfect way to house a colony. They were making sure now that there weren't any impurities in the lunar soil that would make people sick. This could be the first site of Terran colonization outside of earth, and no one wanted to screw it up.
"Hey Mike, I have something here on the sonar. Could you run over it with the MAD (Magnetic Anomaly Detector)?" One of the men asked. Without a word the other one began his testing, what he saw on his screen at first made him think the machine was malfunctioning, so he ran the scan again.
"Uh, Boris, you are not going to believe this." Mike replied, sending the image over the wireless network that was between the two men. "Your right, I don't. Let's go check this out."
When they reached the bottom of the crater, they pinpointed the position of the anomaly, and then began to dig. "Okay Boris, were going to have go in from without the drills." Mike said as he got out his small shovel and slowly began to dig Clink Clink "Hey I just hit it." Mike said.
"Oh my God." Was all Boris could say as he looked in horror at the teenager's sleeping face from within the glass container.
From: UN Lunar Space Control, International Space Station Commander Sukai
To: Heads of State of the Security Council
Subject: Lunar Findings
Date: June 15, 2055
Roughly two weeks ago, we found the frozen body of the twenty-first and, thankfully, the last of the Black Ghost Cyborg Program. He was found at the exact center of the Crater of Hope. We are surmising that maybe he is the cause of the crater.
We are still trying to identify him, but one of the older members of the crew thought that he looked a lot like the Jedi Rilet that saved Avocado High School. We are investigating this lead, but are unable to, due to insufficient scientific equipment aboard the station.
We are asking the Council if the United States would consider this under their realm, since they are the deemed Fighters of Terror, and 0021 is of one of the organizations on their list.
=The Next Day=
"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me? Nurse I think he is coming to!"
"Call General Redding immediately."
"Camera on, just in case something happens."
Jedi woke up to a flurry of lights right above his head. "Oww, everything hurts so much. Hey, who are all of you, and why aren't I dead?" He was extremely curious about all of this, because the last thing he remembered was when he charged, and hit with a great deal of bullets. He felt for where the holes should be, but they weren't. The frightened Cyborg asked again "Where am I? Who are you?"
"Don't worry son, you are okay. I am General Redding, and son, you have the honor of having been the person to spend to most time on the moon, 50 years." A short bald man that was dressed in a weird looking blue tunic with 3 stars arranged into a triangle on each shoulder. On his chest was a great deal of medals. Jedi couldn't recognize them all, but he definitely saw the Purple Heart with clusters, and the Medal of Honor.
"So I take it that something happened to me. The government took me away, and turned me into a six million dollar man or something. What do you want me to do, kill Castro or something?" Jedi was pissed, he hadn't been asked to be drafted into a program just to kill.
"Son, you had better get your head on straight. First, Castro has been dead for the better part of 20 years, and second, your government had no involvement in your being turned into what you are now." The general was not looking happy.
"I'm sorry to come off rude, but you try waking up after you thought you had died after fifty years just to find out that you have been turned into a guinea pig for some rich man's pet project?" Jedi was trying to be reasonable, but it wasn't working.
"Look so…Jedi. There is a lot that you don't know, let's get started on that and we will have this conversation later." With that Redding took Jedi by the shoulder and led him out of the door.
Herald of light: Well, that's it for a couple of hours. I really need to get something to eat, and I have some work that needs to get done.
