Project

Author's Notes: Project is composed of 10 parts, seven of which tells the story within that particular characters point of view, meaning that the story will have different timelines depending on the character in the part. Please do not be confused.

Part 1: Project immortal

Chapter 1: Discovery

Another day at the bar Ethan thought to himself as the party was going on so well, all his buddies were dancing or hitting on girls, everyone was having a good time, except for him. He sat there at a dusty seat at the back of the bar drinking a beer, the smiles and loud music were already enough to keep him company. One of his good friends Leo came up to him from the dance floor and sat a few spaces from Ethan. A small mist of heat had developed because of the party; Leo shouted "What's up man?"

Ethan paused for a while looking at Leo, it was unusual for him to ask like this; knowing what attitude Ethan had possessed. Ethan's faded look gave Leo one indication…nothing.

"Why would you care anyway?" Ethan replied soon after "It's not like I have anything important to tell" he exaggerated on the word important.

Leo stood up and slapped Ethan at the back, "You really need to find yourself a girl" he said grinning. Ethan looked back, shaking his head in disagreement. "If you need me, you'll know where I am" stated Leo as he disappeared into the crowd of people dancing.

The night was young, the cold breeze was blooming outside, and everyone was having a blast except for Ethan. But he was content, sitting on one side drinking a few beers and observing what the people were doing.

Ethan sighed; he already wanted to go home, if it wasn't for Gordon, his roommate who's disappeared into the wilderness of the building, getting drunk probably.

The slow hours were passing by, and then flashed to Ethan's mind was a thought he had nearly forgotten, the reason why he was never social, why he never talked to anyone that much. Because he didn't have anything to talk about, he didn't have any recollection of his past. He just woke up three months ago, lying in his apartment bed all alone. Unlike most people, Ethan had given up searching for the truth about his past, and started to build a foundation for his "new beginning."

The seconds passed by slowly, it was boredom that kept talking to Ethan's ear, whispering one small word, "sleep." He had never had gotten a decent sleep all his life, and maybe he never will.

"Hi, I'm Jill" a female voice greeted in the background, Ethan looked up to see this blond female, about 5' 7, she was smiling straight at him.

"Ethan" he said, in a quite soft voice.

"Mind if I take a seat?" she asked him, her green eyes shining beautifully.

"Sure, I need the company" Ethan quickly replied.

Normally, Ethan wouldn't do this, but something about her was different, sure she was cute. But something about her made him relax, and somehow he just wanted to have a conversation.

"You come here often?" he asked, stupid line he thought.

"Once a week," she replied with a simple expression in her face, she took off her jacket and continued "I am getting thirsty though"

It seemed to him that she was asking for a drink; Ethan succumbed and asked for two glasses of wine.

"Thanks" she let out with a smile. She finished her drink quite fast.

Soon after, they were talking, things that Ethan never knew he had knowledge about. But he didn't care, they were so indulged with the conversation, it seemed endless.

But of course, everything ends, and she left soon giver her number on a scented note. Ethan smiled; I guess this night isn't so bad after all. His friends hadn't shown to his sight yet, Leo wasn't where he was supposed to be, and it was near early morning. After long waiting, he fell asleep.

They say that dreams are the only things we see when we are asleep, dreams are nothing but combined fantasies, hoping to be reality, a recollection of the things you want and fear. But in Ethan's case it was different.

He found himself, in a glass container filling up with water, his body was numb and the water was nearing his neck. As the water rushed to his face, he was gasping for air as the water was rushing inside from his mouth, he feared of drowning. But then something at the edge of his eye got to him, as he turned right he saw a blurry image of a man with a scar across his cheek. He knocked on the glass and grinned, saying in an unemotional voice. "Hello Project Immortal."

Ethan woke up profusely sweating and gasping for air, he had fell asleep on the bar, when his eyes slid to focus, it was already seven in the morning, and all that was left was a janitor mopping the floor.

"You got a hangover buddy?" asked the janitor.

Ethan didn't reply… he went straight out the door. Good thing work is at one o'clock he thought.

He worked for a famous technological research center known as Innova, there was good pay, and the working hours were less. He worked as a research assistant in the field of genetics.

The days soon passed by, Ethan had been dating Jill for two weeks now and he could feel a change in him, a change that made him happy.

During one afternoon as Ethan was quietly strolling down the block towards his avenue, he was stopped by a parade of bikers. They faced him with their lights blinding to the eye.

At the front of the pack was the bike Blue Phoenix, it was one of the rare things Innova Corporation made, only a few exist.

A quite rugged man came from that particular bike, a black bandana strapped to his wrist and some expensive sunglasses hanging loosely from his shirt, he was wearing a black leather vest with an imprint at the back marked "Flesh," the pack of riders behind him soon came down from their bikes to join their companion.

"You dating Jill?" he said in a rough voice,

When Ethan heard this he knew exactly who this person was, Jill's ex-boyfriend Lee Roy. A good person turned bad, Jill never did know the reason why.

"Yeah," Ethan proudly replied "What's your problem?"

"She's my girl!" he exclaimed out loud.

The funny thing about this is that there was nobody around, it was completely empty except for a dog who was barking loudly through the air; it was just Ethan, Lee Roy, and a pack of what looks to be bouncers and wrestlers.

"Last time I heard you were sitting with a pile of crap in a dumpster somewhere off Mexico." Ethan taunted.

Lee Roy's face turned red with anger, he walked until he was close ranged to Ethan, his pack behind him.

"Let's see who's going to turn into a piece of crap once we're done." he said with confidence

"I'm not afraid of you" Ethan replied, coming even closer "you and your sissy boys can go to your mommies and cry all you want, she's mine, why don't you accept the fact that your just a fag trying to have a girlfriend so you can hide your trans-sexual operation!"

At that moment Lee Roy got real mad; he rushed towards Ethan and quickly stabbed him at the chest.

Ethan was in shock, he could not feel the pain for a moment, then it was so excruciating, his body became numb. He could only see the blood staining his shirt, the color of deep red reflected in his eyes.

I'm an idiot he thought I should've taken the chance to run, but there was one person on his mind that he could never get out, the only person who he cared for o much…Jill.

If there was only one more chance, a chance to right the wrong, a chance to see her again…continuous thought rushed to his head as the blood slowly dripped away.

Before his eyes could close to complete death, Lee Roy's lackeys beat him up with their boots and baseball bats. But the pain of never seeing someone you care about ever again was indeed more pain than one deserves in a lifetime.

"One more chance…" Ethan let out in a soft whisper

Then everything went into suspended animation, even though the pain was excruciating, only Ethan could move, as he noticed.

Then everything was happening in rewind, he could even see the knife being removed from his torso and the blood coming back into place, Is this what happens in death he thought, maybe every memory he had will flash before his eyes, Ethan even thought of reincarnation, that everything might rewind to his birth, to start anew.

As long as I have a second chance his mind conjured up.

Then everything went back to normal, he was walking again on that concrete sidewalk passing by the stores, and he could see the part of that particular block wherein he died.

Maybe it was just a vision he thought shaking his head if so, I won't take any chances.

Ethan crossed to the other street, hoping that he would evade them, hoping that is was all just a dream.

But still it happened, as he continuously walked, there again he was stopped by Lee Roy and his bikers.

"I guess there's only one way out of this" he softly said

"You dating…"

"Look if your going to beat me up and kill me, might as well do it now." Ethan quickly said cutting of Lee Roy's words

"Straight to the point eh…" Lee Roy replied with a grin, "Fine, let's finish this" he drew the knife and went rushing at high speed, the bikers behind him.

I could catch his attack, if only he could go slower Ethan thought.

And as he thought about it, everything suddenly went into slow motion, as if it was a video tape, he could see the look of confidence on Lee Roy's face as he was slowly running, as what Ethan's point of view speculated.

Ethan couldn't believe it, as if he could control time and do anything he wants with it…Impossible he thought, but it doesn't seem impossible from his eyes.

"Stop" he whispered.

And everything did stop, from the birds flying overhead, to the sweat dropping on Lee Roy's brow.

It was so unbelievable, Ethan couldn't' help but let out a smile.

And so, he took Lee Roy's knife and everything in his mind slid to focus, his anger he felt for the intentions this people had for him.

"You're not taking my Jill" he whispered.

Then he stabbed Lee Roy so full of strength, that he wounded himself in the process. Since everything was in suspended animation, the blood that busted from Lee Roy's neck stopped in mid-air.

Ethan was smart, he got out the way then he whispered, "Continue"

When everything went back to normal, Lee Roy automatically fell down, blood oozing from his veins, his gang stopped in shock, and as Ethan looked to them with anger…they scurried away like a pack of dying ants looking for their anthill.

Ethan ran away knowing that the police would soon get here.

Ethan continued the day at the rooftop of the apartment he stayed in, it was his place to emote, even though he felt guilty of killing a person, he was still smiling, for he knew that he had power, power over time… the sun was slowly setting, and he watched down below as the people rushed along their lives.