Chapter 2 / What the hell happened? / Robert Niles Perspective / Fargor's Home Day 2 10:00 AM

I felt like I was hit by two trains this time. If I could figure out why my brain was going into a relapse, I could then configure it again. Unfortunately, back on my world, radiation had made everyone's brain think for itself without our permission. I wish radiation wasn't so screwy. In fact, I wish radiation never existed. Anyway, I tried to open my eyes, but there was no way I could. I could only feel my arms and legs. All of a sudden, I felt a sudden urge to yell. I screamed on the top of my lungs and all I hear is Fargor shouting, "WHAT IS HAPPENING?" I realized that I was okay, so I decided to drift away and sleep.

[3 hours later...]

Well I feel so refreshed. I think the headaches are gone for the time being. I decided it was time to wake up from my unconscious state. I opened my eyes to see Fargor by my side. I looked at him and stated, "Hi Fargor, What is -" that's all I could say before he exclaimed, "OH MY ODIN, HES ALIVE! BALTHAR GET THE REST OF THE CREW IN HERE!"

Well this is great. Now I can meet the rest of the crew before we head off on this 'quest'. Balthar and the other two members of the crew entered and sat down next to me. For the next minute, we were silent. It stayed that way until Balthar broke the silence with his remark, "So do you want to hear the rest of the story?"

I replied, "Sure, but please don't give me anymore mead... That stuff made my other half of my brain shutdown." Balthar looked at me with a puzzled look. "Balthar, Is something wrong?"

He replied, "What do you mean your other half?" Oh great...Out of all the questions you could ask, you ask that question? Well here goes nothing. "Well you see, in my time period, people have one brain but with two separate people controlling it. I control most of my body movements and actions while my second half gives me rational thought and advice. I'm glad I don't follow it though, my second half would probably have me turned into a pancake by now." I chuckled at the thought and then flashbacked into it.

[FLASHBACK INITIATED]

It was a great day out in San Francisco, California. It wasn't too cool nor was it too hot. It was just right and there were many people out and about. I decided to go to the park today, since I had no work scheduled. As I was about to cross the street, my brain tells me the stupidest joke ever. It's so bad that I don't want to repeat it. I started to have a fight with my second half because it apparently wanted to tussle. I was basically fighting myself but you know...brains and their stubbornness. Anyway, the argument today was about why I wanted to go to the park. My second half hated the park. Whenever I wanted to go to the park, it would try to override my thought process just to make me turn around and go home. I hated my second half for that. I felt compelled to just throw that half down the drain, but I realized that I could turn into a Patrick Star. He's awesome and all, but I couldn't see myself being just as awesome as he was. Man I am such a kid.

My Brain decided to put me into the worst situation yet. He told me that I should instead wait by the bus stop and then as its pulling towards the side of the road, to jump out and get run over. What the heck? My second half is so ridiculous that I sometimes wonder if it just wants me to put it out of its misery. Well, that's not going to happen now or ever. While I was deep into my own thoughts, my brain overrode my command module and decided to do it for me. He initiated protocol twenty-four hundred. That was the protocol to- never mind. By the time I thought of it, I was underneath the bus. Man I hate my second half. I'm going to refer to him now as the worst half anyone could ever have.

[FLASHBACK DEACTIVATED]

"...and that's why I named him 'Dynasty'." Oh crap how long was I spacing out? Damn it. Guess I will never know why he named it that. "Thanks for explaining it to me Balthar." Anyway, I decided to play it safe and turn my attention to the other two crewmen. "So who are you two?" I asked with a subtle tone. "My name is Jaesen and my twin here is Waltor." Both of them did some weird secret handshake before turning back their attention to me. "We're brothers in arms. Our parents told us that we shall fight under a great hero one day and since you fell from Odin's Platform, we were chosen to help you. We are part of the Elite Masters Guild and we can take anyone on." Well that's pretty good. I guess they are both warriors of high stature, but you never know how good they are until they are in the field. "Well nice to meet you both. Finally we can get ready for this quest the King has prepared for us. Let's go ask him about it." The rest of the crew nodded in assurance and followed me out of the room. I hope the King isn't going to send us out to be killed...

Sorry for this chapter for being short but it's going to get better as the story goes on. Thanks guys and please give me feedback. This is the first time I've ever wrote a story. Thanks everyone!
~TheTraxicEnd