Psychedelic Souljam (Rejected Concept)

Wiping away the tears that had nearly dried up, summoning my memories for information on what I had to do, I began to stand. Slowly but surely standing tall. The girl threw something at me; I caught it without a seconds delay. I recognised this – it was a memory I had been made to forget. It was an HUD that went over my left eye and folded round to my ear. Like half a pair of sunglasses. I slid it over my left ear, as I did so the HUD lit up with numbers and words flittering across the screen.

“Identity Confirmed…Initialising…”

It was setting itself up in preparation. As I left it to continue I looked up at the girl. She looked exactly the same as she did 10 years ago – maybe with the exception that she had a little longer hair; i recognised her immediately, her name was Sonea. See, unlike most humans we don’t age, we continue to look exactly the same throughout our entire life cycle that is – until we die. We were designed like this so that our usefulness as a weapon is not compromised until we are killed in combat. But less of the history lesson, there was no time for that now, since I have been awakened its time to gear up, get ready and save as many people as I can. Snapping out of thought I brought myself back to the real world.
Sonea pulled a backpack out of what appeared to be nowhere – I guess while she was leaning against the door I wasn’t paying that much attention to her clothing. This actually brought up an interesting point…

- “Also…you were just awakened too weren’t you?”
- “How’d you guess?”

She said as she continued to rummage through her backpack.

- “Hmm…Well for one, there’s no sight of any muscle toning whatsoever... oh! And you’re exhausted.” I smirked. “Tut tut”

She frowned and threw me a jacket and a couple of small sword sheathes. I slipped on the (perfectly crafted) leather jacket and slipped it up, I glowed blue for a moment and then returned to its ordinary colour. I then tied both of the smaller sword sheaths to my left leg – no point playing around with them yet.

- “Hang on…where are my guns?”
- “ I don’t mind giving you them when you’re un-tweaked, but we both know what happens when a non-tweak gets given ‘those’ guns that don’t have safeties.”
- “Fair Point”

- “Uhh…dude…who is she…and what the frack are you on about?”

A voice appeared from behind me. It was Stew – oh boy…explaining this could take a great deal of effort.

- “I’m his girlfriend”

Sonea said as she tied her own swords to her waist.

- “Wow, hang on there…uuh..well uhh…we’re roleplaying…yeah..and..uh…I gotta go with her, it’s kinda important”

Stew looked at her and then me and back to her, then rolled his eyes.

- “Go, i figure its important"

I nodded at Big mike and waved at little mike then turned my back on them and left the room following Sonea. We walked towards the other side of the elevator as she filled me in on some details, apparently there was a chopper being sent to meet us out the front of the college in ½ an hour. So I figure it’s time for a little fun, as we walked throught the college I looked to my right at the smoking area…and then the refectory…hmmmm I have an idea. I grinned, Sonea must have seen this as she sighed respectively.

- “What have you got into your head this time?” she asked with a tone that implied she already knew what sort of answer she was going to get.
- “Well, this is the last time I’m going to be a normal human I think I should try myself out, see what my time as a human has done to my body and what reflexes I have at the moment, ya know…for references sake…”

Sonea sighed.

-“Fine, do whatever you want but I’ll meet you out front in ½ hour, if you’re not there I’m gonna beat your ass the fuck up and throw you on that chopper ya hear?”
- “Yeah yeah…”

So…Like I Said…Time For Some Fun.

Prelude To War (Chapter 1)

My Inspiration for this chapter:

Prelude To War - BSG Season II OST

The Sun was high in the afternoon sky.

"There's No Time!"

The People were going about their normal business.

"I Have To Stop This!"

The Clouds were forming around and around in a spiral.

"I Have To Get There Faster!"

One Girl hurried through the storm unrelenting.

"He's our last hope..."

Doors Slide open allowing for entry into a warmer climate.

"Finally, nearly there now..."

The Stairs becomes one more obstacle which she must overcome.

"Dammit, I'm running out of time, we all are..."

The Door Swung open, there in the doorway stood a soaking girl, or woman. In all honesty i'm not entirely sure what circumstances must be like in order for one to be separated from the other. She stood there, leaning against the door frame, taking in huge breaths. The room became still as everyones' eyeline began to rest on her. I could not see her face for she was so tired it had reclined into a resting position facing down. I had a sinking feeling i recognised her though...even though her hair was wet i felt some sort of flash of rememberance, images and feelings rushed through my mind, like flicking through a book i scanned my memory in search of some sort of clue as to her identity. As i reached the back of my book of memories i feel something beyond this existence, something from times that have past, from memories long forgotten, memories put away in the darkest depths of thought so as not to ruin the existence of the present. I brushed the book of my memories aside and reached out in my mind for this other existence i felt now lingering, pulsating with feelings i have never before experienced, the further i reached into this entity the more i wanted to draw back; images, feelings, sights, sounds, smells everything was bombarding my 'self' as i probed further into the thoughts of what seemed to be my past. I reached the core of it all, i reached with all of my might to find an answer to this lingering question that felt so important my life no longer held any meaning. Everything went black, i had gone too far, my mind was throwing me out from things that i do not want to know and yet the question remained:

"Who Is She?"

All sights, thoughts and feelings disappeared as i snapped back to reality. Shaking my head in despair i bring my thoughts back to the present time and rest my eyes on the sight of this obviously tired girl who stood there before me, before us all. Perhaps the answer i seek i can find elsewhere. I looked around the thoughts of my fellow classmates were obvious but none of which had any sort of irregular thought pattern other than "what the hell?"

As everything began to un-freeze and questions were about to be asked; the girl stood back up, supported again by her own two feet. Her breathing slowed and soon became quieter than a whisper. Her head began to slowly rise. As it did i found my heart began to pump with excitement, my questions were all about to be answered. As her head lifted her face slowly began to come into view. The suddenly, as if she had moved faster than light itself her face was no longer hid by shadow and it was illuminated by the lights of the room, her head now straight and her eyes now looking directly at me. As my eyes met with hers...

A surge of information flew into me, the dark book hidden at the back of my mind swung open with such force and aggression that the information got thrown at me with incredible speed. My eyes widened, my question was answered and I remembered.


I remembered who I was…

…I remembered who she was…

…I remembered what this meant…


Tears now flowed down the contours in my skin. This is not good, the time was now, it was a day no one wished would come but it had regardless of the wishes of the people.

Judgement Day

And I of all people was going to stop it, I was going to stop the end of the world, just me. Because that was my fate. To save the world and in doing so set it on a new course of damnation.