The Awakened: a Short story from Darkie
257 A.E (After Earth, 29 years before Farside)
Transporter ship 28, drifting in behind Colony ship "Home Coming"
He first woke up to a glazed glass door infront of his face, he could barely move. His body felt like a newborns, just squirming before resting, the door opened with a hiss. He leaned out and vomited into the grated floor, the tempeture rose in this room, he leaned out and moved to swing his foot out. Yet as he learned before his body would not respond properly and fell onto the floor , the metal floor rushed up to meet him.
so this is what became of the once great vigilante Raganok Archer, he was weak as a newborn, his green "fur" was damp and matted, he muttered complaining as he crawled across the floor cutting himself and covering his front with scratches, he moved again and winced with a gasp before letting out a pained scream. One of the female nurses rushed in and giggled through her worried face at what had happened to this male. After freeing him she picked him up "wow, your light. How long have you been up?" she asked but then relised he was already asleep again
"sir? you might want to know our 'Cargo' has woken up, you might want to bring extra clothes and one other thing he injured his 'thing' on the floor" the captain chuckled and replied "well I'll be down in a second, yes before you ask again I'll get someone to Finnish the floor in the Cyro Chamber" the captain who's name was Kerian Tirun, he was one of the few that piloted the ships that attacked the Darksidian's Mother ship while other smaller stolen Colony ships could escape from the Darksidians. He missed the planet earth, but all that remained of it were corpse and rocks floating in space.
"so you woke up" the captain spoke as he moved to his desk, he took out a set of keys and flipped through them and finally found the right set of keys. He opened the drawer "well Rags, It's been a while" he took out the file and the box of belongings and placed it on the desk "wow, you were a legend weren't you?" his eyes scanned the file until he hit the smaller file with the big red "confidential, Eyes only" "Oh shit." were his words, he gazed at the file which read:
"Name: Raganok Milean Archer,
Date of birth: 08/12/3203 Status:Accidental Project, abilities unknown. Has special Ops, CTU and U.N.I.T training. Wanted for: Murders of 2 U.W.W governors and 19 Crime lords, Stolen Firearms, Stolen Tech. Association with "Priest" Ishamaki, a vigilante. T.O.D: 31/12/3237, Cause of death: 6 bullet wounds to the chest, broken spine cause by a 8 storey fall and slight head trauma. T.O.C: 01/01/3208.
the captain frowned and rummaged through the belongings and pulled out a rather large handgun, a jacket filled with holes, a scarf with what appeared to be flames on the end, the scarf was ripped so much it was a wonder it was in one piece. He pulled out a red shirt and a pair of worn jeans. He sighed and folded the clothes "so now we're carrying Convicts on this ship" he reached into the box again and pulled it out with a gasp, along the palm of his hand was a large red gash which bleed dangerously, he looked into the box seeing a curved dagger which almost looked like a sun with it's rounded and serratted shape, he grabbed some paper towel and wrapped it around the wound knowing it wasn't fatal. He was almost out the door when he remebered the belonings. Quickly he put the stuff back into the box, all except the file and rushed out the door.
Raganok woke with a gasp and looked up to see a blushing nurse who called to another nurse this one a male, he raised a eye brow and sat up before relising he was naked as nudist, it was his turn to blush with embarrassment. "oh-kay..." He spoke slowly and looked over at the nurses who tended at cleaning up. "So, where am I?" he looked through the window "I'm assuming I'm not on earth any more" the male nurse opened his mouth "well..." He was itnterrupted by another male figure "let me explain, after you get dressed that is" the Man spoke handing him his box of belongings "intresting tattoo by the way" the man pointed at his chest where a flaming bird rose up from his waist to his neck. before raganok could reply the man left.
He slid off the table and stood again his body didn't respond and the floor rushed up to see him. He landed with a thud. The Female nurse rushed over and picked him up again surprised at how light he felt, she then blushed and put him down on the table he uttered his thanks and slid the jeans on. "so.. Who was that?" he asked the female nurse who busied herself with mopping up the blood that surrounded the table "oh that? that was Captain Kerian, he woke up from Cyro about fifty years ago and has been piloting the ship ever since. His office is on the third level, oh and Jake's bringing you a wheel chair." Raganok nodded in response taking in the info.
He turned away and took out the handgun and loaded it with a 5 round clip, he took the knife out and frowned looking down at it before puting it on the necklace he wore. Jake arrived on cue with a metal wheeled divice and slid raganok into the chair. Raganok attached the holster to his belt and slid the handgun into it, it took him a while to figure out how to move the chair, he almost reached the doorway before the female nurse interdouced herself as Maria "What happened to your face Mister?" she asked, he looked down at his lap and spoke glad he wasn't facing the nurse "an Accident" he spoke putting his hand up and touching the scars and symbols around his mouth and cheeks and then he left.
TOO BE CONTUIED
257 A.E (After Earth, 29 years before Farside)
Transporter ship 28, drifting in behind Colony ship "Home Coming"
He first woke up to a glazed glass door infront of his face, he could barely move. His body felt like a newborns, just squirming before resting, the door opened with a hiss. He leaned out and vomited into the grated floor, the tempeture rose in this room, he leaned out and moved to swing his foot out. Yet as he learned before his body would not respond properly and fell onto the floor , the metal floor rushed up to meet him.
so this is what became of the once great vigilante Raganok Archer, he was weak as a newborn, his green "fur" was damp and matted, he muttered complaining as he crawled across the floor cutting himself and covering his front with scratches, he moved again and winced with a gasp before letting out a pained scream. One of the female nurses rushed in and giggled through her worried face at what had happened to this male. After freeing him she picked him up "wow, your light. How long have you been up?" she asked but then relised he was already asleep again
"sir? you might want to know our 'Cargo' has woken up, you might want to bring extra clothes and one other thing he injured his 'thing' on the floor" the captain chuckled and replied "well I'll be down in a second, yes before you ask again I'll get someone to Finnish the floor in the Cyro Chamber" the captain who's name was Kerian Tirun, he was one of the few that piloted the ships that attacked the Darksidian's Mother ship while other smaller stolen Colony ships could escape from the Darksidians. He missed the planet earth, but all that remained of it were corpse and rocks floating in space.
"so you woke up" the captain spoke as he moved to his desk, he took out a set of keys and flipped through them and finally found the right set of keys. He opened the drawer "well Rags, It's been a while" he took out the file and the box of belongings and placed it on the desk "wow, you were a legend weren't you?" his eyes scanned the file until he hit the smaller file with the big red "confidential, Eyes only" "Oh shit." were his words, he gazed at the file which read:
"Name: Raganok Milean Archer,
Date of birth: 08/12/3203 Status:Accidental Project, abilities unknown. Has special Ops, CTU and U.N.I.T training. Wanted for: Murders of 2 U.W.W governors and 19 Crime lords, Stolen Firearms, Stolen Tech. Association with "Priest" Ishamaki, a vigilante. T.O.D: 31/12/3237, Cause of death: 6 bullet wounds to the chest, broken spine cause by a 8 storey fall and slight head trauma. T.O.C: 01/01/3208.
the captain frowned and rummaged through the belongings and pulled out a rather large handgun, a jacket filled with holes, a scarf with what appeared to be flames on the end, the scarf was ripped so much it was a wonder it was in one piece. He pulled out a red shirt and a pair of worn jeans. He sighed and folded the clothes "so now we're carrying Convicts on this ship" he reached into the box again and pulled it out with a gasp, along the palm of his hand was a large red gash which bleed dangerously, he looked into the box seeing a curved dagger which almost looked like a sun with it's rounded and serratted shape, he grabbed some paper towel and wrapped it around the wound knowing it wasn't fatal. He was almost out the door when he remebered the belonings. Quickly he put the stuff back into the box, all except the file and rushed out the door.
Raganok woke with a gasp and looked up to see a blushing nurse who called to another nurse this one a male, he raised a eye brow and sat up before relising he was naked as nudist, it was his turn to blush with embarrassment. "oh-kay..." He spoke slowly and looked over at the nurses who tended at cleaning up. "So, where am I?" he looked through the window "I'm assuming I'm not on earth any more" the male nurse opened his mouth "well..." He was itnterrupted by another male figure "let me explain, after you get dressed that is" the Man spoke handing him his box of belongings "intresting tattoo by the way" the man pointed at his chest where a flaming bird rose up from his waist to his neck. before raganok could reply the man left.
He slid off the table and stood again his body didn't respond and the floor rushed up to see him. He landed with a thud. The Female nurse rushed over and picked him up again surprised at how light he felt, she then blushed and put him down on the table he uttered his thanks and slid the jeans on. "so.. Who was that?" he asked the female nurse who busied herself with mopping up the blood that surrounded the table "oh that? that was Captain Kerian, he woke up from Cyro about fifty years ago and has been piloting the ship ever since. His office is on the third level, oh and Jake's bringing you a wheel chair." Raganok nodded in response taking in the info.
He turned away and took out the handgun and loaded it with a 5 round clip, he took the knife out and frowned looking down at it before puting it on the necklace he wore. Jake arrived on cue with a metal wheeled divice and slid raganok into the chair. Raganok attached the holster to his belt and slid the handgun into it, it took him a while to figure out how to move the chair, he almost reached the doorway before the female nurse interdouced herself as Maria "What happened to your face Mister?" she asked, he looked down at his lap and spoke glad he wasn't facing the nurse "an Accident" he spoke putting his hand up and touching the scars and symbols around his mouth and cheeks and then he left.
TOO BE CONTUIED
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