Prologue

Prologue

A Chapter by Brooklyn

Prologue

 

The scientist tapped his pen on his desk, troubled by what he had seen less than five minutes ago. His back was still drenched in sweat, despite the coolness of the air around him. His breath still came in ragged gasps as he stared at the entry of the journal in front of him.

            It could be anxiety dreams, he reasoned, for the scientist was a reasonable man. It was what his field required. He could simply be worried about the operation and the innocent lives that could be lost if something went wrong. There was no way to test the result of the experiment; animal tests were useless because one thing was needed to try the results. The will to transform. A mouse is happy being a mouse and would not wish to become, say, a cat. But humans, they are never satisfied with what they are.

            But the dreams were not anxiety, and the scientist knew this, though he preferred not to think of the alternative. He, like the scientist he was, wrote it all in a journal�"down to the last detail.

            He was doing it for science. For scientific advancement. For the progress of the human race. Though, he had begun to worry about his colleague’s motives.  Dr. Follett was getting more and more excited, they all were. But there was something different about the doctor’s excitement. As if Follett was planning something beyond the progress that this scientist had assumed. It was an impossible idea and the scientist put it out of his head. Nonetheless, the notation had a way of coming at times where he was being particularly imaginative and at those times the scientist could almost believe it.

            Furthermore, there were the words that the figure in the dream had told him. The prophesy was spoken by a teenage girl who looked much like a older version of the one year-old who was given to the lab in return for a rather generous portion of money. She was the spitting image of the girl, the difference being the unnatural, almost glowing yellow eyes in the dream. He had contemplated writing down her words, her eerie voice still ringing in his head and making him shiver. He had decided that every detail must be included, yet he could not deny that the uncanny figure alarmed him greatly.

Every detail. And so, the scientist added the prophesy to his account of the vision.

Seven fighters

Cruelly made

But created

All the same

 

Six hunters

Full of uncertainty

One of the seven

Is lost for eternity

 

One enhanced

A gift far beyond

Who carries the weight

Of the other’s fate

And whose destiny

Is great

 

One leader

Who doubts her skills

One lover

Whose love may be the one that kills

One of the strong

Becomes weak

As they find

The answers that they seek

One of the brave

Tries to hide

One of the shadows

Becomes alive

For the first time

One destroyer

Begins to create

One hero

Must learn his place

If any are to survive this race

 

Seven minds

Six hearts

Five tests

Four deaths

Three signs

Two depart

One mistake

Could change it all


 



© 2012 Brooklyn


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Hot Dayum I love this part
"Seven minds
Six hearts
Five tests
Four deaths
Three signs
Two depart
One mistake
Could change it all"
Nice Lil' thing you got going there!

Posted 12 Years Ago


The part about the two scientists reminds me of the book The Cabin In The Woods. I like prophecy and it's keeping me interested. I could never write a prophecy like that, great job :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wait wait wait... what did I set up?

Posted 12 Years Ago


Hi Brooklyn,
What a great set-up for a story. It gives background information which will become more relevant as the story goes on. Your prophecy is set out beautifully with a promise of what's to come, but not to much as to give away what is going to happen.A couple of spelling mistakes ie 'notation' should I think be notion. plus a few others. Overall though, very well written and it makes me want to read more.
Regards
Shawlyn

Posted 12 Years Ago


Quality, quality

Posted 12 Years Ago


good chapter i liked it

Posted 12 Years Ago


BROOKLYN! I love you! You're my best friend, lol it's 1:00 AM and I'm bored, ps, I'm the one who set this up :P

Posted 12 Years Ago



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