I am writing a fanfiction. This is just the first
Chapter! There might be things that happen in the next chapters that releive your fears. Will be posted on Fanfiction.net
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11:54. Michael Belpois was lying in bed,
trying to go to sleep.
11:55
Suddenly, he sat bolt upright. His
computer monitor has just powered on.
Assuming it was just a trick of the
light; he turned over and lay down
again. He didn’t, however, see the red
symbol that flashed onto the screen.
His dreams that night were haunted by
strange red symbols, lines of computer
code, and various mathematical formulae.
5:35
He sat up in a daze, eyes misted over
and a strange tattoo glowing on the
back of his neck. He sat at his
workstation and began furiously typing
an email.
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“Aelita, did you send me a message
this morning?” a bleary eyed Jeremie
asked, anxiously, “No, why?” “I got a
message around five-forty five this
morning, from my father. He was frantic
about something, but the weirdest part
was, it was written in binary! Also, he
didn’t sign with his own name. He signed
as a Mr. Xavier Alexander Nicholas Andrews.” “That is weird, Jeremie! I’ll look into it.”
Ulrich Stern looked in the mirror.
He was a rugged, good looking boy. He didn’t
think he was vain, either. He had not been
the MVP in soccer for nine years straight for nothing. His roommate Odd came into the room, walking
strangely stiffly. “Odd, are you OK?”
Odd didn’t say anything. Nothing. Not one
thing. If you didn’t know Odd, this was
normal, or just a bit, well, odd. But,
if you knew him at all, you would
realize something was very wrong. Very
wrong. Suddenly, Ulrich began to feel
faint. Then, Odd collapsed onto his bed,
a mist floating out of him. The ominous
looking mist made its way over to Ulrich,
and seeped into his brain.
Jeremie sat in Science, bored
to death. Normally science was his
favorite class of the day, but finding
the base chemical in a solid biome model
was easy for him. He went over his Dad’s
email in his head.
Son,
I met your friend Odd today. Very
nice boy. Yes, very cooperative. We got
into a minor debate, and it was easy to
get him to see our point of view. We
enjoyed seeding Odd’s brain with some
new ideas. WE NEED TO TALK, ASAP.
Thanks,
Your Dad,
Mr.
Xavier
Alexander
Nicholas
Andrews
P.S.
I’m meeting up with your friend Ulrich today.
The letter was strange, to say the least.
But as he looked at the initial of the
signature, it hit him in the head. X.A.N.A.
He immediately sat bolt upright. “Mrs. Hertz,
here is the assignment. I’m leaving now.” He yelled as he ran out of the room. As he
arrived at Odd and Ulrich’s room, he was
hesitant to open the door, afraid of what he might find. He turned the knob, opened
the door slowly, and looked inside the
dark room. Unable to see, he reached
over to flip the wall switch. As the lights
came on, his eyes widened in horror.
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Down the hall, William Dunbar walked
into the Boy Dormitory, and saw Jeremie
on his knees, clutching the doorknob
of Odd and Ulrich's room, sobbing,
“NOO!!!! You can’t be gone!! Not
both of you!!!!!”
Chapter! There might be things that happen in the next chapters that releive your fears. Will be posted on Fanfiction.net
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11:54. Michael Belpois was lying in bed,
trying to go to sleep.
11:55
Suddenly, he sat bolt upright. His
computer monitor has just powered on.
Assuming it was just a trick of the
light; he turned over and lay down
again. He didn’t, however, see the red
symbol that flashed onto the screen.
His dreams that night were haunted by
strange red symbols, lines of computer
code, and various mathematical formulae.
5:35
He sat up in a daze, eyes misted over
and a strange tattoo glowing on the
back of his neck. He sat at his
workstation and began furiously typing
an email.
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“Aelita, did you send me a message
this morning?” a bleary eyed Jeremie
asked, anxiously, “No, why?” “I got a
message around five-forty five this
morning, from my father. He was frantic
about something, but the weirdest part
was, it was written in binary! Also, he
didn’t sign with his own name. He signed
as a Mr. Xavier Alexander Nicholas Andrews.” “That is weird, Jeremie! I’ll look into it.”
Ulrich Stern looked in the mirror.
He was a rugged, good looking boy. He didn’t
think he was vain, either. He had not been
the MVP in soccer for nine years straight for nothing. His roommate Odd came into the room, walking
strangely stiffly. “Odd, are you OK?”
Odd didn’t say anything. Nothing. Not one
thing. If you didn’t know Odd, this was
normal, or just a bit, well, odd. But,
if you knew him at all, you would
realize something was very wrong. Very
wrong. Suddenly, Ulrich began to feel
faint. Then, Odd collapsed onto his bed,
a mist floating out of him. The ominous
looking mist made its way over to Ulrich,
and seeped into his brain.
Jeremie sat in Science, bored
to death. Normally science was his
favorite class of the day, but finding
the base chemical in a solid biome model
was easy for him. He went over his Dad’s
email in his head.
Son,
I met your friend Odd today. Very
nice boy. Yes, very cooperative. We got
into a minor debate, and it was easy to
get him to see our point of view. We
enjoyed seeding Odd’s brain with some
new ideas. WE NEED TO TALK, ASAP.
Thanks,
Your Dad,
Mr.
Xavier
Alexander
Nicholas
Andrews
P.S.
I’m meeting up with your friend Ulrich today.
The letter was strange, to say the least.
But as he looked at the initial of the
signature, it hit him in the head. X.A.N.A.
He immediately sat bolt upright. “Mrs. Hertz,
here is the assignment. I’m leaving now.” He yelled as he ran out of the room. As he
arrived at Odd and Ulrich’s room, he was
hesitant to open the door, afraid of what he might find. He turned the knob, opened
the door slowly, and looked inside the
dark room. Unable to see, he reached
over to flip the wall switch. As the lights
came on, his eyes widened in horror.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Down the hall, William Dunbar walked
into the Boy Dormitory, and saw Jeremie
on his knees, clutching the doorknob
of Odd and Ulrich's room, sobbing,
“NOO!!!! You can’t be gone!! Not
both of you!!!!!”