A new story

[Chronos]

since I'm having trouble creating parts for the Itasuske series, I think I'm going to go in a completely different direction. No naruto, no ninjas, just me and my imagination.

-Armored Heart-

James woke up early one morning. He turned around, and stared ot his alarm clock. it read 03:10. He turned over again and groaned. He could have been sleeping for another hour before he had to get up, but he decided against it. He got up out of his bed and looked out the window. it looked about the same as any other day at this hour, dark. He stretched, yawned, and went to take a shower. As he was getting out, his cat came up and rubbed against his leg, purring. He bent down and scratched the cat's head. "I know what you really want, you little moocher," he said, as he went into the small kitchen and gave the cat some food, which the cat quickly went to. The cat's name was Boris. His orange, red and white fur reminded James of a sunset on a warm summer's day. He checked his clock again, and saw that he had only a hour and a half to get to school. He quickly got dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, grabbed his backpack, and headed out for school. He was 19, and had just gotten accepted to some mediocre college to study mechanics. Sure, he wasn't the prettiest, or the smartest, or the most agile. He was..........normal. average at everything, exceptional at nothing. He wanted to study mechanics to learn how things worked, which fascinated him. As he rode his bike to school, he wondered what it was going to be like in college. By this time, though, he was cynical enough to know that EVERYTHING was a beauty contest. Even when it came to mechanics, the things with the most elegance won everything. So, he resigned himself to being mediocre, and wondered what the rest of his life was going to be like.


Right as James was wondering this, a very small, but very dense meteor was falling form the sky. Little did he know that this meteor would change his life forever.

James was almost to the college, when he saw something that looked like a explosion not to far from his location, fearing that people could have been hurt, He quickly rode over to where he saw it happen. It turned out to be farther than he thought, for he rode at least another hour before he saw a crater in the ground. He stopped right along the edge, and saw that only a small thing, about the size of a small stone, lay at the very bottom of the crater. knowing that he was already late for class, he decided to investigate. He went down to the bottom, and picked up the rock. Or tried to anyway. Even with both hands, he could barely lift the small rock. But just as he lifted it, it got lighter, so he almost lost his balance when it became lighter. He then pondered what in the world could this rock be? It had to be very dense, or else he could have lifted it only with one hand. As he pondered this, a car came rolling by, probably to investigate, just as he had. He quickly pocketed the rock, and came out of the crater just in time for him to leave without being noticed. As he got back to the college, he noticed that there was still nobody there. He then mentally slapped himself. Today was Sunday! Class didn't start until tomorrow! But, he did see one car in the parking lot. It belonged to the professor who had reffered him to this college, Dr. A. Kira. James decided to pay him a visit, and wanted to show his new findings to the doctor. He went to the professor's office, and knocked on the door. The doctor's assistant, a girl by the name of Kaylia, opened the door. She and James had gone all throughout school in the same classes. But she never noticed him, except maybe the once or twice in which he would answer something in class or something like that. It wasn't that she was the over popular girl in school either. She just didn't notice him because he was like so many other boys that he never got noticed. He had secretly had a crush on her ever since grade school, though. So he was caught a bit short when he answered to door. "Yes?" she asked. "I...I....I came to see.....to see....." he stammered. She was caught a bit off guard, but she already knew the answer. "You came to see Professor Kira, right?" she asked. James just nodded, hoping not to embarrass himslef any more. "Right this way," Kalia led him inside. She showed himthe door to the doctor's office. "Thank you," James said in a small voice. He closed the door behind him, and thanked goodness that that ordeal was over. He went in, and searched for the professor. "Professor? Dr. Kira?" ha asked out loud. A familiar figure stepped out of the lab, The doctor was wearing goggles, and had smoke billowing out of the lab. "Be with you in a minute...." The doctor yelled out of her lab. About five minutes later, the doctor came out of her lab. She was getting into her forties, and looked it as well. Some grey was creeping into her short, brown hair she always tied up. "Ah, James! What are you doing here?" She came up and offered her hand. James quickly shook the hand, and got his rock out of his pocket. But it wasen't there! He quickly fished around in his pocket, but couldn't find it! "Ummmm.....I just wanted to get a small headstart before tomorrow. It that possible?" He asked a bit lamely. The doctor smiled. "I like your enthusiasum, but no. You start tomorrow just like everyone else. Anything else I can help you with?" She asked. "Nope, that's it for me. Thank you, doctor." James said, as he got out of the office and into the parking lot where his bike was. He quickly got on his bike, and went to his home.

His home was a small apartment where he could bearly pay the rent. He earned money by fixing cars in a car shop, but seeing as he wasen't there today, It could mean a cut in his pay. As he got in, his cat rubbed up against his leg, purring. James sat down in his only chair, and Boris leapt up into his lap. James was tired of living day to day, not knowing what his next month's pay was going to be like. But such was life for him. He then thought back to the rock, and how he might have been able to sell it. Then Boris leapt off his lap, seeming to be discomforted by something. James looked at his hand, and noticed it was all metal! He started screaming, but then a even more powerful voice stuck in his mind. "Do not be alarmed, we are here to help you...."


If you want more, give me some feedback. Otherwise I'll just end it in the next post.

[xravenx]

I like it, it's pretty interesting. Ending was creepy, I think I would be freaked out if I heard that. My favorite character is the kitty already. lol Can't wait for an update. haha

[dragonjinchuuriki3]

*bangs head on desk* why must you end at the best part?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
But I must say this is really good ^^ I like Dr. Kira, she seems cool.

[Chronos]

Another difference between Itasuske and James, James has more plot. No mortal enemies battling every time.

Anyway, here's another part.

As the voice spoke in his head, James himself felt as though he was being pulled into his own mind. He closed his eyes, and waited for the pain to stop. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that he was in a very dark room. But it was not his living room. It was somewhere different. He turned around, and saw a giant....THING lunge at him. James screamed and ran away in terror, just as another thing hit the first thing with full force. The other thing was all metal, and sliced the other thing's head off, making it spew a sticky, green substance everywhere. The metallic thing turned it's head at James, but did not come towards him. That made James wonder what the other thing was. The head of the thing folded back, so it was a helmet! A person was underneath that helmet! No, it wasn't a person per se. Normal people didn't have glowing orange eyes. The Alien stood up, and offered James his hand. The Alien did have five fingers and two legs. If not for the eyes, James would have sworn that it was a normal person. James stared in wonderment at this new arrival. The stranger started talking, but it was in a dialect that James couldn't understand. Seeing that James was struggling, the Alien pointed to his head. That got James thinking. Maybe....this was all in his head! He then concentrated, and tried to speak to the Alien. "My name is James. You are?" The Alien smiled, and spoke back. "My name, as you call it, is Cain Zar. As you have probably guessed, I am a alien. I am broadcasting this image into your head so I can instruct you a bit on what you now posses. That stone you picked up was really a experiment that was still too early in development to be actually put into field use." James reeled at this, and almost hit the alien, Cain. "So you are saying that I am a simple LAB RAT?" he shouted. Cain didn't react at all, which made James furious. "Well, Answer me!" James said. The alien almost looked imperious when he gave his answer. "Yes, you are a 'lab rat' as you so eloquently put it. But it is to help you. This symbiont will increase your speed, mental processing, almost everything tenfold! Don't you want that?" The alien reached out his hand. James looked defiantly back at Cain. "And if I don't? What then?" Cain withdrew his hand, and looked back at James. "Then live with it." As Cain said these words, James' eyes snapped open.

It felt as though he had been sleeping for days! As he got out of his chair, James looked at the clock. It said that it was only midnight of the same day! Weird, James thought, but acceptable. He went to the bathroom and started to take a shower. As he was bathing, he looked at his hands. Nothing but flesh and hair was on them. Weird, considering that James' last thought before he went to "sleep" was that metal was crawling across his skin. Oh well. Nothing looked any different when he did a quick body check. same old James. Maybe he had just been in a bad dream. He got out of the shower, and put some fresh clothes on. He gave Boris some food, and started to cook some ramen. He looked in his small fridge, and didn't see any hot dogs or corn inside. It looked like he was just going to be eating the noodles for breakfast today. He checked his food supplies, and noticed that he was running low on ramen as well. He would need to go shopping soon. The trouble was, he had no money until the next pay day, which was already going for rent this month. He sighed, and knew that he would be going hungry for awhile. He got to his stuff and looked at the clock. It said that it was 03:10. He went outside, and rode around the streets for a while. He saw that his landlord, Mr. Caar, was outside on his porch, which only he had, and was yelling at someone for something. That's what Mr. Caar was good at, yelling. He then started off for the college, for his first class; Science studies 101. He knew that science was not one of his favorite subjects, but he did moderately well in it, just like everything else. He got to the college and went to the cafeteria, which he knew after 3 years of going, served free breakfast right before classes. You didn't even need to be a student at the college to get one if you were there early enough. True, it wasn't even home-made, but it was food, which James greatly appreciated. As he ate, Kaylia walked into the room. James went and sat down, afraid of what could happen if she saw him. He had been so stupid the other day! He quietly went to his breakfast, praying that she didn't see him. To bad for him she had scoped him out before she even entered. She got her food, and calmly sat across James. "Hey, you're that guy from the other day, aren't you?" she asked. "Huh?" James said, looking up from his food. Then saw it was Kaylia, and almost ran then and there. "Uh...yeah. I guess....." James said. "You scared me when you first came in, I didn't know the doctor was expecting you. Everything go alright?" James gave a curt "everything went fine," then got up and left. "How rude, but he can't be all bad if the doctor was interested in him." she thought to herself. "Excuse me miss, are you missing something?" a voice called out. Kaylia looked around, only to be knocked out almost immediately.

[xravenx]

hm...whats with the 3:10? Same as before...Coincidence? I think not! haha Strangely, reminds me of this one thing i wrote, the time, not the story. lol Also...whats with the cliffhangers?! not fair...Well, can't wait for next part, once again.^^

[Chronos]

I have already explained why i use cliffhangers. It is so you, my adoring audience, comes back for more.

[xravenx]

lol Yeah, you answer the question that is rhetorical...I see...hm...That must mean...haha nvm

[dragonjinchuuriki3]

yeah I see where you are coming from, but I'd still read it if it didn't have a cliff hanger.... T^T but you just love seeing me in pain. lol

[1pokemon1]

YEAH! Either way it's AWESOME!
Great detail and everythingAlso you know what's funny I wrote something with a meteor also but yours is much much much VERY better! lol

[Chronos]

Thanks. I know I haven't written in awhile, so another part is way past due, huh?

James sat through classes, taking notes he knew he didn't need to, but all the same, it was just a average day. But he couldn't help but notice that Kaylia was missing from Dr. Kira's class. It was his last class of the day, so he decided to hang back for a little bit. He approached the doctor, and asked her, "Have you seen your assistant today? She came up to me during breakfast, so I was worried that something could have happened to her." The Doctor thought about it, and shook her head. "No, Kaylia hasn't been here all day. Strange. She is usually diligent about her tasks. I'm sure she has a explanation, though." Dr. Kira then moved over to her desk. "Come, James. I have something to show you." James walked over to the Doctor's desk, as she pulled out a small model robot, the type you would buy for $5 at a cheap toy store. "What am I looking at, doctor? It seems just like a toy i would build when I was a kid," James said. "You would think that, wouldn't you?" The Doctor had that crazy smile of hers. She lightly tapped the model on the head, and the thing started walking! Not just herk-jerk movements either, but actual, fluid walking! "Doctor........ How?" James was fascinated by this, it being the only thing he was good at. The doctor only smiled, and said, "I want you to have it, so you can figure it out for yourself." She tapped it on the head again, and the model stopped. James picked it up, and placed it gently inside his backpack. "Thank you, Doctor! I will try my hardest!" He said as he left the room. The Doctor smiled, and went back into her lab, and several mild explosions ensued.

James got back to his apartment, and found the place a total wreck. He panicked, but then realized that with all his small possessions, not much could have been stolen, if anything at all. He checked all that he knew he should have, and found nothing missing. Boris was under the small bed, looking terrified. James scooped up the cat, and petted it softly to calm him down. Boris eventually stopped shivering, and started purring. James let him go after that, and went into the small kitchen. He found a note on the small fridge where he kept his hot dogs. It read, "We know what you have. Give us the material at 2000 tonight at the old pier and we will leave you alone." James read the note, and was confused. What did he have that he had picked up recently? That stone? It had disappeared, so he knew if they wanted that, he was screwed. That model that the Doctor had given him? It couldn't be, it was just a simple model that had been customized to walk. James shrugged, and took out the model. Was this really worth all the trouble they were going through, though? He got on his bike, and started riding to the old pier, for it was at least a 2 hour bike ride and it was almost 1800.

He got to the pier, and it was almost dark. He could hear muffled voices though the sound of the water. James got closer, and put his hands up. Suddenly the voices hushed, and a figure stepped forward. "Put the stone on the ground. Now. Then this will all be over." James sighed. Just great, they wanted to the stone. "Look," James said, "I have no clue where the stone is, ok? The only thing that I have that I haven't bought myself is this model!" he put it on the floor, and it started to walk towards the figure. "Yeah, right kid. Now hand over the stone." The figure stepped out of the shade, and presented a large gun. James' guts turned to ice as he saw the weapon, and he almost ran. But then a little voice told him to stay, or else he would be shot. The Model continued to move toward the figure. "My name is Dr. Nuja, and I want that stone. It has some qualities that are worth experimentation." The man was tall. Really tall. This man had to be at least 7' tall. James had to look up to see his face. He was also bald. But despite this, James could also see a unstable spark in the man's eyes. Like he had been driven crazy by something or another. James could only repeat what he had said, "I don't know where your stone is? I lost it as soon as I had found it. Please don't shoot me." He closed his eyes, but before he did, he saw something that was out of place. The model had stopped right at the foot of this Doctor, and saw that the model was moving it's arms. Strange, James thought to himself. Then, as his eyes closed, James heard a "Son of a......" and a shot ring out. James expected to feel pain, but none came. He cracked a eye open, and saw that the right arm of the model was bloody, and saw the man's foot had two holes in it. James was confused severely now. What in the world had that model done. Dr. Nuja, though, turned and shot another bullet straight at James. The bullet caught James right in the left shoulder, and it sent him spinning in extreme pain, as he fell of the pier.

Dr. Nuja then turned around, and kicked the small model across the pier, where it lay, not able to pick itself up. He sighed. He had shot himself in the foot when that little thing had stabbed him in the foot. He still didn't have the stone, but at least the one other person who knew about it was dead now. He headed to his car, and unlocked it with his remote. Just as he was about to get in, though, he saw out of the corner of his eye that the kid had crawled out of the water. He pulled his gun up, and fired. Again, the kid went spinning with the force, and dropped to the ground. Dr. Nuja the decided to end it, and walked over to the kid. He hadn't even said his name. Oh well, the Doctor said to himself. Less information to know. He pointed the gun straight at the boy's head, but saw something happening. Metal was crawling across this boy's face! "What the...." Dr. Nuja mused to himself.. Then he saw the metal take form on the boy's face, creating a helmet. It was all over the boy, this metal. "Fascinating...." he mused. Then, in a blink of a eye, the boy was right behind him. The boy grabbed him, and threw him straight into his own car. "Who...." Dr. Nuja started, but was quickly punched across the face, and was knocked out.

As James was about to deliver the final blow, a small voice in his head yelled "stop!" He relaxed his grip, and pulled off the helmet. He then tightened his grip again, and a long blade formed where his arm was. He was about to stab the man, for this Doctor had tried to kill him, right? But that little voice in his head told him to stop.... He relaxed, and the blade turned back into a arm. He walked over to the model on the ground, and picked it up. He then got on his bike, and as he was riding away, the metal receded into his body. What happened to me? James wondered to himself, as he rode back to his house.

Dr. Nuja woke back up, and stared at his totaled car. He also relized that he had several broken ribs, a broken arm, and a broken leg. He gasped in pain as he tried to even move. He picked up his cell phone with his good arm, and hit the speed dial. "Come..... pick me.... up." He said within gasps of pain. "Right away, sir." a British sounding voice said on the other end. A few minutes later a helicopter flew down, and Dr. Nuja was picked up in a stretcher. He was put inside a chamber in which his bones would regrow at a accelerated rate. "Unexpected, but not unthought of." The British sounding man said. "Yes," another voice, sounding like a american, said. "We did not expect the host to be with the bug so soon, but that just means we have to be more careful. Remember our own project." The British sounding man only said, "Yes sir."

[dragonjinchuuriki3]

GASP! Awesome!

[Chronos]

Didn't know that this would be a double-header, did you?

James got back to his apartment, and locked the door behind him. By this time, the metal had totally receded into his body. What was that? How did it work? Would it only come in times of emergency? And what in the world was that model? He pulled it out, and set it up on the table. He touched it on the head just like Dr. Kira had done, and it started walking. He tried the absurd thing, and tried to speak to it. "Hello," he said. The Model just kept walking around the table, minding it's own business. James sighed, and gave up. Today had really worn him out, and it was midnight already. He wasn't going to get any sleep tonight, he considered. He got up, and Boris went right around his legs, and onto the table. Not paying attention, James went and made some ramen. When he was done, he noticed the silly cat was batting at the model, and the model looked like it was taunting the animal. That was weird, James thought to himself. He didn't make the model in a taunting pose. But there it was, taunting the cat! James placed the bowl on another smaller table, and picked up the model. Maybe.......if it could move it's arms...... James grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil. He place both on the table, and started writing with his pen. "Hello" he wrote. The model walked over to the pencil, and picked it up. "What do you want?" It wrote slowly. James was amazed that this model, this thing, showed sentient thoughts. "My name is James." The model wrote back, "Yeah, I could tell that when I saw your name on your paper in class, doofus. So, what do you want?" James stopped writing. He must be hallucinating. Models couldn't write, much less be offensive. As he considered this, he accidentally fell asleep. His dream that night was unsettling.

He ran through the lush jungles of his home world. How could it have come to this? He asked himself. He, a guardian, was supposed to be the most fearless of all warriors of his race, yet here he was, running for his life. He sliced through the dense foliage like it was tissue paper. Why hadn't the mystics foreseen this? This global tragedy was something easily in the scopes of a mystic's power. He saw one of the invaders up ahead. He jumped through the trees and sliced the snake-like being into three pieces. He could see the end of the forest, and the transport ship that was right there. He went double his speed, his legs and arms screaming in pain. But he fought through it. After all, he was used to this sort of treatment. It reminded him when he was first in training. He jumped though the trees, and stood right next to his transport. One other passenger, his wife, was in there already. He climbed on. But before he got in, he looked inside, and saw the mangled corpse of his wife. Her arms were split wide open, and she was literally ripped in half. Unnameable rage filled his mind, his body, and his soul. What kind of race thrived on killing the helpless, the innocent?" He turned around, and saw a swarm of the creatures around him. He formed his arms into blades, and went full fury into the frey.

James woke up to his cat purring on his chest. He got up out of his chair, and looked over to the model. It just stood there, nothing suspicious. He went and gave the cat some food, and got in the shower. After he was done, he got his clothes on and checked the clock. It read 5:00 on the dot. James grumbled, and went outside. On the way to his bike, Mr. Caan stopped him. "James, rent is due," he said, with his hand extended, as if saying he wanted it now. "Alright, Mr. Caan. I'll get it to you by tonight." He mumbled, as he got on his bike and started riding to the college. He got there just in time to catch the late breakfast. He sat down with his meal, and started eating. "Rough night, friend?" a student asked him, as he sat in front of James. James only grunted, and kept eating his breakfast. He didn't even look at the newcomer, he was so tired. "How are the pancakes?" the other student asked him. James just grunted again, and wanted to be left alone. He looked at the new person, and saw that he was of Japanese dissent, but he spoke flawless English. He placed a hand in front of the new kid. "Name's James," he said. The other man took it, and they shook hands. "My name is Daniel. Nice to meet you, James." James let go, and went back to eating. "So, what brings you to a small college like this?" James asked Daniel. "Nothing much. The free food for one. But I also am here because I need a head start on my college career, and I hear that places like this are the best place for that." James listened to the newcomer's words, and finished eating. "Well. that's cool. Nice to meet you, Daniel. You got to go to class soon? Because I do." He got up and placed his trey in the area. "Yes, I have Mathematics 101 soon." That caught James off guard. That was his next class. "Well, follow me then. I have that class next as well. Daniel grabbed his stuff, and followed. They both sat through class, and James noticed that Kaylia was back in class. At the end of class, James could see that he didn't take any notes, probably because of his daydreaming. "You like her, don't you?" Daniel asked. James looked over, "Who are you talking about?" Daniel was right beside him. "That girl you stared at all throughout class. You like her, right?" James feigned ignorance. "I don't know who you are talking about? I was just thinking all class." Daniel gave him a suspicious look, but shrugged. James started heading for the cafeteria, for it was almost lunch. "Hey, you want to grab some food, Daniel?" Daniel shook his head. "I have a class I have to get to. I'll see you at breakfast tomorrow, ok?" He waved goodbye to James. He wasn't a bad kid, James thought to himself. Perhaps they could even be friends, with enough time. He went and got some lunch.

The rest of the day was pretty boring, and when he got back to his apartment, he grabbed the rest of his money for rent. He went to Mr. Caan's office, and knocked on the door. Mr. Caan's 16 year old daughter, Emily, answered the door. "Hello, Emily. Is your father home?" James asked her. She was cute, but in a way that made you think of a little sister. Her eyes always seemed to be looking for something, and you always wanted to help her. She nodded, and called "Papa!" She retreated, and her father came to the door. "Yes?" He asked. James handed over the rest of his money, which Mr. Caan took and counted. He nodded as the rent was paid off. "Thank you." He said, as he shut the door in James' face. He went down to his apartment, and sat down. a rather uneventful day, he considered to himself. He turned, and saw that the model was standing up. He patted it on the head, and it started walking. James watched it walk, then remembered the paper. He went, and took out another piece of paper and a pencil. "Hello," James wrote down. The model just kept walking. So much for that idea, James thought to himself. Then he went into daydreams of Kaylia, and how they could escape into a different place.

[dragonjinchuuriki3]

OMG NAME STEALER!! lol
The questions never end! Everything's happening at once! I love it!

[xravenx]

lol so many things that are uncanny...It confuzzles me sometimes...but yeah good!

[1pokemon1]

It's a great series! Maybe you should turn it into a book!