THE 1170 COLONY
THE YEAR 2096
John Swift makes his way down the long Council Chamber Corridor, heading directly for the Elevator Chute which will take him to the Ground Surface.
Pulling on his Long Black Gloves as he walks.
His Long Sweeping Black Cape whooshing to and fro as he goes, his form a Formidable 6’4″ Tall, weighing maybe 230lbs.
Dressed in All Black, with Short Black Hair, and Deep Blue Angry Eyes, he’s quite a site to see…
Behind him stumbling to keep up, is Odomo Jones, John Swift’s Assistant.
He is Blond, Thin and Jangly.
“You really shouldn’t of said that My Lord–” Odomo begins to say, but John Swift quickly stops, turns, grabs him by the throat, and presses him up against the corridor wall.
“REALLY!! TELL ME AGAIN WHAT I SHOULD, AND SHOULD NOT DO…” John’s Stark Gaze alone could have pinned him, let alone the strength of his hand, and arm.
“Sorry… My Lord” Odomo replies as he breaks into a sweat.
John sneers, than releases him, he falls straight to the floor with a “THUMP“.
Odomo sighs slightly, then jumps to his feet, and barely catches up in time to make the Elevator with him.
THE 6TH SERAN TOWER
EIGHTEEN LEVELS UP
JOHN SWIFT’S PERSONAL QUARTERS
John Swift enters his Personal Quarters, removes his long black gloves, and tosses them on a side table…
He leaves the lights off in the room, save the little sparkly lights of his home bar which always remain on, as he pours himself a blue glowing drink, which seems to change from blue, to green, to purlple.
He walks up to his Living Room Window which overlooks a large stretch of Mars Surface.
“It was the day after the night that she came to me in a dream…”
“Like some Phantom… Tucked away in the furthest reaches of My Memories”
22 YEARS EARLIER
An older Woman, John’s Grandmother, lays in a Mars Hospital Bed, just before she dies…
Also in the room is a 12 year old John Swift.
He stands some 20 feet away harrowed with fear.
“Come to me Boy…” she calls to him, as she waves her hand.
John approaches, and she grasps his arm.
“She saved you John… Your Mother saved you”
BACK IN THE PRESENT
John Swift stares as if in a trance looking out the window holding his now Blue Drink.
“Sure She saved me… But she perished in the process… Leaving me alone in this Dark, Unforgiving World”
He throws back the drink in one shot.
“This Will Not Do!” he sets the glass down, and heads back out of his Quarters, his door sliding open as he approaches, then sliding shut once he’s left.
Chapter II – Ice Man Cometh