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The Mind Chronicles – The 4th Breed

Posted in Blog Series, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, The Mind with tags , on January 16, 2012 by darkjade68

THE MIND CHRONICLES – SEASON 2 – VOLUME TWO

The Fourth Breed;

FAIRBANKS, ALASKA – THE END OF DECEMBER, THE YEAR 2075

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

THE MIND’S LIVING ROOM

All 6 of the Canada 6 Legionaries are sleeping about comfortably, while The Mind’s Tower Heater blasts out warm heat…

THE MIND’S BEDROOM

Farahi sleeps, taking in deep, peaceful breaths…

ONE OF THE MIND’S GUEST ROOMS

Jarod sleeps, with one of his guns laying on his chest.

THE MIND’S WORKSHOP

“CLICK CLICK CLICK” The Mind Types away, the smoke of a cigarette floating about the air.And a glass of Brandy sitting near by.

DAY 52 – THE MIND COMPU-JOURNAL

Body count, 962… And so I rest a bit easier tonight.

“ENTER” Click.

The Mind closes his Computer, and takes a long hit off the Cigarette.

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER OUTSIDE PEREMETER

The Storm is worse than ever, and visibility outside is basically nil.

Blue Eyes appear…

THE MIND’S WORKSHOP

“INTRUDERS ARE WITHIN THE PERIMETER” The Computer suddenly tells The Mind.

He puts out his cigarette… “Why wasn’t I notified much sooner than this” he stands, and opens a small side window within his large Workshop Metal Door. Between him and the Storm outside is an extremely strong form of Glass.

“APPARENTLY THE EXTREME COLD COUPLED WITH THE–” The Computer starts to say, but The Mind interrupts.

“ENOUGH!!” he yells as he peers through the small window.

“SLAMM!!” Suddenly what looks like a claw slams up against the window, cracking it slightly… And then Glowing Blue Eyes Peer in….

The Mind Shuts the Portal… “My god” he speaks.

“What is it?” Jarod speaks from behind The Mind, as he had entered the room without The Mind realizing it.

THE MIND’S LIVING ROOM

MOMENTS LATER

The Legionaries suit up, and gun up, and make their way down the stairs in a hustle and bustleSave Wells who stays behind.

THE MIND’S WORKSHOP

The Mind gets into The M.C.R. 1 Robot.

“SYNCRONIZE SYSTEMS!!” he yells at the M.C.R. 1 A.I. Computer.

“COPY THAT… ALL SYSTEMS ARE IN SYNC… CAN NOT TRACK THE MUTANTS YET, TOO MUCH ATMOSPHERIC INTERFERENCE”

“FUCK!!!” The Mind yells as he closes himself within the 35 Foot Robot.

“Blind then…” he speaks under his breath.

“CANADA 6 LEGIONAIRES…. STAY BEHIND ME AT ALL COSTS… I AM ALSO BRINGING OUT THE WRECK-BOTS…” The Mind speaks over the M.C.R. 1’s Intercom, and then opens up the Great Metal Door leading from his Workshop out into the Storm.

The Mind, the Legionnaires and Jarod move out… Farahi stays behind, but has her bow and gear ready.

Farahi makes note that there are only 5 Legionaires that go out into the storm.

The door begins to close, and Farahi leaves the The Workshop to investigate the whereabouts of the 6th Legionnaire.

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER OUTSIDE PEREMETER

The Mind tries to track the Mutants, but his Systems are almost completely nonfunctional…

“DAMN IT!!” he slams the inside wall of the M.C.R. 1.

Meanwhile the Canada 6 Legionnaires follow in a bit of a half circle, each backing up the other, with Jarod bring up the rear.

THE MIND’S LIVING ROOM

Farahi enters The Mind’s Living Room, but it is pitch black, no Legionnaire to be seen.

She slowly starts to check each room, kicking the door open slightly, bow pulled back… “Legionnaire, are you in here??”.

Suddenly when she reaches The Mind’s Bedroom, Wells grabs her, disarms her, and stands behind her arms wrapped around her, and hand over her mouth.

“Shhhh” Wells tells Farahi.

“UH, SGT. WELLS, I’M GOING TO HAVE TO ASK YOU LEAVE THE PREMISES, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO TREAT THE MIND’S GUESTS LIKE THAT” the Computer’s Voice comes over the intercom.

Suddenly Farahi elbows him in the gut, flips him onto the floor, then brings her large knife against his throat.

“Bad move Soldier” she whispers.

Wells smiles maniacally “Naughty girl…” Wells breaks free and hurls Farahi against a wall.

“CRACKBOOM!!” she hits the wall, and is barely conscious… And that’s when she sees it.

Wells approaches Farahi intending to Cuff her, not noticing the Blue Eyes that have appeared in the darkness behind him…

“KRAWRGLABLA!!!” are the only sounds that can be heard from The Mind’s Bedroom, as Farahi tears out of the room, and ends up falling at the halfway point of the stairs leading to The Mind’s Workshop.

She lays on the floor, her wrist fractured, bleeding and bruised, staring up the stairs waiting for it to appear…

“Gasp Gasp Gasp” the sound of her own breath echoing in the stairwell.

NEXT TIME!!! THERE WILL BE BLOOD… OR AT LEAST… LIMBS

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The Mind Chronicles – Feed Thy Enemies

Posted in Blog Series, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, Story, The Mind with tags , on January 7, 2012 by darkjade68

THE MIND CHRONICLES – SEASON 2 – VOLUME ONE

Feed Thy Enemies;

FAIRBANKS, ALASKA – CHRISTMAS TIME, THE YEAR 2075

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the Tower
The Mind had gone missing, for many an Hour.
The Mutants in Anchorage were all hiding, or Dead,
In hopes that The Mind would not come Again.

Jarod and Farahi were nestled all snug in their Beds,
While visions of The Apocalypse danced in their Heads.
And Senator Richards from N-One Headquarters, Captain Raf at his Side,
Were Hologram Messaging, wondering if the Mind was Alive.

THE MIND’S LIVING ROOM

Jarod is Sleeping on the couch in The Mind’s Living Room when

“GUESTS OF THE MIND… AWAKEN” Speaks The Minds Home A.I. Computer System.

With this Jarod’s eyes pop open “Huh!!” he exclaims, and Farahi runs into the room, and looks out the Main Window.

“There’s something out there…” Farahi says, the fear palpable in her voice.

THE STAIRWAY DOWN TO THE MIND’S WORKSHOP

Jarod and Farahi burst down the stairs to The Mind’s Workshop!

“Computer?! Why Did you Wake Us??!!” Jarod speaks as he makes his way down the stairs.

“YOU ARE NOT AUTHORIZED TO ASK” it explains.

“Oh for Fu@#! sake” they reach his Workshop, where they are met first with a Blast of Cool Air…

THE MIND’S WORKSHOP

And what they see inside, shocks them.

“Hello Their Friends!!” The Mind exclaims as he dismounts from his 35 Foot Tall M.C.R.1 Robot.

With him are 6 Men, Heavely Armed and Camouflaged… They seem a bit disoriented, but glad to be out of the cold.

The Mind than jovially walks over to Jarod and Farahi, greeting them like they are dear friends, hugs and handshakes all around.

“Computer… Prepare Large Quantities of Synthetic Fried Chicken, Water Melon and Beer for our Guests!” The Mind proclaims as he waves his arms in the air in merriment.

“YES MIND, CONSIDER IT DONE” it cordially replies.

“Jarod… Farahi… Let me proudly introduce you to 6 of our Canada 6 Legionnaires…” he exclaims as the men all step forward.

“Belmon, Edward, Sprig, more of a Nick Name really, Charlie, Orton and Wells… Which is of course his Last Name…” he finishes, and then walks right past Jarod and Farahi.

“Come along boys, food, warmth and festivities upstairs!” he announces as he departs.

All of the men gleefully follow, save Wells, who is the youngest of the men, at 20, who seems to look over Jarod and Farahi suspiciously as he passes.

THE MIND’S LIVING ROOM

15 MINUTES LATER

Jarod and Farahi stand near the Balcony Door watching the strange event unfold, while The Mind appears to be making the rounds, insuring all of the Legionnaire’s glasses are filled…

“This has to be the strangest thing I’ve ever laid witness too…” Jarod proclaims.

“I don’t know what to say… Or how to react” Farahi replies.

“Mr. Mind Sir, this Synthetic Fried Chicken is Truly Fabulous” one of the Bigger, meaning tall and muscular, Men states.

“Isn’t though…” The Mind warmly replies.

He then sharply looks over at Jarod and Farahi who are blatantly not enjoying their selves.

He approaches them…

“None for you two?” he then takes a drink from his martini glass.

“Oh well” he then states as he sits his glass down on a near by end table.

“Mind, we need to talk…” Jarod suddenly says.

“All work and no play…” The Mind plainly states.

“Very well, outside on the balcony in 3.2 minutes…” he says dismissively as he walks away.

THE MIND’S BALCONY

3.2 MINUTES LATER

Where it is freezing, and snow blows across Jarod and Farahi, who have grabbed their jackets.

Suddenly The Mind steps out onto the Balcony, not wearing a jacket, and hands them each drinks.

“Okay than…” The Mind speaks as he looks at Jarod “No, I wont tell you how I came here…” he then looks at Farahi “And, I killed 937 Mutants a few hours ago, so that should give you an idea of where I’m at with the “Mutant” Human Act…”.

He then starts for the door “Now don’t stay out here too long, this next wave of the storm looks nasty…” he states and goes back inside.

“How did he?” Farahi questions.

“He’s The Mind” Jarod plainly states.

THE MIND’S LIVING ROOM

Suddenly Senator Richard’s appears in Hologram where all can see “MIND!! ARE YOU THERE!!” which seems to startle the men.

“Computer, temporarily shut off communications from N-One” The Mind says under his breath.

With this, the hologram disappears.

“DONE” the Computer replies.

“We need to get back to our post” Wells says to Orton.

“Relax… What could happen” he replies.

ANCHORAGE

250 MILES SOUTH OF FAIRBANKS AND ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

Several Sets of Blue Eyes Rise From the Sea, and make their way through the Mists… North bound.

NEXT TIME… THERE’S SOMETHING OUT THERE…

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The Mind Chronicles – Target Practice

Posted in Blog Series, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, The Mind with tags , , , on December 15, 2011 by darkjade68

THE MIND CHRONICLES – VOLUME X

Target Practice;

ANCHORAGE, ALASKA – DECEMBER, THE YEAR 2075

250 MILES SOUTH OF FAIRBANKS, ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER, THE MIND’S HEADQUARTERS

CRUNCH! CRUNCH!! CRUNCH!!! is the only sound that can be heard as The Mind, inside the shell of his 35 foot tall M.C.R. 1 Robot, darts at 95 miles an hour across the icy, snowy, slushy terrain, as he enters the Anchorage Territory… Some 250 miles south of his Headquarters in Fairbanks…

“ALL CENSORS ARE AGO… FIRST MUTANT CONTACT TO BE REACHED IN 16.2 MINUTES…” speaks the M.C.I. 1’s A.I. (Artificial Intelligence) Computer.

“Roger that…” The Mind replies.

FAIRBANKS

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

THE MIND’S LIVING ROOM

Farahi and Jarod Black sit, most unsettled, in The Mind’s Living Room.

“He’s been gone a long time…” Farahi states “What do you think he’s doing down there?”.

“I don’t know, but I think it’s time we found out” with this Jarod gets up from The Mind’s couch, and heads to the stairs going down. Farahi follows.

ANCHORAGE

“Okay baby… Show me what you got…” The Mind thinks to himself.

“CENSORS ARE PICKING UP 15 MUTANTS COMING IN QUICKLY MIND” with this The Mind sees several mutants running full speed at him, leaping, and bouncing their ways through the woods outside the city of Anchorage.

“SCREEEEEE” The Mind raises the Caraboon Weapon and presses the Blue Button inside the M.C.R. 1, and starts to fire.

ZAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!” suddenly hundreds of feet of the light blue electricity spews forth before him, some seventy feet wide, obliterating all Mutants that enter the beam “SPLATTTTTTTT!!!!” body pieces fly everywhere.

“AHHAAHAHAHAHAH!!!” The Mind Dementedly Yells as he tears Mutant after Mutant apart with the Caraboon Beam.

“MORE! MORE!! MORE!!!” he thinks to himself as his mind races, and a great pit of satisfaction fills his gut.

N-ONE POLICE STATE (New York City, New York)

N-ONE HEADQUARTERS

High Senate Richards is having a discussion with Captain Raf Mulian, Head of the N-One Police Force when…

“Sir, we have readings of some 200 plus mutant terminations in the Anchorage Alaska Region…” speaks a Police M.T.O. (Mutant Tracking Officer).

With this, Captain Raf and Senator Richards approach the Officer’s Mutant Monitor Screen.

“And the number’s growing Sir…” the M.T.O. finishes.

“The Mind…” the Senator thinks to himself.

“Send in the Canada 6 Anchorage Legion!!” commands Captain Raf “Immediately!”.

FAIRBANKS

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

THE MIND’S WORKSHOP

Jarod and Farahi are looking around The Mind’s large Workshop.

“I don’t know much about this kind of thing… But I’d say he’s workin on some sort of Robotics…” Jarod then picks up some pieces off of The Mind’s Work Table… “And some sort of… Weapon”.

“MIND ARE YOU THERE?!”  A hologram of Senator Richards suddenly appears in the Workshop.

“MIND DO YOU READ??” the hologram continues to try to contact The Mind.

Jarod looks at Farahi “Somethings up… I don’t know what it is… But something…” Jarod says to Farahi.

ANCHORAGE

“VOOOM!!!”

“VOOOMMM!!!”

“VOOOMMMM!!!”

“AHHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!” The Mind continues to rapidly destroy Mutants.

“DIE!! DIE!!! DIE!!!!” he yells

Meanwhile 6 Canda 6 Legionnaires approach and watch it go down in shock.

“What the hell??” one of them speaks.

N-ONE

N-ONE HEADQUARTERS

M.T.O. MONITOR

MUTANT TERMINATION LEVEL EXCEEDING 800

“Damn…” the M.T.O. sighs.

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The Mind Chronicles (Volume IX) – Onset

Posted in Blog Series, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, Story, The Mind with tags , , on December 11, 2011 by darkjade68

THE MIND CHRONICLES – VOLUME NINE

Onset;

FAIRBANKS, ALASKA – DECEMBER, THE YEAR 2075

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

Two Days after the arrival of Jarod Black, Mercenary… And Farahi, Humanitarian.

DAY 39 – THE MIND COMPU-JOURNAL

The M.C.R. 1 is complete, and I have successfully integrated the Caraboon Weapon into it. All that’s left is the Test Drive.

“ENTER” Click.

Farahi has spent the last two days, basically alone… As The Mind has been working on his “Mysterious” Project, and Jarod has yet to awaken.

Farahi enters The Mind’s Living Room, only to find him there, staring out the large window… Watching the storm.

“I’m afraid the two of you will be stranded here for a bit while this storm makes it’s way through…” with this he turns to face Farahi who looks a bit uncomfortable.

“Oh… That’s okay… I want to thank you for taking care of JarodAnd for the clothing… And Food” she replies.

The Mind steps over to his Kitchen “Care for a water… Or something sweet to drink?” he inquires.

“Oh… Sure… Water’s fine” she replies graciously.

The Mind hands her a bottle of water.

“Now if you’ll excuse me, much work… Much work…” The Mind then leaves the room.

THE NEXT DAY

MEDICAL ROOM

Jarod wakes to Farahi who is holding his hand.

“How are you feeling?” she asks.

“Better than the last time I can recall being conscious… How long have I been out?” he inquires.

“About two days now…” she replies.

“Wow…” Jarod seems stunned by this.

“How about you? How are you doing” he asks.

“Oh, I”m good… The Mind has been a very polite host, clothes, food etc.”… “But he hasn’t really been around all that much… He’s always working on some kind of project…” she replies.

“I see…” Jarod sits up holding his head, which still hurts a bit.

“We’re having one hell of a storm out there” she tells.

Jarod stands up slowly, and puts on the clothing left for him… Whilst Farahi turns away, so as not to embarrass him.

The two of them go into The Mind’s Living Room where The Mind is sitting, legs crossed, in a chair.

“Glad to see you’re feeling better… The two of you should be able to leave in the next few days…” he explains almost jovially.

Jarod looks at Farahi, and then The Mind.

“You haven’t asked why we’re here?” Jarod quesions.

“Nor shall I…” The Mind speaks as he heads out of the room and is gone.

Jarod turns to Farahi “You haven’t spoken to him about–” he starts to say, but Farahi interrupts him.

“Nothing… I’ve hardly been in the same room with him more than 30 seconds at any given time…” she interjects.

Jarod approaches the great living room window, and watches the storm “Well than… These next few days should be quite interesting…” he says.

THE MIND’S WORKSHOP

In the dark two Red Lights, almost taking on the appearance of eyes, light up some 35 feet up…. As the room has a very high ceiling. And from the dark, a giant, amazing looking robot steps forward into the light.

Inside the robot, is The Mind.

“Alright… Lets see what this baby can do” with this The Mind opens up a large metal door out into the storm beyond, and the robot steps forward disappearing into it.

NEXT TIME… DID SOMEONE SAY… “MUTANT SEASON?”

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The Mind Chronicles (Volume VIII) – Chillen With The Mind

Posted in Blog Series, Fiction, Science Fiction, Story, The Mind with tags , , on December 6, 2011 by darkjade68

THE MIND CHRONICLES – VOLUME EIGHT

Chillen with The Mind;

FAIRBANKS, ALASKA – DECEMBER, THE YEAR 2075

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

The Abraham Bendo Building is taking a beating from the Snow Storm outside. Visibility is nil.

DAY 37 – THE MIND COMPU-JOURNAL

Ah where was I… Oh yes, it’s only a matter of hours before the Mutant-Cide Robotic, or M.C.R. 1, will be complete. I will then transplant, configure and integrate the Caraboon Weapon, and she’ll be ready to role.

The whole thing seems rather Barbaric in approach, and I’m sure Canada 6 will send their lowly Mounty E.I.P., or Earth Inhabitant Police, after me… But by then I will have had a decent test, and taken out a thousand Mutants or so along the way.

Nuff said… Mind out

“ENTER” Click.

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER – MEDICAL ROOM

Jarod Black opens his eyes, vision blurred, almost naked, laid out on some sort of medical bed.

As he looks down he sees that his Mechanical Cyborg Arm has been revealed, and there are several bandages all over his body from where shrapnel has been removed.

As his vision slowly returns, he tries to sit up, but finds he can’t as his head throbs profusely…

“Sorry old man, I’m afraid I’m at fault for your injuries…” The Mind speaks as he enters the medical chamber holding a glass of scotch and hands it to Jarod.

“I can’t sit up” Jarod replies. “My head”.

“Right…” The Mind then sits down the drink near Jarod’s bed.

“I’m afraid I set the Wreck-Bots to fire 10yds from targets, but did not account for Mechanical Horses being laid out as blockades you see…” The Mind explains.

“Sorry about your horse by the way… Did he have a name?” The Mind questions half heartedly.

“Johnny… Johnny Carson” Jarod manages.

“HaHa!! That is clever… Pretty cool chap that one…” the Mind replies.

“And it wasn’t your fault… The N One gifted this whole Zone to you… We were trespassing” Jarod speaks, unable to keep his eyes open because of the pain in his head.

“True enough… Still, with as few humans as we have left, it’s not exactly in the best interest of any of us to “Blow Up” one another needlessly, Ha…” The Mind finishes.

“I’ll let you rest…” just as The Mind is about to leave, Jarod calls after him.

“The Girl?? Is she alright?” Jarod inquires.

The Mind looks back towards Jarod with his ever frequenting Maniacal Smile “Oh heavens yes… In fact she’s most likely wet and naked in my room about now…” with this he leaves.

“What?!” Jarod exclaims, but then passes out.

THE MINDS BEDROOM

Meanwhile, inside The Mind’s Bedroom, which The Mind has given Farahi to use during their stay… Farahi has just gotten out of a warm bath, and is drying, and getting dressed in fresh clothing left for her on The Mind’s bed.

NEXT TIME… MORE SNOW STORM SURROUNDED BUILDING CONVERSATIONS…

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The Mind Chronicles (Volume VII) – Visitors

Posted in Blog Series, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, Story, The Mind with tags , on December 4, 2011 by darkjade68

THE MIND CHRONICLES – VOLUME SEVEN

Visitors;

FAIRBANKS, ALASKA – DECEMBER, THE YEAR 2075

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

DAY 35 – THE MIND COMPU-JOURNAL

Progression of the Caraboon Weapon is ahead of schedule… Once I’ve completed the Mutant-Cide Robotic, or M.C.R. 1, I shall begin dealing with this Mutant Problem on my own…

“DOCTOR… THERE ARE INTRUDERS WITHIN THE TOWER’S 300 YARD PERIMETER… SHALL I DISBACH THE WRECK-BOTS?” Speaks The Minds Computer System.

Damn… Intruders… I guess that’s all for now

“ENTER” Click.

300 YARDS SOUTH EAST OF ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

Jarod Black and Farahi stand Goggled, and Cold Geared, the blast of the surrounding Snow Penetrating their spirit.

“This is a Nasty Storm…” Jarod speaks to Farahi through his Voice-Mech Communicator, which is fastened inside his Snow Mask.

“Yeah…” she replies, also using a similar form of Voice-Mech Communicator.

“I have absolutely no idea what kind of Security The Mind has in that Tower, so keep your eyes open” he relays to her.

“I’ll move in, you follow and cover me with that Plasma Rifle of yours…” she says, and then drives off on her Silent STARK 6000 Bike.

Jarod Grimaces a bit, then follows on his Mech-Horse Johnny, his Rifle drawn, and Farahi in his Scope.

180 YARDS UNTIL DESTINATION shows up on her Bikes Monitor Display.

“Well… This is going smoothly–” Farahi starts to say as a Lasor Blast suddenly strikes the ground 10 Yards in front of her, sending her flying off her bike, which falls to the ground some 15 Feet from her.

“VOOOMMMM!!!!”

Meanwhile Jarod’s Mech-Horse stops and kicks it’s front legs up into the air…

“NAYYYYY!”  it yalps in it’s Mecha Voice.

Just then a 30 Foot Tall Wreck-Bot appears from behind the near by building.

“Wreck-Bots… This will be like Shooting Fish in… Well… An Unforgiving Weather EnvironmentJarod thinks to himself.

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

The Mind kicks back holding a bowl of bite sized snacks, and tossing them in his mouth, whilst laying back on his couch watching a Floating Monitor of what the Wreck-Bots see…

“Interesting…” he speaks out loud to himself.

180 MILES SOUTH EAST OF THE TOWER

Jarod has had Johnny become a blockade once more, and has the Wreck-Bot in his Plasma Rifle Scope…

“Come on baby… Make a move for the girl… I dare you…” he thinks to himself.

Suddenly Farahi jumps to her feet and waves her arms around, walking towards the Wreck-Bott.

“WE MEAN YOU NO HARM!! WE’VE JUST COME TO SEE THE MIND!!” she yells.

“What are you crazy…”… “Farahi get down!! Do you read me!! Get down!!” Jarod tries to reach her with his Meck-Voice Communicator.

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

The Mind sets down his bowl of snacks and sits up “Interesting…”.

180 MILES SOUTH EAST OF THE TOWER

The Wreck-Bot targets Farahi…

With this, Jarod suddenly stands up “FARAHI!!! DOWN!!!!” and suddenly a second Wreck Bot appears and takes a shot hitting Johnny.

“VOOOOM!!!!” Johnny is blown back in pieces, some of which stick into Jarod, as he too blows back, hits the ground, and is unconscious.

ABRAHAM BENDO TOWER

“Oops” The Mind speaks.

NEXT TIME… THE GREAT… OR MAYBE NOT SO GREAT… SCHEME

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The Mind Chronicles (Volume VI) – Farahi

Posted in Blog Series, Fiction, Science Fiction, Story, The Mind with tags , , , on November 30, 2011 by darkjade68

THE MIND CHRONICLES – VOLUME SIX

Farahi;

CANADA 6

THE FORESTS 400 MILES NORTH OF US 5

Jarod Black continues to make his way North through the Blackened, and Nearly Dead forests of Canada 6.

His Destination, Abraham Bendo Tower, Fairbanks, Alaska Lair of the Mind.

After traveling 6 plus hours north of the Western Outpost, he starts to sense that he is again being followed.

But by something much worse than a Mutant…

Not being one to avoid conflict as required, he stops his Mechanical Horse Mount, Johnny, and dismounts.

“Woe boy…”.

He then takes his Plasma Rifle from his back, and has Johnny lay down as a barrier between him, and whatever’s following him.

“COME ON OUT, I’M NOT MOVEN UNTIL YOU DO!” he calls out. “Whatever you are” he mumbles under his breath.

And that’s when she appeared.

A young girl, maybe 17, steps out from behind a distant tree.

She is attired in some form of leather synthetic hunting gear, bright blue lensed goggles upon her face, and shoulder length blond hair.

Upon her back she appears to have both a long spear, and some sort of Composite Bow, and Arrows.

“What the hell?” Jarod mumbles under his breath.

The girl then pulls her goggles atop of her head “I’M SORRY THAT I FOLLOWED YOU!” she calls over.

“I MEAN YOU NO HARM!”.

Jarod grunts, and then mounts his Mechanical Horse Johnny once more.

The girl than pulls out from behind a near by tree, some form of a Motor Bike, that has been altered in design, in order to travel without sound.

She rolls it forward running up beside Jarod “Wait!” with this she starts her stealthy engine, and rides besides him.

“I have money!” she holds forth a little bag containing some form of currency.

Jarod looks first at the bag, and then her bike “Riding a STARK 6000, I’d uh guessed you did…”.

“My parents left me the money… They are gone… I am alone” with this he stops his Horse and looks at her.

“No different than most” she continues.

He starts to ride again, she continues besides him.

“So what is it you need from me, I am a bit busy right now as you may have noticed…” he says as he again looks at her.

“But one can never have enough money these days… So what is it”.

The girl then pulls down her goggles as they gain speed “I needs passage direct to Fairbanks…”… “I seek Council with “The Mind””.

He stops again “How did you know I was seeking out The Mind?” he questions.

The girl stops as well, looks ahead of them, then back at Jarod “There is nothing else here… Not anymore… Just dead forest for miles and miles” she explains.

“You were the first visitor to the Western Outpost I had seen in 3 months…”… “Most that go there simply seek out a cold residence to avoid the many mutants…” she continues.

Jarod starts to ride slowly again as the girl continues to speak and follow “As The Mind has told, most mutants do not like cold regions…”… “I think it has something to do with their circulation…”.

“And you… What do you seek?” she questions.

NIGHTFALL

7:14pm

The young girl and Jarod sit around a fire that the girl built.

She is also cooking some form of meat for them.

“I am Farahi by the way…” with this she hands Jarod some of the meat on a stick.

“I am Jarod Black… Mercenary” he replies.

“What is it you needs speak to The Mind about Farahi?”.

“The Mutants… Actually” she hesitantly replies.

With this Jarod stops mid bite “You’re not one of those Crazy “Humanists” are you…” he questions.

“Seeking “Rebirth”, and “Salvation” for the Mutants?” he continues.

She does not reply, and eats.

“You are…” Jarod grunts and continues to eat as well.

“There must be a way to return them to their former selves… There must be!” She suddenly blurps out.

“And if any one can figure it out, it’s The Mind…” she finishes.

“Oh, you mean the guy that only yesterday told the Free World to get off their asses and kill all the mutants??”… “That guy…” he finishes eating, and throws the stick in the fire.

Farahi then puts one of her hands on one of Jarod’s arms “Don’t you realize the impact of adding 500,000 more Civilians to our population??”… “It would almost quadruple our race…”… “Just think about the implications…” with this Jarod pulls his arm away from her.

“Don’t you think the smartest man on our planet has already thought this through…”… “Don’t you think maybe, at the end of his research on this matter, he must have found some Alarming Results?” he rants.

“I mean, why else would he have us all out our doors with guns in hands, unless he felt they were a viable threat to our continued existence…” he finishes, and stands.

“Just let me come… It’s a lot of money….” she hands Jarod the bag of money.

“Indeed it is…” he takes the bag, looks inside, and tosses it back to her.

“But I’m not looking to piss The Mind off…” he walks away and starts to prepare a spot to sleep on.

“And that’s just what bringing the “Humanist Movement” right to his doorstep would do… I’m sure of it” he lays down.

Farahi just sits there looking at him as he lay, her faded blue eyes even lighter than before they had started talking.

“Why are you seeking him out Jarod Black… You still haven’t told me” she inquires.

Jarod pulls his hat over his face “That my dear… Is between him… And me” he goes to sleep.

NEXT TIME!! ON THE MIND CHRONICLES… HMM, I GUESS I’LL HAVE TO FIGURE THAT OUT

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