ALIEN AMNESIAC

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A young man wakes up he appears to be about 16 yrs old but he's holding in his hands a manuscript of ancient age . They seem familiar but yet strange to him , on one side of this book it seems to have a picture in releif of three stars ,familiar but yet somehow strange and perplexing
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A young man wakes up he appears to be about 16 yrs old but he's holding in his hands a manuscript of ancient age . They seem familiar but yet strange to him , on one side of this book it seems to have a picture in releif of three stars ,familiar but yet somehow strange and perplexing

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Submitted: April 12, 2011

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I seemed to be drifting in a very dark place ,weightless ,floating and not able to feel anything . Even my body didn't feel or move. I tried to move my arm but yet it seemed extremely heavy and to the point were it seemed to heavy to move it. I panic ,I tried to open my eyes next but it appeared i couldn't even do that. My mind was racing what's happening why can't i move or even open my eyes, Where am i , these and other panic stricken thoughts shoved there way thru my brain.

Suddenly i thought i heard some dim voices from far away someplace but at first i couldn't make out what they were saying. Slowly i felt sensations in my body , i felt extremely cold . How come i was cold and were would i be that i felt this cold anyway. The voices i heard seemed to be getting louder but it seemed as though they were talking gibberish.

At this time my lungs seemed to want something , i did i needed to breathe. i sat bolt up right on a bed made of metal and people who looked like me but dressed strangly in white apparel . They had white handerchiefs covering the areas were their mouths should be. I was sitting there gasping for breathe as i was looking around noticing a;; this. These people at first appeared frightened but then they started acting as though they were trying to calm me down with reassuring gestures. They continuied in their gibberish language towards me and then amoung themselves , as though they also needed reasuring . I looked down at myself on th emetal bed and saw that i was in some sort of odd tunic , with the opening in the yet this tunic appeared to be cut in the front also . i was holding a "skepha" . I looked back at the people in this room with me and suddenly what they were saying started making sense and i was able to understand what they were saying since i awoke so dramatically.

A female spoke next ,"We thoughtyou were dead, their didn't appear to be any vital signs, what happened to you?"
And why are you holding on to that ancient looking book for ? We had to cut you clothes off and cut even the hospital gown to get it on because you had a death grip on that ," while pointing to the "skepha". I spoke to her and the rest of them in the room , "What happened to me and wher eam i?" , i quired.

One of the males spoke up one now i believed to be called a doctor , " You were found in a cave that had appenrantly collapsed and you were trapped inside clutching that odd looking book there ." again pointing at my "skepha". " As nurse Greta just told you we thought that you were dead and were about to preform an autopsy on you. I quess now though we should get you settled and get some food in you and then we can a medical exame on you to see how your doing physically.

an/ this is going to be abit of a strange one alittle sci-fish and the prelog to my story i'll be waiting with baited breathe (and exactly what is baited breathe some one put a worm or something in my mouth while i wasn't looking lol lol)

ALIEN AMNESIAC CHAPTER 2

The doctor looked at me and ask," Just for our records so we can put a name on your charts other than John Doe what is your name?" I lifted my eyes up from my lap in which the "skepha" was resting and hesitated , "I... I.. don't know!!" I stammered.
I started racking my brain trying to recall who i was but was drawing a blank , and was starting to get panicy again . I know i must have a name i thought , why can't i remember what it is.

i must have had an unusual look on my face for the doctor said" maybe we need to let you eat and get some rest you've been under alot of stress and its possible your suffering from a mild case of amnesia. The Doctor , whose name i found out latter was doctor Mitch Brewster,told nurse Greta ,"After he eats make him comfortable and give hi a mild sedative so he can rest."

"Yes Doctor " she responded. About 20 minutes latter they brought in some hospital food . Breaded fish sandwich , tater totes , green beans , lime jello , and two . I ate and the nurse as prescribed came in with a mild sedative pill and gave me a small cup of water to wash it down with.

I layed down in the hospital bed and wondered how long it would be before the sedative would take affect. It sisn't take long at all it seemed because the next thing i knew i was waking up. The "skepha" was still with me grasped in one of my hands. I began to lift it up to take a look at it wondering why this book was so important to me that i would hold on to it with a determination that defide reason at this time.

On the front cover of the book was the releif of what appeared to be 3 stars , on the back of it it had some english words and also a language that i was totally unfamliar with . In the process of turnuing the book around and everything i must have done something because suddenly the book opened up. The first half of the book was written in that unfamilar language . But it was the 50 pages after that was written in english.

I glanced up at the hospital clock in my room and saw that the time was only 2:30 in the morning but yet i felt rested , i had no idea how long i had slept but because the "skepha" was so compelling me to continue to investigate what was written i decided to continue on reading what i could.

an/ i know this chappy is short but i want to know if people are actually reading this and if its intersting enough to continue it. by the way i want to thank at least on reviewer Arv )
for their incouraging words . actually the only reveiewer so far but hopefully more to be added .
Any suggestions for character developememnt will be accepted , suggestions for future plot lines (that is after i get enough written of it so you get an idea of whats happening in the story) .
constructive critism always welcomed but i have my CO2 fire extenguisher handy for flames lol .

ALIEN AMNESIAC CHAPPY 3

TO MY REVIEWERS:
Lain Defender of Fictionpress Thanks for the review ,just so that i don't have to say this 3 times i'll say it here sorry about how long its been since my internet been down for a while so thereby no updates on any of my stories. So i appreciate the 3 reviews so far.

vixenia Thank you for your incouraging words and suggestions. but the whole idea of whats going on in the story so far is he's suffering from amnesia and he's just recovering from something that happened that apparently was tramatic, enough that the doctors and nurses thought him to be dead. So he's still not with it yet ,and development of his personality and looks will come shortly in following chappy's. Also sometimes the suspenceful build up to discovery, works also to my characters situation ..

Arv thank you you were my 1st reviewer and incourager in my story here. the lack of cap (i) wasn't intentional just oversite on my part and (lol just to lazy to go back and fix).

an/ my updates may not be to reqular but with enough encouragement it might help me to get them out more frequently. this is 1 of 18 stories i have and the only one with this many reviews so i am pretty excited about it.

I turned to the first page that was written in english , the english was written in what appeared to be early american english . So i began reading .
My scout flyer had just crashed into this vast continent of this planet , my time of renewal would be coming soon . With my scout flyer being made useless and my far flyer was orbiting this primative planet overhead ,i had no way of contacting my ship for emergency rescue being that i was alone on this mission ,there was no one else aboard that could launch a rescue but myself. Things couldn't be any worse or could they .

in the crash of my scout flyer i was evidently knocked unconscience and upon gaining conscienceness i started taking inventory of myself and my craft and my present situation.
Physically i seemed unhurt but yet i knew the renewal would be coming soon and without the proper preparments which were on my far flyer overhead of this planet i was at a loss as to how to prepare for that renewal. I was pretty sure this primative planet would have nothing as elaberate as to what it would take for my renewal. I then began looking around my scout flyer to see what the total damages were and if there might be any hope in making some kind of contact or getting it to limp back to the far flyer. After the first 15 minutes i realized that the scout flyer was not going anywhere or be able to do nothing to help my situation. At this time i decided to check outside the scout flyer and see what lay outside in this strange primative planet. I considered it primative because most inhabitable planets had auto contact and quidance for auto landing which this planet evidently didn't have thereby the crash of my scout flyer.
It appeared as soon as i got outside that the only things that seemed to be working were the basic power system and the cloaking device. The basic power system could last a long time possibbly several thousand years under normal operation . but under nominal operation such as powering less than 10% of the craft it could last 20 or 30 thousand years.
The cloaking device made the craft invisible to sight or any other forms of detection devices once triggered on. And would allow me a safe haven in case of dire danger.
But never the less i decided to make additional outward disquising the craft or the evident crash scence. It wouldn't do for someone to stumble on to a huge gouge in the ground to end abruptly with no apparent cause for said gouge. After many hours of work i finally finished beliving that i had done a good job at restoring the area around my craft from any kind of detection. My skepha and my craft ring would give me some comfort. the craft ring would allow me to find and enter my craft at will and my skepha so to logue my entries for the renewal .


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