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Old 08-17-2008, 06:30 PM
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Well, this is my first fanfic, so please, don't flame me. Constructive critisicm extremely welcome.
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Old 08-17-2008, 06:32 PM
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Chapter One: The Beginning

Mark’s House
Connecticut, USA
August 17, 2050 6:29 AM



It was a quiet, dark room. The only place that light found a place in this darkness was an alarm clock, flashing at 6:29 in large blue script. The room belonged to that of a normal teenager. He was asleep on the bunk bed and his name was Mark. He wasn’t quite awake until the alarm clock suddenly started flashing 6:30, and the local radio station came on. Some song was playing, but a hand came from the otherwise still figure, deactivating the radio. Mark jumped down from the top of his bunk bed, careful not to wake up anyone else in the house. He stood up, and started to go to the bathroom so he could take a shower. He was 6’3, and a meager 175 pounds. He looked sleek, and his body was barely thicker than a brick wall. He had brown-ish blonde hair, and his green eyes were still half closed. He came out of the shower and got dressed in his typical attire. He wore a t-shirt in almost any weather, except in the winter. He always wore jeans, whether shorts or long pairs. He looked like a typical kid. He was 14, but he still had the look about him that said, “Well, I’m not an adult yet.”

He ate breakfast and went on the bus at 6:45. He scanned the crowd of familiar faces until he saw his friend, Ryan, sitting in the back, hunched over his DS. He was Mark’s best friend since 6th grade, and it hadn’t been too often that they both agreed on everything that other people thought were too nerdy. Mark took a seat, and they struck up conversation on the field trip tomorrow. Their trip was to the latest breakthrough in technology, and to the scientific lab that produced it.

“Mark, are you ready for the tour tomorrow?”

“Of course! How cool is it to take a look at the first organic metal in the history of mankind?”

Conversation died around them, and then struck back up again. This was normal, as it took all the “normal” kids some time to figure out who said the nerdy comment, and see if they could pick on the kid. But since it was Mark and Ryan, they ignored it.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Later in science class, they discussed the field trip tomorrow and the expected behavior. Mrs. Smith, the science teacher, was a grump as usual. She was a small petite lady, but her rage was even taller than Mark when she exploded. Hopefully she wouldn’t do so today.

“So class, as you heard” she narrate din her dark voice, “tomorrow we are visiting Metalive Labs tomorrow to learn about their breakthrough in organic metals. Does anyone know how the process was discovered? Anyone?”

No one had their hand up, it was a process so complex, and people bet that even Mrs. Smith didn’t even fully understand the process. She droned off, reading something off her computer that no one understood, some tech jargon.

This process was made possible by infusing certain metals that are at a liquid state at room temperature with cells and various chemicals that form substances like enzymes in the human body. These droplets are much like e first theorized cells that showed up on Earth. Though the infusion process is incomplete, functions such as response to stimuli, need of some sort of unidentifiable energy source that they seem to extract from CO2, and they divide in order to reproduce. They do not seem to have a long life expectancy, about a few weeks. This could be due to the unstable molecular balance of the metal reacting with the corrosiveness of the enzyme-like chemicals.

Everyone was almost asleep at the end of the speech, and even Mrs. Smith was stumbling over words as she attempted to understand what she was reading. The jargon was completely understood to the students as complex, and therefore to bring for their valuable time. However, at the end of class, the halls seemed to be vibrating with the chatter of the new metal and what it could bring mankind that hadn’t been achieved over the last 50 years. It seemed like that was so long ago, when people were stupidly polluting their planet, which had been long since solved. There was no need for a new energy source, and plastic was still indestructible enough to be used as a building material. However, the organic metal could show promise on medicine.

Anyway, after school was over, Mark did his homework and feel into his bed at 9:00 pm. Little did he know that tomorrow was going to be the day that changed the rest of his life.
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Wow, I'm hooked. This is great. ^_^
I only saw about one typo, just watch out for them. You also might want to make the next chapter a bit long though. Apart from that, it's great.
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Chapter Two: The Connection
Metalive Labs
Connecticut, USA
August 18, 2050 9:00 AM



Well, Mark was walking through the glistening labs of Metalive, as astonished as anyone else when it came to the sheer complexity of everything. There were test tubes, microscopes; everything that a scientist could possibly need was in this place. The tour guide was explaining the necessity of being able to control every aspect of the environment so that the droplets would be able to live without becoming too hot, too cold, to dry, too wet, etc. They were meeting professor X having 20 billion degrees in all these sciences people haven’t even heard of. But there seemed to be a common one. They all had a minor practice in Biometallurgy, which was the branch of science based on this new discovery. The place was also connected by vacuum tubes that sent messages back and forth to the scientists n different areas, which was kind of cool. But everyone wanted to see the new metal.

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However, in a corner far from the tour group, there was a cage open. It had previously contained two droplets, which had mysteriously grown to the size of small beads, and were to undergo further testing. The droplets themselves were on the ground, rolling as though they were solid, even though they were a liquid.

“HEY, TAKORI, OVER HERE! THERE IS A GROUP OF HUMANS THIS WAY. IF WE JUMP ONTO ONE OF THEM, WE COULD GET OUT OF HERE.”
“VERY WELL, NYORTA, WE WILL HITCH A RIDE ON THE HUMANS. WATCH OUT! HUMAN SCIENTIST APPRACHING!”

At the sound of footsteps, the two drops shifted into two different things. Takori, the first, turned into a needle, and Nyorta transformed into a solid wall so she blended into the chair leg behind her.

“THAT WAS CLOSE!!! WE NEED TO WATCH OUT FOR THAT. HOPEFULLY THE HUMAN WILL NOT SUSPECT US.”
“AGREED, TAKORI”

The two drops now were scurrying up a column that intersected a beam that was about 16 feet above the ground. The waited until the right moment, arguing about the human they should choose, and when to jump. Eventually, after much consideration, they jumped into a free fall onto an unsuspecting human neck below. They were like silver raindrops, spinning freely, and they maintained their form as they both molded over the boy’s watch. Their plan was flawless, except for one problem they didn’t count on. It was currently 10:26. According to their overlay, it was 489756164:8946513215.

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It was a strange sensation that Mark felt as he thought he felt two raindrops hit the back of his neck. He didn’t pay attention to it though, since he was, after all, indoors, so it was impossible that he should feel a raindrop. He once again resumed his attention to the tour guide.

“Here in these cases are the first ever samples of living metal.” She lifted up a case over a button and pressed the button. Some hatches slid out of the wall, and each hatch had a clear plastic case that contained a small liquid metal ball. At first, they didn’t seem to be doing much until the students came closer in order to get a better look. Then, almost all of the drops turned into something different. One turned into a pair of glasses frames, another into a safety pin. Others turned into name tags that were misspelled, and others turned into wristwatches. The lady explained this.

“Whenever they come into close contact with something that they view as an enemy, they transform as a form of camouflage, and they can only turn into something that they have seen. This is why the majority are name tags, though they always mess up the spelling of the nametags. However, they always seem to camouflage as small objects, the largest we’ve seen was a set of IPod earphones, but they were incredibly brittle. These drops are not harmed by being broken in this form, they’ll simply return to liquid form and the two divided drops will reform into one again.”

The tour was interesting, but it was certainly taking a long time. Mark glanced down at his watch, surprised to see that it read nothing but a mess of numerals separated by a colon. His watch was probably running low on batteries. He had heard of similar problems, where if the watch battery starts dying, then the display goes out of shape. He ignored it; he could just repair it tonight.

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Later that night, he went into his room and unstrapped his watch after dinner. He had been determined to figure out the problem, but there was no reason to tell them about a watch battery.
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