A Man in a Strange World of Peril Jasir Cohen, a tenured professor and one of the leading nuclear physicists in the world, has a secret. He is a mutant with an extraordinary ability. Pretending to be normal, Jasir has been fortunate enough to use his abilities to his benefit. But when a pair of mysterious hunters make Jasir their prey, he is forced to come to terms with the frightening reality of his capabilities. The Alchemist - Part One Uatu, do you tire of the council? Orlaxt, this universe is a tireless existence, but we know the dangers of restlessness. And of answering questions plainly. Mmm. I have seen the logs you keep. Even now, you still monitor the events of Earth 616. So often is that particular universe the epicenter of tidal change across the multi-verse. Earth 616 provides compelling evidence to support the Great Framework theories. For this reason, I study the planets' developments. Not due to the nostalgic lure of gazing. Well done. In some time, your rebuttal should even convince your own consciousness of that argument. Thus is the making of a higher being. Your mind is always for the betterment of our people. Still your heart has led you to break our oath more than 400 times! How far did you read into the record of Earth 616? Far enough to suggest that you place great value in the lives of those human beings. Perhaps you prefer living to watching. The value lies in its multidimensional significance, not in any I might place on it. Even now, the destiny of Earth 616 intertwines with another, Earth 494E9C. Is this worth listening to? If not, we'll jump back. Go on. Contrary to what you have stated, my interests peaked when reviewing my replacements recordsnot due to my own observations. Exonerated, yet again. Hurry with this tale before I am bored. A curious manhunt has begun for a being on Earth 616 born with control of the power cosmic. Truly? Yes, but as is often the case of that species, he imposes upon himself the limits of his environment. But now a species from an alternative earth Earth 494E9C? Correct. The dominant species from Earth 494E9C are closing in on their target. These hunters aim to capture the power cosmic in hopes that they can use it to maintain their waning oppression of their worlds' sub-species. The very same species of their target. Fascinating. The earthlings of 494E9C wield cross-dimensional technology. Inadvertently. They intended only to travel along the fourth dimension, in reverse. Amusing. But it seems premature to think there is any significance of these happenings beyond two star-crossed worlds. Even with the power cosmic involved. The power cosmic, dimension entanglement, enlightenment between two latent and competing species, revolt against oppression, a fight for survival. I have seen these ripples of change before. A tidal wave approaches. Now I am bored. With you, not this story. Then let us watch... The Alchemist - Down Boy, Down / Feeling in His Chest Jasir watched from the exit as Calli ran for the barbed fence. When she reached it, he pushed his influence past her. His strength from the void laid the nickel gate flat across dirt like a knife smoothing butter over bread. The fence of 10 feet was pulled into a sharp slope, still leaving ample space for a Mac Truck to pass. A second before the razor barbs ripped flesh but they suddenly wiggled into an upper layer of ground soot. Calli crossed the path laid like a jacket over a puddle tenuously as if it could spring upright at any moment. She stopped at the edge of a barbed loop and turned to face Jasir--too close for his comfort. Once he lifted the fence she could have either got nicked or would certainly have gotten dirt in her eyes. He didn't have time to motion her backward so he envisioned a rope in his clenched fists and pulled. The lowered section of fence slid away from the edges of Calli's feet. Once it was far enough Jasir pulled upward on an invisible tether and the nickel fence followed. A dirt cloud billowed outward toward Calli and Jasir exhaled sharply through his nostrils and the billow of dirt-dust fell to the ground like pebbles. Calli stood stationary on the far side of the tall fence, restored to its original function. She watched Jasir, unblinkingly and he started from a vibration in the center of the void-sphere--his moment at the motel room door with Calli. Even two hundred feet away a look from her eyes made him feel it. Jasir backed into the building, swinging the door inward. His eyes stayed on Calli and it seemed as if he might never need her to leave. When the steel door closed, Jasir was left inside with two violent hunters and the feeling in his chest. Copyright © 2009 Jaebi - All Rights Reserved |
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In previous visits to thunderquill, you may have encountered enjoyable, yet fleeting glimpses of writing from the intrepid science fiction author Jaebi, as featured in various stories offered by The Falcon Library. Over the past year, our "finish the sentence" word plays have resulted in several engaging tales, exploring the mysterious avenues of both the present and the future. But now, here's a chance to get a closer look at the work of Jaebi, with passages from his mind bending novel The Alchemist. Enjoy! |
A Man in a Strange World of Peril Jasir Cohen, a tenured professor and one of the leading nuclear physicists in the world, has a secret. He is a mutant with an extraordinary ability. Pretending to be normal, Jasir has been fortunate enough to use his abilities to his benefit. But when a pair of mysterious hunters make Jasir their prey, he is forced to come to terms with the frightening reality of his capabilities. The Alchemist - Part One Uatu, do you tire of the council? Orlaxt, this universe is a tireless existence, but we know the dangers of restlessness. And of answering questions plainly. Mmm. I have seen the logs you keep. Even now, you still monitor the events of Earth 616. So often is that particular universe the epicenter of tidal change across the multi-verse. Earth 616 provides compelling evidence to support the Great Framework theories. For this reason, I study the planets' developments. Not due to the nostalgic lure of gazing. Well done. In some time, your rebuttal should even convince your own consciousness of that argument. Thus is the making of a higher being. Your mind is always for the betterment of our people. Still your heart has led you to break our oath more than 400 times! How far did you read into the record of Earth 616? Far enough to suggest that you place great value in the lives of those human beings. Perhaps you prefer living to watching. The value lies in its multidimensional significance, not in any I might place on it. Even now, the destiny of Earth 616 intertwines with another, Earth 494E9C. Is this worth listening to? If not, we'll jump back. Go on. Contrary to what you have stated, my interests peaked when reviewing my replacements recordsnot due to my own observations. Exonerated, yet again. Hurry with this tale before I am bored. A curious manhunt has begun for a being on Earth 616 born with control of the power cosmic. Truly? Yes, but as is often the case of that species, he imposes upon himself the limits of his environment. But now a species from an alternative earth Earth 494E9C? Correct. The dominant species from Earth 494E9C are closing in on their target. These hunters aim to capture the power cosmic in hopes that they can use it to maintain their waning oppression of their worlds' sub-species. The very same species of their target. Fascinating. The earthlings of 494E9C wield cross-dimensional technology. Inadvertently. They intended only to travel along the fourth dimension, in reverse. Amusing. But it seems premature to think there is any significance of these happenings beyond two star-crossed worlds. Even with the power cosmic involved. The power cosmic, dimension entanglement, enlightenment between two latent and competing species, revolt against oppression, a fight for survival. I have seen these ripples of change before. A tidal wave approaches. Now I am bored. With you, not this story. Then let us watch... The Alchemist - Down Boy, Down / Feeling in His Chest Jasir watched from the exit as Calli ran for the barbed fence. When she reached it, he pushed his influence past her. His strength from the void laid the nickel gate flat across dirt like a knife smoothing butter over bread. The fence of 10 feet was pulled into a sharp slope, still leaving ample space for a Mac Truck to pass. A second before the razor barbs ripped flesh but they suddenly wiggled into an upper layer of ground soot. Calli crossed the path laid like a jacket over a puddle tenuously as if it could spring upright at any moment. She stopped at the edge of a barbed loop and turned to face Jasir--too close for his comfort. Once he lifted the fence she could have either got nicked or would certainly have gotten dirt in her eyes. He didn't have time to motion her backward so he envisioned a rope in his clenched fists and pulled. The lowered section of fence slid away from the edges of Calli's feet. Once it was far enough Jasir pulled upward on an invisible tether and the nickel fence followed. A dirt cloud billowed outward toward Calli and Jasir exhaled sharply through his nostrils and the billow of dirt-dust fell to the ground like pebbles. Calli stood stationary on the far side of the tall fence, restored to its original function. She watched Jasir, unblinkingly and he started from a vibration in the center of the void-sphere--his moment at the motel room door with Calli. Even two hundred feet away a look from her eyes made him feel it. Jasir backed into the building, swinging the door inward. His eyes stayed on Calli and it seemed as if he might never need her to leave. When the steel door closed, Jasir was left inside with two violent hunters and the feeling in his chest. Copyright © 2009 Jaebi - All Rights Reserved |
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