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« on: December 07, 2009, 09:38:01 AM »

Just the start of a story based in SO WARS C&c welcome.

It was like a silent thunderclap, two waves of immeasurable indescribable power blossoming with fury untold. With the power of as thousand, thousand suns. For a moment the flower erupted into his unprotected vision. A silent hiss corrupted this pure moment and night black screens filtered out the blinding fury. For a brief moment he had gazed into time immemorial. Seen the glittering faces of billions of people crying out in a furious cocktail of despair, hope and the startling light of belief. He had glimpsed the combined consciousness of the galaxy. Witnessed the death of millions of stars. And that flower of electrical energy and radiation was blossoming towards him. In the distance it could be seen as a flower of destiny. Red light began to blink and the carrion call of a siren began to wail. He felt mechanical arms grab him and yank him into an uncomfortable position. He was lying on his back. Listening to the breathing of hundreds of people, he heard their collective gasp as the galaxy began too tear itself apart. He heard the faint cries of annoyance as needles buried themselves in their skin. Then the silence came as one by one the lights winked out and the cryogenic systems began to hum. He blinked, eyelids impossibly heavy and was overwhelmed by the darkness.   

He woke up and blinked, still surrounded by utter darkness. The faint hum he'd expected to hear was quiet and muffled.  The cyro-pod was cold, his joints ached. It was small, crowded, small metallic objects that should have been linked  to various uncomfortable areas of his anatomy dangled useless at his side. He shivered. The door wouldn't open, he shoved, lightly at first against the slippery surface.
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