Post by Nathaniel Thompson on Feb 23, 2011 0:21:39 GMT -5
London (His Reality)
The cell was dark, damp and had a cave like feel to it with stonewalls and the metal door. It had been almost three years since Torchwood had come across the project the Babylon Group had been up to. Three years since the test ended and he found himself locked up like some criminal. Since he felt and smelled the world beyond these walls. The only difference was the testing was done and the cell here was wet and cold. The man wearing an old Henley and cargo pants was not sure which was worse… being locked up here or some lab rat. The leader of this Torchwood group, Anna Taylor was not sure what to do with him but knew he was too much of a risk to let roam around on the streets so they locked him up in a cell down by their storage unit.
He wasn’t sure of the amount of time that passed by because there was no telling when the sun came up or when it went down. All he knew was the dim light around him and when they brought him food that it was mealtime. Though in the last few months, things were different and meals were not coming in like they used to. Which left him wondering if the group had been killed or if there was something else going on. Then a few days ago, the sounds of explosions were going off in the distant like some war had broken out. Which left the man in the cell to wonder what was going on, if he was going to die here.
Then one day, the area he was in was shaking from the explosions being so close to the base…. Then it happened, one moment the room shook and filled with a bright light then things went black…
The man in the cell was known as Nathaniel Thompson aka n-Vitro Batch 2025 Kappa 9757, Gene Pool 13C. The clone of Jack Harkness and two different types of aliens, a project to see if they could make the ultimate solider, one who could not die and had enhanced senses.
Present Time
It felt kind of strange to have this kind of freedom, he wasn't really what to do or where to be. Most of his life had been spent in cells... for the last couple years of his life, he had been locked away in Torchwood London... Now here he was in some strange place. In some room with computers and other high tech devices. In the middle of the room was ring made of who knows what with a couple of symbols on it. Right now the device was off but it was still creepy.. Now sure how it really worked or what was with it.
It seemed like they brought others in along with their most important pieces in their life. In his case, Nathan had nothing just the clothes on his back and those were scrubs. Luckily the doctors brought himself else to wear which was more comfortable. The hoodie, tee shirt and cargo pants felt strange to him at first but now they felt better and comfortable.
A hand came up and ran through his shaggy hair and he let out a breath as he crossed his arms across his chest. There had been so many answerers he wanted that would lead to him finding out why he was created and who he was. Now he would never know those things or who the person was the DNA was taken from. All these other people here might be feeling alone but he was truly alone..
The cell was dark, damp and had a cave like feel to it with stonewalls and the metal door. It had been almost three years since Torchwood had come across the project the Babylon Group had been up to. Three years since the test ended and he found himself locked up like some criminal. Since he felt and smelled the world beyond these walls. The only difference was the testing was done and the cell here was wet and cold. The man wearing an old Henley and cargo pants was not sure which was worse… being locked up here or some lab rat. The leader of this Torchwood group, Anna Taylor was not sure what to do with him but knew he was too much of a risk to let roam around on the streets so they locked him up in a cell down by their storage unit.
He wasn’t sure of the amount of time that passed by because there was no telling when the sun came up or when it went down. All he knew was the dim light around him and when they brought him food that it was mealtime. Though in the last few months, things were different and meals were not coming in like they used to. Which left him wondering if the group had been killed or if there was something else going on. Then a few days ago, the sounds of explosions were going off in the distant like some war had broken out. Which left the man in the cell to wonder what was going on, if he was going to die here.
Then one day, the area he was in was shaking from the explosions being so close to the base…. Then it happened, one moment the room shook and filled with a bright light then things went black…
The man in the cell was known as Nathaniel Thompson aka n-Vitro Batch 2025 Kappa 9757, Gene Pool 13C. The clone of Jack Harkness and two different types of aliens, a project to see if they could make the ultimate solider, one who could not die and had enhanced senses.
Present Time
It felt kind of strange to have this kind of freedom, he wasn't really what to do or where to be. Most of his life had been spent in cells... for the last couple years of his life, he had been locked away in Torchwood London... Now here he was in some strange place. In some room with computers and other high tech devices. In the middle of the room was ring made of who knows what with a couple of symbols on it. Right now the device was off but it was still creepy.. Now sure how it really worked or what was with it.
It seemed like they brought others in along with their most important pieces in their life. In his case, Nathan had nothing just the clothes on his back and those were scrubs. Luckily the doctors brought himself else to wear which was more comfortable. The hoodie, tee shirt and cargo pants felt strange to him at first but now they felt better and comfortable.
A hand came up and ran through his shaggy hair and he let out a breath as he crossed his arms across his chest. There had been so many answerers he wanted that would lead to him finding out why he was created and who he was. Now he would never know those things or who the person was the DNA was taken from. All these other people here might be feeling alone but he was truly alone..
