Back †o Life

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Kai only~
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In an escavation high in the mountains, a secret escavation was underway. They were digging deep into the ice with a laser drill, and so far they've gone through five hundred years worth of ice. The large tent swayed back and forth against the harsh artic winds that had been assaulting the area for several hundred relentless years.

A few of the works down in the hole yell, and they stop the laser. "I think I see a hand in the ice!" The worker calls up to the others. "A human hand!" The scientists begin to whisper and start up the robot cameras, their little propellers flying them down into the dimly lit hole. They shine lights on the ices surface, and there was indeed the shape of a small child's hand.

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One of them, a scientist with long hair pinned back in a messy bun, slid to a single knee and gazed upon the finding with a different perspective, instincts that he had never experienced flooding through his system like a strong emotion of dominant lust or anger. However, all he consciously felt was a warmth. A fuzziness that couldn't be described by solid adjectives. His heart gave a painful lurch. Who's child was this? And from what time?

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"Remove the ice from the other side 10 feet away from the estimated center of the being," One of the scientists tell the man operating the machine. The red light beams a good distance away from the scientist kneeled near where the small hand was, the red beam lighting up the solid figure in the ice. She had a small little bracelet around her wrist with child-like charms of what was to be considered 'ancient' cartoon characters. She was dressed appropriately for the alps, but somehow she had been left down there--frozen and all alone.

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He frowned, the lurch in his heart growing until he had to stand and turn away so as to not allow emotion to convey on his face. Sometimes work like these was a dirty job, but... This wasn't just work any more. Something like this was... personal. He didn't know how. He didn't know why. And he didn't know when it crossed the line. But he knew that if anyone got a hold of this little girl, whoever she was, whether she was officially dead or not, she would become a new experiment - a dissection project.

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They send small robots down into the cuts they had made into the ice and begin cutting out the bottom of the large cube. When they got the machines back, they lowered a claw down and slowly began to lift it out of the ice. Most were already laying imaginary claim to the girl--planning when they would dissect her and how they would test for reaction to see if she was still alive. They set the chunk down on the ground and aim lights at the ice, looking inside. Fascinating they all said--an important discovery in the field of science.

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Nikephoros Alanis had never wanted to commit murder so much as he had at that moment in time. Though he wasn't any sort of special telepathic being, he could see the thoughts played upon his colleagues faces like an automatic movie reel. His fears were correct. His assumptions proven to be accepted. She would be a high school Science project - Dissected, mutilated, stored for evidence and future consideration. Perhaps she would be the cure for diseases of the present that were deadly. Perhaps she would be the source of evolution of their kind and their world.

But he didn't care. After ten years of studying and landing the best job in the scientific realm, he could care less what his colleagues thought, and what kind of popularity he would receive. Sure, he was a tad bit curious what her genes and blood carried, but he wasn't about to hurt such an innocent child to find out. Maternal instincts that he had never undergone for any other small life form burst from his body and caused him to take a step forward, completely unaware of his actions or that he had gained the temporary attention of those surrounding him on either side.

"I believe, to welcome her into the world through electrode, I would like for her to come with me." His voice was confident and stirring, though what he felt within was nothing more than fear for this little girl who was completely unaware of her looming fate.

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The scientists closest to him turn around and frown. "What difference would it make where she awakens--if she even does?"

A scientist pokes at the ice with a scalpel, squinting his eyes to look. "The low temperatures might have affected her in several ways. She's too deep inside to start doing a facial composite. We would need to be take her to a lab and test her before we could even make sure she could survive in the outside world of today. Are you saying you can do all of this, on your own?" The old man turns around, and the first scientist quiets down. There was a food chain among them--and this man was near the top.

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He watched him with steely eyes, aggravation evident in the way he held himself.

"I wouldn't offer myself if I didn't believe I could complete the job."

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The old man looks back at the ice before crossing his arms. "Alright then. She will be your responsibility."

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He bowed his head slightly. "Thank you."

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"Don't," he stresses as he walks away, "Make me regret giving you this opportunity."

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He lifted his chin. "I assure you. I won't."

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He nods his head before walking into another tent to examine the ice he had scraped off of the chunk. The large claw retracted from the cube and it teetered a bit before falling still again. The outside of the ice had begun to perspire from the lamps beaming down on it, but otherwise remained a hardy-solid shape.

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The male turned toward the shape with a frown, nibbling on his lower lip in thought. This was going to be an interesting next few months.

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T.I.M.E S.K.I.P

Under his care, the ice had slowly melted and the little girl was recovered in one piece from the ice. She was pale as the snow that had piled up on her for decades, and her hair was an odd green from the lack of sunlight and toxins that had seeped into the mountain. The radiation hadn't harmed her, or made any other changes to her--hopefully.

Today though was the day she might wake up--the day they tried to get her heart to jump start.

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He was as nervous as a mother taking their child to Kindergarten for the first time, pacing back and forth in his office while nibbling on his lip until it bled - and even more after that - and wringing his hands together. What if it didn't work? What if she was injured? What if she was nothing but a cavity?

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The machine hands lower down towards her when the clock strikes the time for the operation to start. They send 1000 bolts into her to start off, and wait. After that they kept adding another thousand onto the total. Only when it reached five thousand did the heart monitor sporadically beep with life, the line jumping up and down like a crashing plane fighting to keep in the sky.

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By then he had sat with his head in his hands, until the monitor registered her current presence in the world. He lifted his head, feeling all stress and worry evaporate into thin air. He felt like he had been waiting outside a delivery room for the news of whether or not his 'wife' (as if he would have one) to give a healthy labor or die along with the child.

Standing, he walked to the glass window and looked in at the operation. He had been requested to stay out, but that didn't mean he couldn't observe what was going on.

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They stop sending shocks into her, and she laid on the table convulsing with the rapid shocks. It took awhile for them too all leave her body, and when they did her heartbeat calmed down. The mechanical arms then slid a needle into her arms and a few in her legs, putting the vitamins and water that she was direly needing. She wouldn't last long without a few of those injections a day until she could consume them herself.

She remained laid out on the table, her eyes closed and her stomach slowly rising and falling. Most of the times there was delirium after a being was revived, but other times to patient just slipped back into sleep--which she had done.

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He crossed his arms over his chest and hummed, eyes narrowed in thought.