Post by thompson on Mar 17, 2011 23:05:07 GMT -5
London (His Reality)
The cell was dark, damp and had a cave like feel to it with stone walls 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.
Cardiff (2010)
The rift had opened and the young male tumbled on to the ground in which there was a light snow on. His curly shaggy hair was dark and much like the rest of him, it was a mess… his Henley was dirty and torn in a few places and his cargo pants were in the same condition. The young man was out cold but would soon wake up in few moments. The cold bringing him back to the world of living and it was the first thing he noticed.
Deep blue eyes looked around slowly, confused, lost and not sure what happened or where he was. A deep breath was slowly taken as he enjoyed the fresh air and the sun that was coming through the clouds on his face. He felt light head and his head was pounding, it was the only thing he noticed that was wrong with him. Slowly he stood up, not really sure what to do or where to go. Everything was different, strange to him. Then again he had not truly seen the outside world in years. Another deep breath was taken as he continued to look around the park he was in… or at least it looked like a park with few trees and opened grassy area.
A hand reached down and picked up a little bit of the snow that was on the ground. It was cold and he was not really sure what the stuff was. His eyes watching as it melted with his hand leaving behind water. It was then he figured out it had to be some form of frozen water. After a couple of moments of standing there, looking around Nathan finally started to walk forward, making his way out of the park and towards the street.
The cell was dark, damp and had a cave like feel to it with stone walls 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.
Cardiff (2010)
The rift had opened and the young male tumbled on to the ground in which there was a light snow on. His curly shaggy hair was dark and much like the rest of him, it was a mess… his Henley was dirty and torn in a few places and his cargo pants were in the same condition. The young man was out cold but would soon wake up in few moments. The cold bringing him back to the world of living and it was the first thing he noticed.
Deep blue eyes looked around slowly, confused, lost and not sure what happened or where he was. A deep breath was slowly taken as he enjoyed the fresh air and the sun that was coming through the clouds on his face. He felt light head and his head was pounding, it was the only thing he noticed that was wrong with him. Slowly he stood up, not really sure what to do or where to go. Everything was different, strange to him. Then again he had not truly seen the outside world in years. Another deep breath was taken as he continued to look around the park he was in… or at least it looked like a park with few trees and opened grassy area.
A hand reached down and picked up a little bit of the snow that was on the ground. It was cold and he was not really sure what the stuff was. His eyes watching as it melted with his hand leaving behind water. It was then he figured out it had to be some form of frozen water. After a couple of moments of standing there, looking around Nathan finally started to walk forward, making his way out of the park and towards the street.
