The Alien Agenda (#Wattys2018)

[Chapter 43: Progress]

3 months 15 days 8 hours 54 minutes 12 seconds

I wiped the sweat off my forehead, and grabbed a flask of water. My watch indicated that simulator training was over for today. Dr V-Ron stepped out of the control room.

I made my way out of the room,"Okay, see you tomorrow," I said as I walked out.

"Your simulator training ends today by the way," Dr. V-Ron said, before I could step into the cylinder.

"Oh really? Does that mean I'm up to mark now?" I asked, stepping into the cylinder.

Knowing Dr. V-Ron, I simply pushed my luck, by asking him if I was good enough. It was, I think, in his nature to degrade me.

The doctor was silent for a moment, but then gave me a brief nod, right before the cylinder slid close.

I leaned back on the curved wall of the tube. That was the most praise I received from that sadist. It was a good start.

I have been training for almost a month now. Time passed rather quickly. I knew Atlantis quite well, and started to get used to my role here.

I missed my parents, and Lin, but the longer I was here, the larger I realized my responsibility truly was. I had to throw my selfish thoughts away, and focus on what was important.

Saving the world.

Uncle Elias had been contributing his input about the state of the world beyond the the island, and the various governmental involvements in the conspiracy itself. I did not even know Uncle Elias had all that input. But I do know, he has experienced enough government cover ups, to get the picture.

My abilities have progressed tremendously, till my actions felt almost natural. I had tons of physical training at the simulator, and for the mental part of it, the activities I do change every single day.

The cylinder slid open at the thirteenth floor. General A-Roz was there, waiting for me.

"So, what are we doing today?" I asked.

"I am going to place another obstacle in your subconscious mind, and you have to get past it," General A-Roz said as if he were talking about the weather.

Which was rather normal.

I stood on a platform in a room filled with wires and devices. A helmet connected to the thousands of wires was placed on my head. A few patches that were attached to tubes to who knows what, were stuck on the my head, neck, torso and hands.

The general flicked a switch, and gave me the signal. I knew it as the signal to delve into the Akashic records. I closed my eyes and did just that.

This time, I was stuck in muck. Not literally, but it sure felt like it. The realm of strings, which was now-after plenty of training- no longer a realm, instead, it was all around me. My movements were usually as fluid as it were in air. But this time, I felt as if I was pushing through mud to move my hands.

I have been trained with various obstacles for the past month, with intentions to make me invulnerable, against any attacks the enemy might throw at me.

I concentrated on my movements, but to no avail. They were too slow, and stiff, it was impossible. I tried to find a solution. An idea popped into my head.

I remembered the time I was trying to get my memories. Due to my strong will, the strings bent towards me. The same way it did when I wanted to attain specific information. If I could just will the strings towards me, I did not even need to move.

With a new goal, I stood in place, my mind focused. I imagined myself as a magnet, attracting the information I needed. A few minutes later, the strings were bending towards me, only inches away from my skin. I willed it even closer.

Suddenly, they snapped from their anchor on the ground, and coiled around my arms, legs and waist.

A huge wave of information slammed into me. I gasped at the flashes of images that engulfed my vision.

A huge underground facility came into view. There were Greys running around the place. The next thing I saw was an explosion. The facility began collapsing. I felt myself backing away from the explosion. I looked down at my hands, and it was that of a Grey's.

A familiar Grey with a lab coat, dragged me, or whoever's eyes I was looking through, to a passageway that had yet to collapse in the underground facility. We ran till we reached a large cylindrical object.

"We have to go, General!" Dr. V-Ron said in trepidation.

I realised he was talking to me, which meant I was looking through the eyes of General A-Roz.

"Not yet, we still have to secure the-" the general was cut off.

"We don't have time. In exactly 16 minutes 32 seconds this tunnel will collapse, along with the activator," Dr. V-Ron said in an urgent tone.

I could feel the conflicted emotions that were running through General A-Roz. But after another explosion, he reluctantly nodded in the end.

The cylinder slid open, and they both stepped inside. The doors closed, and Dr.V-Ron began pressing various buttons on a control panel. Loud rumbling sounds could be heard from outside. I felt the pressure drop rapidly in the cylinder. The general and doctor both strapped themselves onto the two seats in the cylinder.

Another loud explosion, resounded outside.

"Will we make it?" The general said.

I felt his heart sinking, after every explosion. Strange thoughts were passing through my head.

We are going to lose everything.

The cylinder rumbled. Dr. V-Ron nodded, they would make it.

"But we'll be the last, won't we?" General A-Roz said with in a hoarse tone.

The doctor did not say anything, but his finger clenched the armrests tightly, his expression grim. A deep vibration filled the cylinders and seeped through my-his-bones.

"This is our last gamble. If we fail..." Dr. V-Ron trailed off, giving the general a hard look.

They did not need words to say the rest. The cylinder rattled even more, and the sound of an engine starting up filled it.

"We will succeed, Xen. I have hope," General A-Roz said, before the sounds disappeared altogether.

The last I saw was doctor V-Ron's expression falter, into one I never thought I would see on his face. One of hopelessness, and utter sadness. The air soon left my lungs, and my vision blinked out.

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I was gasping on the floor, out of the Akashic.

"Are you okay?" General A-Roz said, entering the room, helping me up.

I got back into a standing position and removed the helmet from my head along with all the patches on my body.

"You successfully overcame that obstacle. Though I would like to know what kind of information you attained. It seemed to have put a lot of strain on you," the general said, leading me out of the room.

I sat on one of the seats, outside the room, and caught my breath.

I knew for sure, that I saw a memory of the general. What did it mean? Whatever the case, it meant that I could not only access my memories, but others as well.

"It's...nothing," I said, afraid to tell him.

"I'm sure it's not, nothing. But if you find it uncomfortable to tell me, I understand. As long as it is nothing that will affect our plan," he said, then stated that training for today was over.

I got out of the building and a got on a HV-which was the vehicle we used to move around. My mind was swimming from the vision I saw.

What did the general mean when he said, they will be the last? What do they mean by last gamble? What was happening back there? Were they getting attacked?

I figured I might as well ask one of them soon.