star screamer
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Chapter 1: Nothing like the old days.
The year was 1941, I was 38 years old, and got a job as a doctor in Super city Asylum.
There was a knock at my office door. A strange man emerged from the door, he had a
pistol in his pocket and five stars on his helmet. He had a big booming voice that echoed through
room.
"You have been picked to serve your country as a soldier in the world war, we will be fighting alongside the British
against the German troops in Holland."
"I am honored good sir, but these patients, they need me! If I live now and another takes my place, all of
my progress with them will be ruined!"
"I am sorry to say, but perhaps I am unclear, you do not have a choice."
The man had eyes like a hawk, as I was grabbing for the door, he grabbed my hand and smashed the
lock. I was planning on buying time by locking the door then jumping out the window, if I was correct, the fall
wouldn't had killed me and none of my bones would be fractured.
I was sent to some sort of training grounds, I quickly became friends with a man named Gregory Krone, he
moved from Australia years ago and now serves under the Canadian forces.
"So, I'm going to guess you're a gambler..." I said trying to start a conversation.
"How can you tell?" he asked sarcastically.
"I know you were being sarcastic, but to answer you question, you have an ace of spades in your sleeve and
a picture of a dice on the back of that wallet you are holding."
"How did you know there is a card on the inside of my sleeve?"
"There is a bulge shaped like a flat rectangle stacking out, and why did you bring cards, hope to earn some money
from those who play fair?"
"You know what, when I actually play I don't even need to use it, I guess it's luck that I almost always win."
"There is no such thing as luck, well unless your saying: Oh your so lucky, I have been asking my mom for that
for months!"
"Your funny, kid. What's your name?"
"Stephen Fear, formally doctor Fear."
"You know what, I heard you attempted to escape being drafted."
"Yup, ever since my mom died I haven't been obeying the law or the right to serve my country,
yet I still get a job as a mental doctor!"
The bell rang telling us to go back to the simulator, which really is us shooting pictures of
Germans.
"Target spotted." said a robotic voice.
"You sure," asked a raspy man.
"Yes, you have programmed me to find him, and that's him!"
"Perfect."
The robot scanned the area.
"Just a bunch of humans and their guns, should I take him out?"
"No, it is too early in his time stream. Just make sure he makes it after Hitler "kills himself" got it?"
"Affirmative. How much longer is that?"
"In time, you will hear on the radio, now he is just mortal, he needs to see what we give him before he dies."
One year later....
"Can't believe it, Greg, we are finally going out to war..."
"You sound sad, yet happy, how?"
"It's something my patients rubbed on me."
"But why are you sad?"
"Well before I left, I was on my latest patient, he had no name, no identification, all he said was
that I would amount to great things."
"What did you call him if he had no name?"
"We called him Clown, Clown the jester...."
"THE CLOWN THE JESTER!" said a different voice, "But he shouldn't be in this timeline!"
"Huh? What are you talking about?" I asked him.
"Hi, my name is Randrie and we are all in terrible danger!"
"From who?"
"I can not tell you that!"
"And what the 'ell kind of name is Randrie anyway?" Greg asked.
"What kind of name is Gregen?"
"Excuse me?" he asked.
"Anyways, have you heard of the legend of the Star Screamer?"
"Yes of course, he was origianally a powerful watcher, then he died, getting replaced by the one who actually gave them the name the Star
Screamer."
"Yes, but the legend continues, and I am the new Star Screamer!"
"HAHAHA! Right!" Greg laughed.
"You may not believe me now but, later you will see!"
"But wait!" I stopped him, "Wasn't the last Star Screamer a murderer?"
"Yes and he is being held for his crimes on my planet!"
"But I must warn you, CERBERUS and Clown both want you!"
"What?"
"Watch for CERBERUS, learn to hate 'em, and stay away from 1fire!"
He said as he faded, we were left so confused and astonished.
"Who was that?" Greg asked.
"Apparently Star Screamer!" I replied.
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