Is this the end of Jack, HAH, not likely.... bastard still owes me

OOC-Right guys, i went to town here, ive been doing exams for ages,
and i just wanna flex my creativity....
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"NOOOO, Jack, are you ok?" shouted keats as he dived to pull the
beast from on top of Jack (and no, not in that way) The beast was
removed, revealing a crumpled Jack, a rather nasty looking
um... 'hole' in his side, John checked for a pulse...
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Jack spat out a mouthful of blood.. his pulse was dropping.. Keats
started panicking 'Umm, i... uhh, i know CPR!' he tryed to remember
that bit from the orientation video when he first borded the dwarf,
all he could remember tho was the JMC reps low cut top....
John pulled out his comms unit 'GUYS, anyone, Dean, alota, Niples,
ANYONE! Jacks been WIA'ed.. hes pretty bad, oh god, SOMEONE RESPOND'
JAcks eyes started dilating, he was going into arrest.
A little light flashed on Jacks gun... Keats didnt notice....
'Oh god, hang in there Jack, your gonna make it... fuck..' Blood had
coverd Keats clothes it would take a miracle to pull this off....
Jack splutterd out a few words.. 'Lab...' *bloody cough* '3224'.
Jacks pulse stopped. Keats hung hs head over his dead bunk mate, and
close friend. 'Goodnight... old friend'
The Gun (TM) flashed a few words
/////File search complete, uploading command database....
uploaded....
beginning far/low-cast frequencies....
searching...
Project Phoenix Fire found...
Judging eighth dimension jump coordinates...
LOWcast distance, begin procedure..
Lowcasting....
A small box in Jacks pocket began to move.. Keats stepped back and
pulled out his pistol. The box dissintergrated a small portion of
Jacks shirt and jumped onto his chest, several arms sprouted and
wrapped themselves around Jacks cadavre. 'What the fuck....' Keats'
Com unit was still active. A yellow light appeared fom the box, that
now coverd the entirety of Jacks body with wirey arms, it egulfed his
friends body before collapsing inwards on itself
LOWcasting....
complete!
begnning automated command program file 'Phoenix Fire'
Morphing....
Keats turned rond and looked at the gun. He rememberd Jacks wordsm,
picked up the gun, and ran....
The Jungle was thick, Keats had been running for nealy and hour on
adrenaline alone before he found a wall. He kicked through it, into
the corridor he ran, 'Damn' He thought 'Someones gonna cut my pay
REAL good for these doors and walls i keep going through...' He ran
on. The lifts would be out of order, luckily, the science labs were
quite close to where he was, or so he hoped...
Jacks body emerged into a vat of liquid in the middle of a Stasis
bubble, that is, the vat is in a bubble of normal space surrounded by
non-space (quantum probability of '0') so time itself didnt effect
it, but it travelled THROUGH time still (Basically a nice nitch where
Jack Power Naps some times when working on a project).
Several Lights flashed on the console outside of the bubble, the
machine sparked worryingly...
Keats ran round the corner, so far nothing had gotten in his way, but
god bless ANYTHING that tried to stop him, like this, he could stand
anything... almost anything, he decided after imagining alotas face
when she saw the mount of walls, flors, ceilings and doors hed broken
through to get to where he was, which was now, the scince labs....
Servos Whirled inside the vat. It was roughly 2 meters square and was
hidden from quizzitve eyes in the middle of where everyone assumed
the fresh water and air-con unitry was... the fools... Small arms
weaved bits of fibre-ti-alloy into the larg hole in his side.
John searched frantically in Jacks room. '3224' he thought to
himself, 'Where the fuck is the console tho?' He looked around. Jack
liked playing games. Never trust anything you see, its bound to be
something else. Keats eyes tavelled towards the vending machine
outside...
Jacks eyes waverd open.
Keats looked at the snacks... '3224' he said over to
himself. 'Reduced Fat marmite-and-peanut-butter biscuit bites' No
wonder he kept the place a secret. Keats orderd some, A hinge clicked
in Jacks office.
Jack had his eyes fully open now. He attempted to smile, "Phoenix
Fire' really works, he though to himself...' he saw some sparks...
Keats opened the hatch below Jacks onsuit lavvy-john. he peered down
into a subtably eerie greenish darkness. A vat of Green liquid like
fire was heavily... burning(?), and in its epicentre was a red
glow... Jack felt himself look at The Gun (TM). 'Phoenix...
Fire...?!? he mutterd. He thought back to ancient myhtology, The
phoenix, a bird that could ressurect itself in a glorious blaze of
fire.. Had Jack REALLY unlocked the secrets of life and death?! That
would make him... well... a God.... A large panel exploded next to
Keats. A warning light flicked on The Gun, KEats looked at the
display...
....
Stage fourteen commencing...
Resussitating....
.... Complete!
Stage Fifteen comencing...
Muscle Decompesistion Retardants...
50%...
60%...
***WARNING
POWER FLUX...
SAFETY UNITS OFFLINE...
Retardents optimising...
100%...
150%...
172%......
POWER OVERLOAD, ABORTING PHOENIX FIRE!!!
AUTOMATIC OVERRIDE DISABLED!!!
MANUAL OVERRIDE REQUIRED!!!
'GOD!! whattheheckandfuckingspit!!' Keats screamed at The Gun (TM),
he took it and batterd it at the glass of the 'Phoenix Fire'.. The
gun, sensing its new occupants presence morphed a long sword from its
barrel, Keats swung it at The container, it shatterd, Liquid poured
out, He could feel the Stasis effects ebb out ass it shatterd, he
faught onwards to his friend and pulled him free of the machine,
Keats dragged him down, noticed he was awake, had a metal side where
the hole was, and fell down. Phoenix Fire was no more, all data and
machinery had een blown to pieces, it had done its job tho.. Jack was
alive, and slightly stronger than before.. He spoke, the voic of the
professor came out, albiat with slightly less intelligencer than
before.. 'Umm, Hi John...' Keats laughed, and then cried in agony,
the 'Phoenix Fire' Had soaked him, its DNA altering enzymes inside it
started to eat away at its new target.. 'Oh' Said Jack' as he stood
up, picke up Keats, and jumped the two meters out of the room.
The Gun, that KEast still ahd grasped flickerd
Total Muscle growth at 172% of normal...
Phoenix Fire cycle complete...
...
...
awaiting input Master Keats...
END PROGRAM/////////
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OOC-WOW, sorry, i kinda got carried away then! YAY!!