Inside the Gun
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Keats allowed himself a slight smile. As they leaned in to kiss each
other, the light on the security camera flashed briefly, neither of
them noticed.
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Lt. John Keats, aged 21, was walking down the corridor with a slight
skip and a large smile across his face. Things had been going well
for him and Amber recently and he was feeling great. His nanos
sparked up and the inside of his ear picked up the tightbeamed
message.
'Keats, need you down here matey'
'Hey man, havent seen you around for a while, whatcha doing?'
'Getcher arse down here and il show you, Jacks waiting'
John doubled round and headed to the lift, and set a course for
hanger 23. He sat down, put his hands behind his head and sighed.
Jack was fidgety, hed not unsheathed his sword in a while and was
feeling a tad tense.
'Where is he... i wanna go on this.... hey, Severn, what we doing
again?'
John stepped into the room, Severn laughed to himself for a moment
and quickly stopped himself.
'Okay, whats so important you had to cut into my drinking time, Joe?'
'Keats, its 9am!'
'I know, parrots just opened!'
Severn rolled his eyes, and dramatically threw off a sheet on a
table, revealing a barely recognisable hunk of metal.
Keats cringed. It was The Gun.
'Ahhhhh! its back for blood!'
Keats started to back away.
Severn shook his head.
'Some beast' he glared at Keats 'Left it practically destroyed in a
lift. Thing is, if the main constriction tanks were breached, the
whole ship... to about 100km spherical, would of been consumed in
a 'Sea of dirac' '
'Dirac... that scientist... the 'father of modern physics', same
thing that powers the Gun, yeah?'
'Kinda. Anyway. The Guns been damaged inside. It need repairing.
Thats your job.'
Keats and Jack looked at each other.
'Us?'
Severn nodded.
'Right, sit down in these chairs and il explain everything to you..'
The chairs had handles with straps on. Keats and Jack looked at each
other again, worriedly.
'Dont worry, its perfectly safe'
As they sat down, keats glanced behind him.
'HEY!! WADDYA DO THAT FOR!'
He was looking at something thaat was a tad similar to the engine
of 'The Endymion'.
'Relax, i needed the temproal displacement drive, nothing more. It
slots right in. Anyway, when you get there, youl have to find a way
to reactivate the input-output systems. Il monitor from here, okay.
Communication will be impossible to the outside, not even by
tightbeam. And one more thing...'
Severn pressed a button. A shimmering field appeared around The
chairs and they were suddenly stretched into an infinite length
before popping out of existance.
'Have a nice trip'
******* Into the gun ********
They were dropped suddenly. The two chairs had dissapeared and they
were lying on a stretch of grass facing a large building. A sign was
infront of him.
'Rutherford ISIS department, Oxford'
'ISIS?'
'Ohhh boy....' Keats rubbed his hand.
'What?'
'Remember back in about 2099, when we were wee lads?'
Jack shuffled, it was in this year he started wrk on The Project.
'Yeah....'
'Well, they said Rutherford had been destroyed. All that was left was
a patch of soil, no sign of ISIS, no sign of any of the research
department'
Jack felt hot.
'Okay... wadyya mean, its not anything to do with me..'
'Chill man. At Rutherford they had ISIS, the worlds first practicle
Pulsed Neutron Accelertor, like a particle accelerator, but better. I
think i know how the Gun transfers alcohol into Energy now... We have
to head there..'
Jack peered towards the large building. His improved eyesight allowed
him to see several figures lurching towards him.
'Umm, this research laboratory, what did they do?'
'The usual, breaking down atoms into quarks and so forth'
'Anything to do with robots?'
'No, they didnt do that kinda stuff, didnt have the right equiptment
there'
'Well, someone has, cause, well, several are headed this way...'
Keats looked and swore.
<tag andy, lets go, many oppertunties for high tech bad guys, btw,
rutherford exists, and it has a P.N.A. went there the other day. Its
soooo cool!>