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Amnesia and Star Child	By : coldblood Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Linkin Park Views: 1642 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rosie woke with a start - for a moment she couldn’t work out where she was.
She felt far away, and her heart light was glowing strongly.
Great ship, traveller of the stars - are you coming back?
Rosie cast her vision to the only window in the den and out, up towards the blue heavens.
Are you coming back to save us?
There was no reply, but her heart light glowed even brighter than before.
The dream was still vivid. It was of the ship, gliding through the far reaches of the universe, calling, calling, with telepathic beams probing the stars ahead and then to this small, long distant planet, this insignificant planet, prophesizing it’s arrival. The ship was calling to Rosie, embracing her thought patterns and telepathic connections and caressing them, strengthening those links that had been weakening over the long, long years that the earth held her captive through no fault of its own.
The ship, and all her crew, were coming back.
At least Rosie felt it - for the first time in nearly fifty seven years, she had renewed hope.
The Experiment, the ship felt, was complete.
Rosie smiled and paced around the room, too excited and hopeful to lie back down and rest.

~*~*~

It was two months on when it first kicked.
Curled in a dark ball, it grew, surrounded by water, suspended in inky blackness. Sometimes there would be a reddish glow, but not very often.
Time meant nothing to it.
Frequently it would hear sounds from The Otherside. Voices mostly, and often another sound, drumming. It could picture the thing that made the sound. Drums, cylindrical objects wrought from metal and plastic, hit with wooden sticks to make the deep sound.
It soon understood the difference between each drum sound, one was deep, that was called a bass or kick drum. The sharp sounding one was the snare drum, and the crashing, reverberating sounds came from the strange circular objects suspended by poles, known as cymbals. There were many other varieties in between - it soon learnt this.
It learned to recognise voices, human from beast, man from woman, female from male, and then, eventually, human from human, and beast from beast.
Protected by the cushion of fluid, it listened, understood, and learned.
There was more to learn every day, and the things The Otherside didn’t bear fruitful to, The Otherworld did.
The Otherworld taught about the stars, the Jii’kujiiuu mothership, of distant worlds and the worlds not so distant, it taught of universal law, of Star Children, of The Experiment, it spoke of other languages, tongues native to The Otherside that it hadn’t yet heard, and tongues, native to places long distant from here.
Wherever ‘here’ was.
It didn’t move much. Sometimes it reached out and caressed the padding of the warm walls enclosing it when it felt another body near, sometimes it tried to speak, but it was unable. The world it lived in didn’t grant the means for it.
Sometimes it felt sad, though it knew the emotion wasn’t its own. Some times it felt happy and sometimes it felt scared.
The emotions weren’t its own, that it knew.
Sometimes, it would feel - a loud unexpected sound or movement would make it jump and do something it still didn’t know how to control.
Sending messages through The Otherworld to The Otherside.
It didn’t know what effect those moments had on The Othersiders, but it didn’t worry about it.
When it had got over its fright, it settled back to its listening and learning.
Then, when it was hungry, it would ask for food by rubbing its back against the cushioned wall behind it, caressing tubes wired into the wall, the tubes it knew, led to a place where food would be given.
Not long after, it would feel the satisfying warmth inside its tummy, and it would settle back in the centre of the lightless void, to listen and learn once more.
A long, spidery digit would sometimes touch the sensitive split it knew was its mouth, it touched the strange entity to its mouth again, liking the feel, and gradually it learned to bring the thing it found out to be it’s hand to it’s mouth whenever it felt like it.
It was surprised when it found there was more than one.
Information from The Otherside and The Otherworld crossed and crisscrossed again until it could understand what this development meant.
One... Two... Three... Four.
Four fingers.
It caressed its mouth with the strange thing and things attached to that, then balled its hand into a fist and started sucking.
At first sucking brought in liquid - and it didn’t like it.
It made its body spasm and bounce - yet another thing it couldn’t control.
The Otherworld and The Otherside intersected links, pieces of data cross referenced back and forth, then melded, whizzing around and then forming back together in its mind.
Ah yes, it had the hiccups.
Over time it learned to not suck too hard, and the spasms known as ‘hiccups’ didn’t reappear.
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