 |
|
|
|
My Funny Little Life: In the Beginning... In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. - Day One of "The Creation Account" Life is strange some times. We think we know it all, and in a single instant, our entire world is turned upside-down. That has happened to me more than once. When I was a child, I thought that a stork delivered me as a baby to my parents. One day, I believe I was seven or eight, I first heard about sex. I didn't know what it was, and I didn't care. But when I did understand it, I had to take on a whole new point of view when looking back on my child-hood. My entire life, I thought that God was the creator of the universe, and that if some one didn't believe in him, they would go to Hell. Now, I am twenty-six years old, and I am really starting to question that. Maybe it is because he has never really 'talked' to me. Maybe it is because I haven't gone to church in five years. Or maybe, it is because God is the greatest lie ever told. I just don't know. My name is Brian Statton, and this is my story. It began as a normal day. I woke up, got out of bed and took a shower. I put my yellow and gray jump-suit on, and walked down the halls of my home. My home was one of the grandest starships Earth had to offer, the Vipersword. It was a wonderful piece of human ingenuity. She had the best of everything: food, living quarters, people. Her captain was a son-of-a-bitch named Jonathan Marien. Since coming on-board the Vipersword, I've tried to model my life after his. It was my last day of duty as a bridge-crew member, and the day I would become a marine. I was originally supposed to be trained in the Vipersword's excellent marine-training facilities, but since the Vipersword was making an unscheduled stop al Earth, I was to be transferred to the George S. Patton Center for Marine Training in Sacramento, California. The last time I was on Earth was for my father's funeral. I was only twelve years old. I never liked my father. I walked onto the Bridge, and took my post at Tactical. Captain Marien walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder. "Mr. Statton, today is the day, isn't it?" he asked. "Yes sir," I replied. "Statton, there is a man in the cafeteria down the hall who wants to talk to you." I turned my chair to look at the Captain. He was a tall man, with a well build body, jet black hair and dark, brown eyes that could pierce into any Elite's soul. I stood up and side-stepped to the left a little. "What about, sir?" I asked. "He never said. He came on-board this morning, and no one knows who he is or what he does. Hell, the only thing he ever said since coming on is 'I want to talk to Brian Statton,' and that was it." "I'll go see him now, sir," I said as I walked away. I motioned towards another crew member to take my post just as I left the Bridge. The cafeteria closest to the Bridge was only a short walk away, and within two minutes I was sitting in front of the man the Captain was talking about. He was a short, fat little man who wore clothes that looked like they were from the twenty-first century. He was working on a computer-pad in front of him that was old and dented. "Mr. Statton," he began, "how do you feel about the Marine Corps?" "I have a great deal on respect for it, and I have wanted to be a marine my entire life. I also..." the man cut me off in mid-sentence. "Mr. Statton, I have very little time. By order of the International Archeological Studies Agency, you are to be transferred to Archeological Survey 083 immediately." After hearing his words, I was in disbelief. "Excuse me," I said, "but I am to be transferred to the George S. Patton Center for Marine Training today. I don't know what you heard but..." the man cut me off yet again. "Sorry, but your not becoming a marine, Mr. Statton. If the survey is successfully, we may not need anymore marines." "I don't understand. How can this 'survey' be more important that a god-damn war?" I asked. "I'm sorry," the man replied, "but I cannot divulge that information." With that, he stood up, took his computer-pad, and left the cafeteria. I sat there until I had to leave for the shuttle to Earth. |
|
 |