NOTICE,
IT'S THE PART WHERE I CAN'T THINK OF A
TITLE
This is The Collected, a place so frustrating in its nature that the great
philosopher from the planet Alpha Demo, Delphaconnick, called it- “A symbol of
truly how Godless and random creation is in its cruelty to fucking with all
life.”
It’s basically pluckings from creation.
Pluckings is like cracklings.
Oh, go look up BBQ and cracklings, I need to get on with this…
There have been times in his long life when he thought he was going to
die, a feeling of death coming upon him at random moments, but after a man has
travelled to Hell a few times and knocked rather rudely on Heaven’s Gates Death
would rather not even wish to be associated with you by name; so changes are in
order.
Death has plans for this sort of person though, let’s be clear about that.
Maybe this was one of the reasons why a long time ago he made the choice
to abandon his true name in favor of a title…?
No title is not the right word? It’s more of a handle or more so I guess a
nickname would the better word to use?
I guess?
A nickname given by a mistake of misunderstanding.
Notice is what he is called.
That’s just how things are.
Like getting nicknamed Patience by assholes on the baseball team.
Not that, that was my nickname in high school.
Get the look of surprise off your face that I might have been on the
baseball team.
It’s true.
Notice in time became contentedly familiar with it as what people called
him and liked that it also always raised questions when new encounters
occurred.
Everyone loves some mystery in other people’s views of them.
Notice is not human, an alien if you will, though he does look human in
outwardly appearance.
Funny how that seems to happen a lot in the random chaos of the universe?
Maybe a lot of writers also have a bit of Xenophobia in their
imaginations?
Wait, is Xenophobia the right word for illirational views of peoples from
other planets?
Speciesism might be a better fit?
Ok, now I’m told illirational isn’t a word, let’s move on, I think that’s
needed, I’m running down a tangent lost highway.
Notice’s people have many talents but one of the most useful of them is
they can travel the energy waves of creation: Time, dimensions, realities, and
space, all roads at the feet of his people.
Once when he really concentrated he travelled along a length of phone
lines on Earth old school superhero style to track down an intergalactic bounty
hunter.
In this section of this story were I introduce you to him he has travelled
to 2008 Earth, the North American Continent, the country of the United States
Of America, the state of Florida, in the county of Brevard, and while I was
rambling randomly about him he died.
Face down in the swimming pool of an apartment complex, body mostly burned
away to be unrecognizable to anyone who knew him.
Though his story, our story is just beginning and we have plenty of time
before we need to get to this point; so I would disregard this entire first
bit.
But you really should Google crackling.
The Sarah Jane was rocked by multiple impacts, but one really big one,
from force beam fire… by you know… space police?
Not their official title but it’s good enough for this installment.
Being pushed from one point of space to another by beams of artificial
gravitational energy damaged the ship and tossed its crew around like coins in
a can.
Captain Deodato still kept his weapon pointed at Notice when the impact
impacted his ship, after the force of said impact sent him flying across the
airlock area, and as his back slammed into the wall on the other side of the
airlock area.
Notice on the other hand went down with no style whatsoever when the
impact impacted The Sarah Jane. The force of doubly said impact sent him on a
trip of a completely face forward flying flip to unharmoniously land onto his
back on the floor of the airlock area.
His newly purchased bloodstones flew out of his pocket and he will notice
days into the future that he had lost them.
His Yankees cap flew across the room and landed at Captain Deodato’s feet.
The Captain stood with his gun still pointed. As he stood he picked up
Notice’s cap with his free hand, ‘Is this the symbol of some Cena 3 military
force you’re part of?’
Notice still on his back, looking upside down at The Captain, ‘No but some
people do consider the Yankees an evil empire.’
Captain Deodato motioned with his gun for Notice to stand up but before he
could a strange noise filled the airlock area.
Notice gained a look on his face that said he thought he recognized the
sound and his facial expression changed quickly from curiosity to a fear
surprise mix.
‘Wait, why would they be here?’ Notice
Notice suddenly went to reach out for Captain Deodato, the Captain tried
to push the trigger of his weapon, but within these seconds Captain Deodato was
attacked.
Notice knew actually what caused the Captain to drop his weapon, and
Notice’s cap, and fell to his knees in extreme pain.
At that moment within the Captain’s body each of his organs were being
teleported away. This in face was the space opera epic... maybe, sort of, kind
of same of waking up in a tub of ice and finding your kidneys had been removed.
But the Captain fell down not passed out to have a urban myth making story
to tell, he went dead, and this is no myth because The Yinfinity are all too
real and feared by every other civilization in the known universe.
And they aren’t what’s worrying Notice at the moment.
Neither are his worrying thoughts on the police forces trying to destroy
the ship he has found himself on.
His thoughts of worry are focused on the three
men drawing their guns to shot him after walking in as their Captain screamed
out his last breath with Notice knelt down beside him.
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brian c.williams
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