A Brief Future Of Time

Audio Log 6: The Possession Postulate

"Audio Log 4207"

"April 26, 2150"

"This is Michael Connor.The following is a continuation from the events of the previous audio log.

Sebastian was getting geared up to test this warmonger strategy of his. In front of him lay shackled the falconoid Transmute he had captured during the attack. I called the him many things in the past. Diabolical wasn't one of it. Now, it was the only thing that described him.

"What are you trying to prove here, Doc? We all have acknowledged your usefulness in the battlefield, why do you want to take it to so-called next level by trying to possess that falconoid? If you want to fly, why don't you make yourself a jet-pack or something?

"I don't need acknowledgements. I need tried and tested results. But why are you even so worked up about this? Take a load off, Mike! I am sure I can control it! I am fit as a fiddle, while the bird there is shackled, chained, crippled, we've done everything to contain the experiment. Why in the world are you still skeptical?! The worst case scenario is I won't be able to synchronise with the physical and mental faculties of the falconoid, and if that happens, which is less than likely, I'll just get out of there! And think about it, just like Tony Stark made a plethora of armors, maybe I could have so many hosts! Think about it! I go out there, possess a juggernaut, get it in here, chain and shackle him, then I um..get out of his body. Then I possess him into war at anytime! We could use that to get   them for interrogation or chain up a range of Transmute or Mech-men for a wider variety!"

"What happened to the rules of war? The Geneva convention?! They're still humans, they are different, but they are human!" I debated

"Let's just try it out, and if it bothers you that much, I'll just use this in dire situations, and you can release the falconoid after I finish testing."

"We all know that's not gonna happen. And seriously, you take me to be a lab rat? Sure, there are million more where I cam from!" said the falconoid.

"Yeah, how come you don't talk when we ask you to during the interrogation?" Seb asked.

"There wasn't much encouragement, you guys follow the Geneva convention! Even though Geneva is nothing but a barren wasteland now. PATHETIC!" said the avian voice.

"Yeah,then get ready to be encouraged to the core, bird-brain! If there's anything that gets on my nerves, it's that obnoxious attitude of a prisoner! Why are you so 'brave'?" 

Sebastian didn't say that. I did. It was due to the heat of the moment, I just snapped at the prisoner.

"You don't know yet do you? The scientist is has more intentions than you know of.

"Yeah, we ain't gonna fall for that trick!!Go on with it, Doc, he wants 'encouragement, he gets encouragement."

"Uh huh, Phil, are all the EEG chords set up? 

"That's a positive." said Seb's 'apprentice'.

"OK, I'm going in. That sounds...I don't know, here goes." He said, approaching the falconoid. And like ghosts do, he just...it's hard to describe, but yeah, he passed through into the falconoid."

"KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!" the prisoner let out a blood-curdling scream. And then another, and then, it looked Seb was assuming control, he flapped it's wings, and stood up and did something that surprised us all."

"He can fly?! I thought Sir had crippled it's wing!!" Phil blurted out, visibly disturbed.

I instinctively reached for my gun, finger on trigger, ready to draw and fire, as the ghost showed us his true intentions. "It was a flesh wound, wasn't it? That's what it was talking about earlier. You are planning to betray us?" 

"What the heck are you talking about, if it was crippled, how would I test limb synchronisation? Besides, building a jet-pack is too much work, who says scientists can't have fun?! Let me fly around a bit and then you can have your way with the falconoid!" he said, and an apparent 'wink'." Unchain me, Phil!" 

"I don't believe this! You were nervous about this?! That you wanted to 'fly'? You act like a kid sometimes, Doc, and for a second I thought you had given in to evil." I said, as Phil unlocked the shackles. "But don't go overboard and attract attention, and don't breach the sector perimeter, alright?" 

And then he flapped the transmute wings and took off, just like an adolescent bird leaving it's nest. 

"This is Connor. Do you read me, Sniper 10?" I talked into the radio transmitter.

"Copy" said the voice from the other side.

"Are the snipers ready? Keep in mind, the subject is now no longer intangible. Your bullets will take effect."

"Roger that."

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Ok, that's three consecutive cliffhangers in a row!! so should I start writing Sebastian's Obituary? Is the ghost gonna die twice?! Let the speculations roll in the comments, and while your at it, could you hit that vote button up top?! Thanks for reading :P