Tyme: The First but Last

Eion Beam: Prologue

     The lab was white as small breathmints, with little blue speckles across the walls for some added colour, an attempt make the place less hostile feeling. It didnt work, considering they were dragging him down the hall strapped to a rolling bed as he struggled, this place wasn't getting any less hostile for young Eion.
          He was 7 at the time, and his mother had just been killed by one private army going by the name of P.P.C. international, Priority Protection Control. His day wasnt going to get any better. And P.P.C was the one dragging him down the hall.
         When they entered a massive room with a device unknown to most men, Eion shrieked. Not because the device was threatening or frightening to the young boy, but because he had just been jabbed in the arm with a needle. And injected with some strange, Crystal White liquid. He screamed loudly as the liquid started burning through his blood vessels.
        Loosing blood at an alarming rate he was beggining to fade in and out of consciousness, no longer feeling any pain. They easily strapped the dying boy to the machine and turned it on, a whirring noise filled his ears as he finally faded out. Blackness clouding his sight and mind. Then a white room. With a lady sitting in a chair, she was waiting for him. "You know you aren't supposed to be here yet, Eion."