It was a normal day at Professor Induo's estate. His employees running test, reading over instructions, doing some research, the usual everyday tasks given to them. But in another room the Professor was working on something, a secret, he was keeping from everyone. One of the many reasons why the town's people hated him and his employees for. His imagination, his research on of a way to extend a persons life. The people thought he was a mad man for thinking of such things, called him a demon, a lunatic, crazy, mad, and anything that would fall in line of the of those names. But he ignored there labels, he knew he'll change there minds once he was finished it. All he needed was one last thing, a person, a person willing to let him try his invention.
He puts his tools down on the table, finally finished. He leans back in his chair with a smile on his face, then he gets up and walks over to a coat rack on puts his lab coat on it and puts on his jacket. Then he walks out of the room locking the door behind him and heads to the front desk.
A woman looks up at as he approaches and smiles, "Hello Processor. Checking out?"
"Yes." he replies as he hands her his name tag.
She slides his name tag through a machine then hands it back, "Have a nice day, sir."
He smiles as he puts his name tag in his jacket pocket and walks out.
He walks into a hospital and heads to the desk. A woman with long black hair pulled back in a ponytail looks at him,
"Can I help you, sir?"
"I need to speak with Dr. Raul please."
The woman looks at a schedule of Dr. Raul, "He should be in his office taking his lunch break. I'll page him to tell him he has someone that what's to talk to him. May I have your name?"
"Just tell him 'an old friend is here'."
The woman looks at him for a moment then shrugs her shoulders, "Alright then. Have a seat please."
He nods then walks over to a chair where he could see Dr. Raul's office door. He didn't have to wait long, because after the woman told him, the doctor came out five seconds later and walks over to him as he stood,
"Did any 'certain' people see you?" the Doctor asked quietly.
He shakes his head no, then they head to the Doctor's office shutting the door and locking it once they was in.
"Have a seat. So I take it you have finished 'it'?" the Doctor asked as he sat down in his chair.
"Yes. It's finished. I just need one thing. Is there anyone?" he asked as he sat down leaning forward a bit.
"For matter of fact there is. He's sick I'm pretty sure he'd let you work on him to save his life." Dr. Raul said as he looked through some files in his desk drawer and pulls out one and hands it to him.
He takes it and looks through it, "He has cancer?"
"Yes, but it's not affecting his brain. Is the brain what you need?"
"Yes." he closes the folder and lays it on his leg. "Where is he now?"
"At home. Well it's a bar his friend and the friend's girlfriend owns. They're letting him stay in one of the rooms seeing how he doesn't have enough money to get his own place right now. I can call him in if you want me to."
"That will work."
"Alright. It shouldn't take him long to get here especially when he hears that he can be cured." the Doctor says as he picks up the phone and starts dialing.
He smiles and leans back and puts one leg over the other and reads the paperwork in the file.
Not too long after the phone call a green-blonde headed teen walks into the hospital and meets up with Dr. Raul.
"Glad you was able to come. How have you been since your last visit?"
"The same as usual, Doc." the green-blonde replies.
"Well your going to be doing better after this is over." Dr. Raul replies back with a smile as he opens the door to his office letting the teen walk in then himself and closes the door. Dr. Raul holds his hand towards the Processor, "This is the man that's going to cure your cancer and any other illnesses."
The teen and the Processor shake hands, "It's nice to meet you, Jak."
"Same to you, Processor."
The Processor sits back down in his chair and the teen sits in another chair beside him and Dr. Raul sits in his chair behind his desk.
"So how is this going to work, Processor?" Jak asked as he turns slightly in his chair to face him.
"I will be honest with you. You're going to be first one I'm going to try this on. It won't hurt, but you will be asleep for a while during the process."
"How long is it going to take?"
"About a month."
The teen's heart sinks as he buries his face in his hands.
"Yeah, that's too long. You do know about the war, right?"
The Processor nods his head, "Yes, I'm aware of the war. What about it?"
"I'm part of the Underground that's fighting against the Baron."
"I see. I'm sure they'll be fine without you."
"You don't get it! I have other reasons for being in this war!" the teen leans back in his chair frustrated.
"If you really want to be cured, you'll let them do the fighting for a while. I will work as fast as I can." the Processor tries to convince the teen.
Jak sits there for a moment thinking about it, then let's out a sigh, "Fine. But when I wake up I better not hear that the Underground lost the war." he looks at the Processor.
The Processor nods, "I'll work as fast as I can to get you back in and thank you."
They stand and sat good-bye to the doctor and leave, heading to the Processor's estate.
"Are you ready, Jak?" the Processor asks as he gets his tools ready.
"I guess…" the teen steps out with a blanket around his naked body. He walks over to the Processor.
He looks at the teen and shows the teen over to a surgical bed and helps him on it. "Alright. I'm going to put you to sleep now. And when you wake up, you'll feel better beyond belief."
The teen nods and covers his body with the blanket while the Processor gets his tools.
The Processor rolls his tool table over to the teen and picks up a device that looks like it has an oxygen mask on the one end and the middle looks to have a small glass chamber with a hold that's able to be pulled and lays it next to Jak's side. Then he picks up syringe, "I'm going to inject this poison into your blood stream-"
"Poison? I thought you was going to just put me to sleep!"
"Everything is going to be okay. I have to poison the body to release your soul and storage your soul in this device to keep your soul from leaving this world. That's where you'll be sleeping in the glass container until I finish your body. Do you understand?"
The teen looks at him wondering if he made a bad decision. Then he relaxes a bit, "Fine. Let's get this over with."
"Alright." the Processor gets a blood vane to come up then slides the needle into it and injects the poison.
After a few seconds, Jak's vision starts to get blurry and starts to feel sleepy. As his eyes roll to the back of his head, the Processor grabs the device and places the mask end over the teen's mouth and pulls the hold catching Jak's soul. Jak's body goes limp as the Processor pulls the device away and carefully pops the glass cylinder out of the device and looks at the soul,
"Don't worry you'll be alright. I promise." he says as he gently places the cylinder in his inside coat pocket of his lab coat.