MOONWEAVERS
by J.T. Savage
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Lunar 5 is a fallout shelter from the moon in a different plain of existence. These people that live on the moon were not organic like us, but more like air or space. They move through light. They are the light. They are the air. The moon, in their existence, is more like an organism and they are the air that it breathes. But with the technologies of their civilization using up all their resources, the moon fought back and now the only ones that ever existed and that will exist were the ones that were lucky enough to get into the fallout shelters, by just maintaining it or whatever knew the time was coming and the fallout shelter doors are now shut forever and they can't breathe in the atmosphere. But the scientists that maintained the moon bases were the wisest ones in the world at the time, because they were the ones that created all their technologies and kept them stored in the fallout shelters for later use because they had a feeling that the planet was going to regurgitate them completely off the map. Them and their technical overgrowths of light that they could use at the time created the moon bases, fallout shelters and they run off the moonlight. The moon is basically a giant battery that gets charged by the light. They can withstand the light. They feed off the light. They have been monitoring earth for as long as they have been there. They weren't a dumb race, they just annihilated themselves with greed and not using the proper procedures in plant life or technology at the time that they now felt threatening from the planets wrath of their choices which were very bad. It was a struggle every day. Every time that they would react there was a bigger reaction from the moon. There were volcanic explosions and whatnot. The planet resembled earth in many ways, but they are air. They're not organic. All that is long long gone. The light that they thrive to have, happens to be moonlight and happens to be absorbed every night on our planet absorbing the sun into the moon to charge a giant organic battery basically which charges them and therefore is their substance or food.
On Fallout 5, they've been watching us. They want our planet. They're sick of their shelter. They are cramped, under spaced. Their life spans are 300 years better than ours, but they would gladly give it up for a planet again. Every thing has been self contained in these pods for twelve generations. The technology is completely foreign to them. They don't know how it works or why. They know its organic. They see the veins. They know the pod is their life force and they are its air. Therefore, you can't have one without the other. So, they want to come and live on a planet. They're tired of being enslaved in a pod just for the self contained planet that they are enslaved in. They have the moonlight. At least 12 times a year they can use their technology from their forefathers to beam to earth and experience the wonders of it all that they have seen numerous times through satellite stations and any technology that their ancestors have created to moderate earths activity. They are so fascinated with earth. They love it. It's their dream. It's all they ever wanted. But unfortunately, their great great and so on grandfathers have died who took with them how to create this wonderful technology that they have and always have and let me explain about this technology. It's not like a computer on earth. It's organic in matter. It's a thought. They think they want energy they get energy. It's a brain in a way and it's there for as long as they have been alive. But they can escape through these ports of moonlight to earth through light. They look like you or me and they live there on the moon in the pod and 12 times a year, in full moonlight, they can shoot down as a hologram and inspect us. We don't know their there. We can't see them. It's a filtered light of spirit.
So Moon Unit 5 is alive. Frank is the smartest one in Unit 5 who can work some of the technologies there and modify to his best extent. He basically moves around certain cells and bonds them together. Manipulate the moons DNA to his bidding. Frank has been trying and trying to manipulate the light to create a new species to be on earth and finally stay and he has to do it soon. 300 years is maximum for these generations of people almost to the second and its spreading like a plague. The numbers grow and then they fall and he knows that his cycle is up. Tomorrow he will check to see if his manipulations to the DNA will finally spark that final journey for good.
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Frank and Jack do last minute adjustments to the departure mission. Good boots help.
"Ok Frank, but you gotta be careful this time because we only have these two transport tags left", said Jack.
"Yea I know", Frank replies. "I know, Jack. Hopefully, this works and at least we can get our asses off this damn thing. If so, we can modify some more. Somehow. We can figure that out when the time comes. I'm sick of going to this damn planet and not getting any results. All we do is just fadeout. Such wasted technology. I hate it. Damn mission, I hate it. I do."
" I know, I know. Just hang in there Franky. This could be it.", Jack said while making adjustments. "There ya go, all done.
"Cool it's nice." said Frank.
"Don't lose it. Keep it safe and if you don't come back then we'll know it worked and then I'll use mine and we'll get off this damn thing. Frank, Jen just died too . Maybe 12 left in C Section 9, I'm not sure. We gotta go man, we gotta get outta here. They're practically dead you know why. It seems year after year they just get more stupid. They just sit there and look at the monitors. Earth monitors, oh my God. I can't believe half the shit that they watch on that damn thing. Such a wasted race. Just to be a part of that would help so much to stay for one day and watch the sunlight or the trees growing not like humanity killing one another all the damn time. Anyway, it's about time,we outta get going".
"Alright."
"Now remember, keep that chip safe. If anything I can find you and get it and we will just reuse them since we only have two, which we are pretty limited on ways to get it going."
"I know, I know."
"Well, have a good run."
"Thanks. Transferring in 3 seconds. 3..2..1"
As Frank is flying through the air, it's like a bolt of electricity. One beam, straight down. Hopefully the coordinates are precise on this because we don’t want too much activity, Frank thinks. It's a lot like a crap shoot. Franks falling down. Coming towards the earths atmosphere at the speed of light. Its a very dangerous slide. Not only do you hit hard when you hit bottom, sometimes you just fall from the sky from the cloud fall and the weakness in the light, therefore creating hard impact. Stuff basically you are taught way back. Way back when the first moonslides were ever created. Alot of deaths from impact. But with modifications of speed from the chip you can slow yourself down to a certain extent. But if you hit a cloud that blocks out total moonlight whatsoever, you hit and you hit hard. As of Franks usual luck, he hit hard too. Slowing down almost to a stop at the cloud, but not quiet and he falls and he falls.
"Arghhhhhhhh, myyyyyy," Thump. "Well, " Frank laughs. "That wasn't so bad. Nothing like a good solid slide to invigorate your mind a little bit." Frank stands to brush himself off. "Oh that hurt more than I thought. My arms...oh my gosh..my arms. So heavy. This is gonna take a little getting used to. I'm organic. . Oh my God, Jack! It worked! I'm organic! Huh. Sweeeet! Alright now where the hell am I at."
As Frank goes walking into the woods under the pale moonlight, he touches the briar patches, looking at the trees, the leaves, touching everything that he can get his hands on. It's a whole new feeling to be human. It's heavy. Everything is so heavy. "My hands and arms are like 50 lbs. “
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On L6:
Scott walks into the lab. “What the HELL is that Rob?!”
Rob laughs. “ You like that? Those are my wolf men.” he states.
“ Why on earth would you create such a thing?”
“ Well, I figure, ya know, humans have been coming to the moon so we can use this to guard my lab.”<
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“That’s insane”, Scott said.
“Insane or not, you gotta think of all your defenses. And besides that I keep them cryogenically frozen in there in the freezer. Oh and uh get this nifty trick. I got it down to 5.3 seconds to unthaw one of them at a time. I got the idea from NASCAR. You know how they roll into the pits and they switch out their tires and check the engines and change all the parts that need to be put on or taken off and they do that all in a small amount of time? I figured I could do it with this just in case of an emergency. Its just how quick I can pull the gun. So I got it to 5.3 seconds. I’m pretty impressed myself.”
“Yea well you keep them damn things away from me. I don’t want nothing to do with it. You keep fucking with DNA like that, this moon here just might swallow you up.”
“Well I got all the defense features down. I mean, I’m the only one that can unfreeze them. It’s in my chip. You never know what’s gonna come outta L.-5 or L- 7. It’s just here for emergencies only.”
“Yea well just the same, you keep them damn things away from me.”
“You worry too much Scott. You worry too much.”
What Rob didn’t tell Scott was that he plans on coming to earth in the wolf men if he can manipulate the DNA just right along with his chip, then maybe there’s a chance he won’t die in 5 days. But he doesn’t tell Scott this because it would just stall the whole plans. He doesn’t have much time left.
“If I can keep testing with no interruptions, I think this just might work.
Zoth is the biggest and the leader of the pack of the wolf men. Also, the prime choice for Robs experiment subject. But Zoth don’t let on to all he knows. Hes not just a dumb animal. He is the wolf. Just like here on earth. The pointy ears, the long snout, the hair covering the body from head to toe, sharp fangs, big footed pows and longer arms and huge claws. The wolf man.
Rob secures Zoth onto the table preparing his experiment with the tag making exact duplicates into the wolfs neck as Zoth lies unconscious. “If this works, it will be my ticket out. It’s too bad I couldn’t manipulate an actual human being but its better than nothing. With what I got I’m happy to have what I have,” Rob thinks. “It’s the lunar way. Fend for yourself. I know my tickets punched in 5 days, so what the hell. It’s been a good run though, but it’s silly to stay here if I can change and go some where else. Earth is the perfect place for the wolf man. I could just hide in the hills and die with my pack. At least I won’t be alone. Not like up here where everybody fends for themselves. And why not stay secluded? Our units give us everything we want. We just have to picture it and there it is. It’s not a bad life, but the complex is so boring. There’s just worm holes for hallways. There’s just no atmosphere, I guess. Not after seeing how earth is like. With their houses and cars and oceans mountains and trees. Ah yea.”That’s the life I whant
The problem is that Rob needs Scott to help all the tags go through the light. He can’t light down without help. “Now how do I convince Scott in to helping me”, Rob wonders. “He will think I’m crazy sending all these wolves and me down at the same time. Not to mention the questions he’d ask. What can I do to get Scott to help me? Hmm.
As Rob slowly thinks out loud, Zoth listens. Zoth is thinking to himself two, “If he takes my body, how will I ever exist? We’ll see little man, we’ll see.”
Zoth is very simple. He has the sole instinct to survive and hunt. That’s all Zoth wants. It’s hard to hunt in a pod or cryogenically frozen, which isn’t very comfortable either. Being froze and unfroze for tests just to see how fast it is to be unfroze. It wears a wolf out. “You just try little man. You just try. If you had more substance I’d bite your ass. Maybe this switch will be a good thing. Maybe that tag won’t work. Maybe I can get it out of me. Maybe I could go hunt. I know earth isn’t sounding bad at all. I’ve caught it on their Tvs now and again. Big screen monitors that just float in the air like holograms. Wonderful sights. I feel like I’ve already been there in a past life. The hunting instinct is so engrained in my DNA, it thrives in me. Its my meaning of existence.
Rob returns the wolf to the cryogenic center unit 5. Right before Rob freezes Zoth in the cryogenic freezer, Zoth turns and gives Rob a curious look. Rob usually just shrugs off the wolf when he dares to look him in the eye knowing that it’s a weaker species, unknowing that Zoth is planning his death at this moment. But not this time. This time Zoth looks meaner. More angry. Bloodthirsty almost to Rob. Even though he obviously knows he cant touch me. He can try all he wants, he would just float through me. Silly creature. Have a nice freeze bitch.
“Now back to my manipulations.” Rob says to himself. One wolf man left. A Devils dozen of dogs. As Rob goes to the energy pod to get him a snack, it dawns on him he can get Scott to help if he tells him the whole plan and Scott can become a wolf too. Brilliant. “Now, if I can just get him to buy it, its all set. I gotta go talk to him.” As his hand lets go of the wall he goes towards the door. Rob goes to Scott’s unit. “Scott Scott” Let go of the wall !! He just happened to be getting him a snack too of energy. As the background noise of American Rivils plays on the screen of his TV, Steven Fire is fighting with Randy about how you are not supposed to be that fat and wear a cut off shrt. Rob quickly ignores it. “Scott, what if I told you that you wouldn’t have to die. “
“What are you talking about, Rob? Our numbers up and we even know it to the second.”
“The wolves. I’m thinking about transforming my light unit tag into their DNA. If I splice it just right, our light tags can manipulate it just enough to take over their bodies and we can live on earth next time we light down. What ya think? Wanna help me?”
“Are you fuckin’ mad? And become one of them stinky, hairy beasts? You wouldn’t even know what to do with a body like that. I mean, oh my god, you’d be a dog. A dog man! Nothing like that really exists. You’d be shot dead in a matter of minutes.”
“Well, not if we hide in the mountains. There’s still plenty of places to hide on earth. I’m sure we could find somewhere.”
“I don’t know, . That’s pretty damn nuts, Rob. You’re supposed to be enjoying your last days. Not trying to turn into a dog to live longer. It’s unheard of. Look. We are here for a limited time. Face it. It’s just the way it is.”
“Yea, but we can already hologram to earth. Don’t you want more than that? I mean, its more than a way of entertainment and education of another planet. It’s ANOTHER PLANET.
“Yea the moon might be dormant and getting its energy when the sun hits it and we can manipulate ourselves there, but we can’t stay. Its never been done.”
“But we’ve never tried it with a species before. Not with actual flesh.”
“ Look, if I had time to try a trial run with just the wolves, I would, but this is it, bud. This is all I got. I’m counting down the seconds as we speak and so are you. You’re close to. You know you are. You gotta good point. Oh what the hell. I’ll help ya. But I’ll tell you one thing. If I turn in to one of them and I’m completely miserable, you are gonna know it until my last dying breath, buddy. And don’t think I can’t kick your ass. I’ve done it before, fucker.”
“Look, I’m not tryin to trick you or nothing . If we can get there and it works, we can live the rest of our days outside L-6 and on an actual planet with animals and species and everything else that goes with it. The good, the bad and the ugly. Come on, bro. Trust me. Besides what you wanna do ? You really wanna sit your last days sittin here in this little unit watching reruns of American whatever? What is that shit anyway?”
“It’s a TV show that shows talented people doing talented things and there are all ranges of different categories with interesting prologues and singing units. It’s the most wonderful thing I ever saw.”
Rob says “Loser.”
“Well I’ll be in the lab and meet me before the first cycle begins and I’ll get ya all set up.”
Rob turns for the door, mumbling be on time Scott I need to do plenty alrea
dy .
4
As Frank drags his heavy ass on down the road, that he finally finds after coming out of the woods three miles later, he starts to walk down the path to see what this planet has to offer. Its an old gravel road. Couple fishing holes on each side, as the locals like to call them. Frank could never imagine how rocky and slopey the terrain would feel on his feet, not having a physical body before, as he stumbles down the gravel road tripping on the big white gravel rocks on the road mumbling to himself, cussing, while he trips from left to right on the big clods of rock that he’s not walked on before just happy as shit to get out of them there woods. But it don’t sink like the woods did, with its mossy grass and its murky soft substances. Dirt yea dirt. That’s what humans call it. “Yep, I’m on earth getting dirty.” Frank laughs . Moving his mouth around, looking and tasting it’s a whole new feeling for Frank. Sinking it all in is overwhelming. But he keeps walking. Pretty soon an old chevy truck comes plowing down the gravel road with the license plates “Old Blue” on it and suddenly slams on the brake right as it gets in front of Frank. Dust gets all over him as Frank spit’s out rock dust and coughs. Frank shakes it off him. As the dust slowly evaporates into the sky, the door to the truck creeks open and a girl driver with cut off shorts, a flannel shirt with cutout sleeves the bottum of it tied above her belly button and on her head a cowboy hat,She smiles at Frank and says, “Howdy. You look like you need a ride. I’m Patty. What’s your name?”
This catches Frank totally off guard because this is the first time any one has ever actual saw him. Frank just stares with his mouth wide open and speechless now.
“Look honey, do ya need a ride or not?”
“Oh. Yea, yea.”
Frank jumps in to the truck.
“Honey, you might wanna put on your seatbelt . My brakes don’t work that great and I like to drive fast.”
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