0001 - The Life and Death of Edward Thawn
[A/N: As always in my fics, I keep my Prologues short and simple]
Born in 2113 in the Slums of America, Edward Thawn knew the importance of Will, Determination, and Strength.
Edward rose from the Slums, graduated from college, and started up a company with blood, sweat, and tears.
This company, named Thawn Industries, quickly climbed the rankings and gained a foothold in the big leagues when they created the first Household Android Servant that could virtually do anything from babysitting, cleaning, protecting their owners, and even stopping a fire.
By the time Edward Thawn reached the mid-twenties, he was already a Billionaire a few times over, which only helped fund his projects. But, after finding a warehouse of old 21st-century movies, animations, and cartoons, he was inspired.
So, Edward got to work.
He started by creating Active Camoflouge along with State-of-the-Art Power Armor.
He invented the Electromagnetic Railgun, which was near the peak of firepower and reliability.
Then he dived into the medical industry and started by finding cures for less important diseases, then worked his way up from there until he eventually managed to create a Serum with the help of a whole team of scientists that revitalized a person's body, making the elderly revert back to their prime and live longer, effectively increasing a Human's lifespan.
As the years passed and he delved into many different fields such as Aerospace, Engineering, Construction, Agriculture, and much more, Edward Thawn died at the age of 57 due to an abrupt and sudden 'heart attack.'
No one knew that this was not the end of his story but merely the beginning.
This is the story that led to the rise of the strongest of the Yautja.
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[Year: ????, Location: ???]
'Where am I?' I questioned in my mind finding myself being unable to move, speak, or feel anything with my body besides warmth.
All I have felt is warmth for what feels like weeks now, although, by my count, it's only been several days.
My last memory before suddenly waking up in this dark void of nothingness was walking into my study, then darkness.
Did I die?
How could I even die?
Was I killed?
Did I die of natural causes?
Calming my mind down, I began thinking of every detail I remembered from that day.
And after great thought, I think I found an answer. I must have died of natural causes.
My mansion was fortified enough to survive a direct strike from a Tactical Nuclear missile!
Not to mention all of the defenses and security I had set up...
The question is, what caused my death?
As I wracked my brain on this question for an undeterminable amount of time, I eventually gave up after lacking more information.
...
After losing count a while back, I know that I spent around 13 weeks in this abysmal darkness.
Is this perhaps hell? Or purgatory?
I was an Atheist, and I never expected anything after death besides everything that was once 'me' to be destroyed and fade out from existence.
Perhaps I am being reborn like in one of those old stories?
Or perhaps I am just a soul floating along within the void.
Either way, the warmth is making me lean on the first option.
...
Time continued to pass until a fateful day when I felt movement.
I felt a force grab upon me and begin trying to push me out slowly?
Was I being born?
How long has it been?
From what I can guess, it's been months since I first awoke in the darkness. It could not be said that I was more than happy to leave that ink-black darkness before I went insane.
After an hour of effort, I was reborn.
Unable to see anything due to the overpowering sensation of the lights on my newborn eyes, I focused on the other senses that still felt somewhat foreign to me.
The only thing that I could currently describe was the strange leathery texture of the hands holding me and the sharp claws.
'The hell? Are my parents not human?!'
By the time my eyes adjusted to the light, I couldn't help but be slightly horrified upon seeing the faces of my parents.
Or I should say 'parent' since whatever these creatures are in the room appear to be female.
While they are humanoid and certainly have a humanoid shape, their faces are not even close to being that of a human besides the location of their eyes.
It also doesn't help that they do not seem to speak any language I have ever heard of.
From the brief amount of time I spent with them, I found that they seemed to speak through clicks, roars, snarls, and growls, which was a type of language that I had never heard back on earth.
Soon after, I was once again reborn one of the female creatures cradled me in her arms and brought me out of the room where a rather large male version of their species was waiting.
He seemed to be someone important because all the creatures looked at it with respect, not to mention the badass cape it wore on its back.
The caped creature examined me and nodded to the female holding me.
From there, I was brought to a nursery of some kind, where I found a total of 30 more babies being taken care of by more females.
I was fed by yet another female and forced to 'sleep,' although I only acted like it upon laying me down in a weirdly technologically advanced cradle.
I mainly focused on handling my emotions and overwhelmed senses which were to be expected since I was a newborn.
[A/N: Also note that when this chapter comes out, my Pa@reon: Unholy_Student has four advanced chapters, soon to be five]
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