Waste
Our Guardian
We all followed the instructions my father had written and 5 hours later we had enough of the cure to make sure all the dead that still walk amongst us wil be turned back into their once living forms. I gently placed 7 viles into each box we needed and put the smallest amount of C4 on there as we could and to make sure the viles got completely blown up, I put some C4 on the outside of the glass boxes. I carefully put the detenation chips into the mold of C4 but I wouldn't set the large detenator until we have the boxes set in the required places. Everyone lined the boxes on the table so we could leave in the morning to get this shit done. I sat down on a couch in a small lounge area with Felicity furiously cooking at the small stove. The formula needs a name but what should we call it? I mean my father would have wanted it named for saving the world and giving back life.
"You got something on your mind Serenity?"
"I was wondering what we should all it. This cure I mean." I said rubbing my hands over my tired face.
"Hmm...Maybe we should run it by the others but after dinner." She looked at me and I knew that look. I got up from my seat and went over to the next room where they were looking at all the lab equipment.
"Dinner time you guys." I said and I quickly stepped away from the doorway as they stampeded across the room and straight out the door following the aroma the food was giving off. I shook my head and followed behind them and back into the small lounge. We all filled our plates with the food Felicity cooked and I began thinking about the supplies that we would need. I know we need food and water but we'll also need something to be able to cook the food on. I mean like a hot plate or something. I would confiscate the stove in this room but where in the hell would we put it? I think I'll go exploring the place after I approach everyone with the subject of naming this cure.
We all finished eating and I gathered up the plates and gave them to Felicity so she could wash them. I stood in the middle of everyone as they were relaxing from gorging themselves on my sister's fantastic cooking.
"I've got question for everyone." I said looking around the room.
"What's up Serenity?"
"I was wondering what we should name the cure. I know my father would have wanted his work to be known in the history books later on." I said shrugging my shoulders.
"That's a great idea! Let's see how about...The Cure?"
"Oh come on Short Shit! Be creative. How about something like, The cure that saved all the great fighting ninjas and stallion ducks?" Jimmy said trying to keep in his laughter. I just shook my head at the silly man. We all through ideas out but nothing seemed to hit the right note in our minds. Nothing I said was any good.
"Why is it so complicated in giving a cure for these damn dead mother fuckers?"
"I have no idea." I said sitting down beside my sister.
"Our Guardian." We all looked over at Jackson Jr.
"What did you say?" I asked confused.
"I think the cure thing should be named Our Guardian."
"How did you come up with that honey?" Dakota asked the small boy.
"You explained it to me mommy."
"I don't think I follow. How did your mommy explain it to you?" I asked getting up from my seat and going over to Jackson Jr. and kneeling down in front of him.
"Mom told me that you all saved her from being harmed by these dead people and how your name is The Guardians. So since it was your father's formula...I just thought Our Guardian would be good." I smiled at the little boy and grabbed him up into my arms.
"I think that's the best name ever and we're going to use it." I said smiling before setting him back down on his feet.
"So what do you all think?" I asked as I looked around. Each and every person in the room looked right into my eyes and shook their heads yes before busting into huge smiles. Who would of thought a small boy of 9 years of age could be so matured. I think he's going to the youngest 9 year old ever to be as mature as an adult should be and I think Dakota could tell too. She held the 9 year old boy into her side and ruffled his hair. Tomorrow the Our Guardian Cure will be distributed to every dead person that walks amongst the living.
"You got something on your mind Serenity?"
"I was wondering what we should all it. This cure I mean." I said rubbing my hands over my tired face.
"Hmm...Maybe we should run it by the others but after dinner." She looked at me and I knew that look. I got up from my seat and went over to the next room where they were looking at all the lab equipment.
"Dinner time you guys." I said and I quickly stepped away from the doorway as they stampeded across the room and straight out the door following the aroma the food was giving off. I shook my head and followed behind them and back into the small lounge. We all filled our plates with the food Felicity cooked and I began thinking about the supplies that we would need. I know we need food and water but we'll also need something to be able to cook the food on. I mean like a hot plate or something. I would confiscate the stove in this room but where in the hell would we put it? I think I'll go exploring the place after I approach everyone with the subject of naming this cure.
We all finished eating and I gathered up the plates and gave them to Felicity so she could wash them. I stood in the middle of everyone as they were relaxing from gorging themselves on my sister's fantastic cooking.
"I've got question for everyone." I said looking around the room.
"What's up Serenity?"
"I was wondering what we should name the cure. I know my father would have wanted his work to be known in the history books later on." I said shrugging my shoulders.
"That's a great idea! Let's see how about...The Cure?"
"Oh come on Short Shit! Be creative. How about something like, The cure that saved all the great fighting ninjas and stallion ducks?" Jimmy said trying to keep in his laughter. I just shook my head at the silly man. We all through ideas out but nothing seemed to hit the right note in our minds. Nothing I said was any good.
"Why is it so complicated in giving a cure for these damn dead mother fuckers?"
"I have no idea." I said sitting down beside my sister.
"Our Guardian." We all looked over at Jackson Jr.
"What did you say?" I asked confused.
"I think the cure thing should be named Our Guardian."
"How did you come up with that honey?" Dakota asked the small boy.
"You explained it to me mommy."
"I don't think I follow. How did your mommy explain it to you?" I asked getting up from my seat and going over to Jackson Jr. and kneeling down in front of him.
"Mom told me that you all saved her from being harmed by these dead people and how your name is The Guardians. So since it was your father's formula...I just thought Our Guardian would be good." I smiled at the little boy and grabbed him up into my arms.
"I think that's the best name ever and we're going to use it." I said smiling before setting him back down on his feet.
"So what do you all think?" I asked as I looked around. Each and every person in the room looked right into my eyes and shook their heads yes before busting into huge smiles. Who would of thought a small boy of 9 years of age could be so matured. I think he's going to the youngest 9 year old ever to be as mature as an adult should be and I think Dakota could tell too. She held the 9 year old boy into her side and ruffled his hair. Tomorrow the Our Guardian Cure will be distributed to every dead person that walks amongst the living.
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