→Prologue: Added the day of the week to each sub-section's space-time stamp, made Jennifer 'Jenna' Corrales into Cameron Featherspry's sister, and started fleshing out Cameron's stay at the hospital.
Prior to the removal of [http://shifti.org/index.php?title=User:RandomDSdevel/Uprooted&oldid=18203#Prologue this story's prologue] to [[User:RandomDSdevel/Sandbox/Works in Progress/Stories/All's Quiet on the Midwestern Front|''All Quiet on the Midwestern Front'']], it was stored in [http://shifti.org/index.php?title=User:RandomDSdevel/Uprooted&oldid=18203 an older revision] of ''this'' story.
''Wednesday, October 14<sup>th</sup>, 2037''<br />
{{dropcap|"W}}ell, I think it might as well be time to call it a night," yawned Cameron as he clocked out. "Sorry I've kept you here so late, Jenna." <br />
== Story ==
"Oh, it's all right," said Cameron's sister and the company secretary. "I had some reading to catch up on, anyway. What ''do'' you do up in the lab all day, anyway, though? I mean…," fussed Jenna, "…you've barely even started working here, but Dad's already bossing you around and working you to the bone." <br />
=== Part One: Discovery ===
"Yeah, Dad's got me busy, all right," complained the young intern. "With the big reveal coming up on Monday, he needs all hands on deck." <br />
"Well," his sibling confided, "I hope he cuts you some slack soon. If he keeps this up, he'll have worked you to the bone!"
"Ha, ha; very funny, Jen," Cameron chuckled. "Well, I guess it's time to go home, then." <br />
"Yeah;" she counseled, "let's go home and get some sleep." <br />
"And, ''man'', do I ''need'' sleep!" he complained, making Jennifer chuckle, as they walked out the door together.
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''Outside…''
:'''Author's Note'''
Cameron and Jennifer had been walking home from their jobs at Thunderblaze Innovations for some time when the latter finally spoke up and asked the former what he had meant when he had let slip that there was a purpose to all of the work that he'd been subjected to lately.
:''I have a few different reasons for why I want [[User:RandomDSdevel/Carter Hawkinson|Carter]] to have been reawakened by the time mentioned in the main text. First of all, I want him to have been awake for long enough to have already gotten used to living on the Earth of the future before he leaves for Zharus. Second, I intend for [[User:RandomDSdevel/Carter Hawkinson|young Mr. Hawkinson]] to be at the 'furry' convention that [[User:Robotech Master|Robotech Master]]'s story [[User:Robotech Master/Final Countdown|'The Final Countdown']] mentions as an event that will have been held on November 12<sup>th</sup>, 2506, in Springfield, Missouri, so that he can bear witness to the flight taken from there by Lubyanka the Sturmhaven she-wolf RIDE and her companions. Third, I was thinking of having Carter established as an employee of the Springfield—Greene County Library by the time that Lubyanka goes there to get the specifications for IPv8 from one of his co-workers. ''
"So, what's all this about some big mystery project that happens to be the grindstone against which our dad's pushing your nose?" she inquired. <br />
"It's nothing important; just some big order that we're trying to fill," responded Cameron.
"Nothing important, eh?" she contested, "You're trying to hide something from me! Didn't you say something about some kind of presentation that we're going to hold next week?" <br />
"If I ''told'' you, it wouldn't be such a ''mystery'', now, would it?" he reasoned with her. <br />
"Oh, come ''on!''" she pleaded, "You can tell me! Please?"
"Nope! My lips are sealed," quipped Cameron. "You'll have to wait to find out, just like everybody else." <br />
"Aw!" Jenna whined. "I was looking forward to getting you to spill the beans…" <br />
The look on her face made Cameron yield ''just'' a little. Considering his words carefully, he gave in. "Fine, then; I guess I can tell you ''one'' thing." <br />
"And what would ''that'' be?" she asked, expecting something big, as they stopped at a crosswalk opposite St. Joseph Hospital. <br />
"I think you might really like how surprising it'll be," he grinned. <br />
"''Hey!''" she protested, "That was ''mean!''" <br />
"Sorry," he shrugged "I can't help it that I signed a non-disclosure agreement. Besides, Dad made me promise him that I wouldn't tell ''anyone'', not even ''you'', about this before the big debut." <br />
"I have ways of making you talk!" Jenna growled in a slightly amusing attempt at an ominous German accent. <br />
"I'm sure you do…," muttered Cameron as they began to cross the street. <br />
Raising an eyebrow, the young secretary asked, "Pardon me?" <br />
"Nothing of consequence," he dismissed. "What was that?" he asked.
"What was ''what?''" Jenna shot back.
"I thought I heard something…," he informed her. "It sounded like…" <br />
"Like what?" wondered his sister. <br />
An unfamiliar voice answered her question for her: "Like a gun being cocked, miss. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some business to take care of." At this, he fired the gun in question right at Cameron's heart. <br />
At such a close range, the assassin didn't fail to miss. ''Pain'' erupted in Cameron's chest as the bullet made contact with his internal organs. The boy's eyes grew wide, then rolled back into his head as he fainted at the sight of blood welling up underneath his shirt. <br />
"What have you ''done?''" Jennifer screamed, furious that an attempt would be made on her brother at a time like this. <br />
The murderer smiled and took her aback with the cold, calm, and collected answer of someone who is clearly mad. "What needed to be done to get my revenge. Be glad I didn't shoot ''you''." Then the shadow-cloaked figure retreated to the darkness from whence he had come, leaving Cameron's would-be protector in a slight state of shock. A few moments passed before it finally occurred to Jennifer that she should ''probably'' take her wounded brother into the nearby hospital.
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''9:20 PM Eastern Daylight Time''<br />
''Wednesday, October 14<sup>th</sup>, 2037''<br />
''The Featherspry Residence''<br />
''Kokomo, Indiana, USA, Earth''
Dr. Gordon Featherspry, president and CEO of Thunderblaze Innovations, LLC, was in his study preparing for next week's event when the phone rang. Sighing, he wondered why he couldn't get even a moment's peace before answering. <br />
"Yes? Hello, you've reached the Featherspry Residence. With whom would you like to speak?" <br />
A panicked, female voice sounded clearly on the other end of the line: "It's a good thing you're home, Dad. Something terrible's happened!" <br />
"''What?'' Tell me what's happened, Jenna!" <br />
Taking a deep breath to hold back her tears, his traumatized daughter told him what she had just witnessed. "It's Cameronn, Dad! We were walking home together when a crazed redneck in stealth armor popped out of nowhere and shot him!" <br />
"Oh, no… — he must have been hired by Quithersveldt; that son of a heathen is probably still after me over losing that fraud lawsuit he lost to me last summer. Where are you, Jennifer? Did you make it to the hospital?" he pressed. <br />
"Yeah, Dad." she replied. "They rolled him away on a gurney almost as soon as I dragged him through the door." <br />
"I'll be right over," he vowed. "Meet me out front, and tell me if anything else happens." <br />
"OK, Dad." <br />
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''9:25 PM Eastern Daylight Time''<br />
''Wednesday, October 14<sup>th</sup>, 2037''<br />
''St. Joseph Hospital''<br />
''Kokomo, Indiana, USA, Earth''
Cameron's worried father only stopped pacing back and forth across the floor of the intensive care unit's waiting room when the nurse called his name. <br />
"Dr. Featherspry? The doctor will see you about your son now." <br />
"Finally!" he exclaimed. "Is Cameron all right?"
"He's doing fine, sir, but we've had to hook him up to an artificial heart system," she explained. "The doctor wanted to discuss some options for further treatment with Cameron, but he insisted that you be there for the conversation."
"But he'll be all right, won't he?" Jenna inquired.
The nurse smiled, reassuring her, "I'm sure he'll be up and about in no time once we're through with him."
Jennifer sighed. "I just wish I could have done more to protect him in the first place. I didn't even ''register'' what was going on until it was almost too late…" she mourned.
"It's all right, sweetheart," Gordon soothed his ruffled progeny, "You said he popped up out of nowhere, so there probably wasn't anything you could have done better for him."
"If you'll just follow me, then?" the nurse prompted.
"Ah!" remarked the elder Featherspry, "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to hold us up." At that, he and his daughter fell into step behind her,
"Right this way, then, please," indicated their mutual guide.
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…An account of the unexpected rediscovery of Carter Hawkinson's medical records during the summer or fall of 2506.
Author's Note
I have a few different reasons for why I want Carter to have been reawakened by the time mentioned in the main text. First of all, I want him to have been awake for long enough to have already gotten used to living on the Earth of the future before he leaves for Zharus. Second, I intend for young Mr. Hawkinson to be at the 'furry' convention that Robotech Master's story 'The Final Countdown' mentions as an event that will have been held on November 12th, 2506, in Springfield, Missouri, so that he can bear witness to the flight taken from there by Lubyanka the Sturmhaven she-wolf RIDE and her companions. Third, I was thinking of having Carter established as an employee of the Springfield—Greene County Library by the time that Lubyanka goes there to get the specifications for IPv8 from one of his co-workers.
