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," yawned Cameron as he finished putting his things away, "I think it might as well be time to call it a night." Heading up the staircase, he spotted his sister Jennifer occupying the front desk as he finished ascending it. <br />
== Story ==
"Hey, Jenna," he hailed her as he walked behind her workstation to clock out. "Sorry I've kept you here so late." <br />
=== Part One: Discovery ===
"Oh, that's OK," Jennifer replied. "I had some reading to catch up on, anyway. By the way," she probed, "What ''do'' you do up in the lab all day? I mean…," she fussed, "…you've barely even started working here, but Dad's already dropped you in the deep end!" <br />
"Yeah, I suppose Dad's got me busy, all right," the young intern complained. "I really can't blame him for how hard he's been pushing us lately, though. He's been under a lot of stress lately, what with the big reveal coming up on Monday and all." <br />
"I suppose there is ''that''," she conceded. "I hope he cuts you some slack soon, though. 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 />
"Yup," she concurred. "Let's go home and get some rest." <br />
"And, ''boy'', is sleep something I need right now!" he remarked. <br />
"Amen to ''that''," Jennifer giggled as, together, they headed for the door.
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{{replace|…|An account of the unexpected rediscovery of [[User:RandomDSdevel/Carter Hawkinson|Carter Hawkinson]]'s medical records during the summer or fall of 2506. }}
''9:20 PM Eastern Daylight Time''<br />
:'''Author's Note'''
''Wednesday, October 14<sup>th</sup>, 2037''<br />
''The Seiberling Mansion''<br />
''Kokomo, Indiana, United States, Earth''
Cameron and Jennifer were walking past the old Seiberling mansion when something occurred to the former of the two siblings. <br />
:''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. ''
"You know, Jen," Cameron remarked, "Kokomo seems to have retained a lot of its history, don't you think? I mean, Dad told me the other day that the place hasn't really changed that much aboveground since he was a kid. Did you know that he told me that Venture Campus used to be a Walgreens the other day?" <br />
"Really? Well," she continued, "I guess that just goes to show you what can happen when you start building down into the ground instead of up into the sky, doesn't it?" <br />
"I guess you're right," her brother mused. <br />
"Anyway," Jennifer commented, "sorry to interrupt your reverie, but what's all this about some big mystery project that happens to be the grindstone to which our dad's been pushing your nose lately?" <br />
"It's nothing important; just some big order that we're trying to fill," responded Cameron. <br />
"Nothing important, eh?" she contested, "''You're'' trying to ''hide'' something from me! Didn't you say something about some kind of ''presentation'' that the company's going to hold next week?" <br />
"If I ''told'' you, it wouldn't be such a ''mystery'', now, ''would'' it?" he retorted. <br />
"Oh, come on!" she implored, "You can tell me! ''Please?''" <br />
"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 brightly as they stopped at a crosswalk opposite St. Joseph Hospital. <br />
"I think it'll be a ''big'' surprise," 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 />
"Pardon me?" inquired Jennifer, raising an eyebrow. <br />
"Nothing of consequence," he dismissed. "It's just that you don't make a very good interrogator — hey, what was that?" he asked. <br />
"What was ''what?''" Jenna shot back. <br />
"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''." Leaving Cameron's would-be protector in a slight state of shock, the shadow-cloaked hit-man retreated into the darkness from whence he had come. A few more moments passed before it finally occurred to Jennifer that she should ''probably'' take her wounded brother into the nearby hospital.
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''9:26 PM Eastern Daylight Time''<br />
''Wednesday, October 14<sup>th</sup>, 2037''<br />
''The Spryfletch Residence''<br />
''Kokomo, Indiana, United States, Earth''
Dr. Gordon Spryfletch, Ph.D.; 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 Spryfletch 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 carried him through the door." <br />
"I'll be right over," he vowed. "Do you know what room he's in?" <br />
"No," Jennifer answered, "but I'll let you know as soon as they tell me." <br />
"Good girl," approved her father. "See you soon, OK, sweetheart?" <br />
"OK, Dad," she replied. <br />
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''9:47 PM Eastern Daylight Time''<br />
''Wednesday, October 14<sup>th</sup>, 2037''<br />
''St. Joseph Hospital''<br />
''Kokomo, Indiana, United States, Earth''
{{add|To add: Cameron's experiences in the hospital. }}
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''9:56 PM Eastern Daylight Time''
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. Gordon Spryfletch? The doctor will see you about your son now." <br />
"Finally!" he exclaimed. "Is Cameron all right?" <br />
"He's doing fine, sir," she explained. "The doctor wanted to discuss some options for further treatment with Cameron, but he insisted that you be there for the conversation." <br />
"That's quite understandable," replied Dr. Spryfletch. "Well, then; can we see him, please?" <br />
"Of course, sir. If you'll just follow me, then?" the nurse inclined. <br />
"Lead the way," Gordon said by way of acknowledging this request. <br />
"Dad asked you if he'll be all right," Jenna reminded the nurse. <br />
The nurse smiled, reassuring her, "We've had to replace his heart with an artificial one, but I'm sure he'll be up and about in no time once we're through with him." <br />
Jennifer sighed. "I just wish I could have done more to protect him in the first place," she told her father. "I didn't even ''register'' what was going on until it was almost too late…" she mourned. <br />
"It's all right, sweetheart," Gordon soothed. "You said that assassin popped up out of nowhere, so there probably wasn't anything else you could have done for him." <br />
"But I should have ''seen'' that infidel ''coming!''" Jenna sobbed. <br />
"It was already getting dark, ''chiquita''," her father comforted. "Now all we can do is wait and hope that Cameron comes out of this alive."
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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.
