monastic wrote:
Monastic wakes up in sick bay. Peering out
through one barely opened eye she surveys
the room and spies the Doctor. The lean bearded
fellow has such a warm striking smile Monastic
swears any woman would succumb to his wishes.
She tries to get up but suddenly, a knife-like pain
runs straight through her head. Wincing a bit as she
lays her head back down on the cool cot she thanks
her lucky stars for the hang-over. The headache helps
her to realize she is coming out of a drunken stupor –
the pain is a pleasant reminder that she is the one in
control and not The Other.
Monastic remembers the last time she was drunk and
shudders at the thought. The last time she had a drink
(it doesn’t take much for “her kind” to become intoxicated)
she was taken over by “The Other” and all kinds of havoc
occurred. As long as Monastic keeps control over her
Inner-Evil Twin bad things don’t happen.
The hung-over Monastic remembers back to her childhood
and the planet she came from. Her planet, Contra-Illion, sits
in the middle of a small star cluster, 2 star systems and
4 light years away. On Contra-Illion, everyone is born with
an Inner Twin and at some point (usually during puberty)
a battle occurs. One twin must over-come the other and
become the dominate one. Only one twin must reign, the
only other alternative is to go stark raving mad.
Monastic was the winner of this battle at the young age
of 10, but her Evil Twin is still very persistent and still
wishes to be in charge. Most times, Monastic has been
able to keep The Other in a sleeping state….except for
when she partakes of alcohol. The numbing effect of
alcohol does something to counteract her will and then
The Other is able to dominate the body – but not this time,
thank goodness.
Monastic, at age 20 chose her own name (of Monastic) to
denounce The Other’s presence. She wishes she could be
rid of her completely although secretly, the thought of
being totally alone without the sleeping inner presence,
somewhat troubles her mind to think about.
Presently, all is well even though the pain in her head is
throbbing wildly. Monastic closes her eyes once again.
Suddenly she has a Vision of a Cuban with his hair on fire…
screaming & running madly down a dirt path. Also in the
vision, there seems to be an Emperor named Gates, with
glowing eyes among hordes of penguins. Monastic’s kind
is known to be able to see things happening in other times
and places, but this makes no sense at all. Shaking
her head to dispel this vision, Monastic turns over and
tries to sleep amid the muffled shouts and flapping sounds.
Somewhere on the ship Monastic has this past-post dream!
andsweat permeantes her brow and something is going to
happen
is aching in her bones!
Last edited by Ghosthunter on 27 Jun 2005, 2:14 pm, edited 2 times in total.
27 Jun 2005, 1:53 pm
