.hack//SIGN Fan Fiction ❯ Trapped in Time ❯ Chapter 3

Trapped in Time

 

By: Lady_Niongi

 

 

Chapter Three

 

-In Reality The year 2020-

 

Two ambulances sounded off, coming from different locations, but they were heading to the same place, C.C. Corporation of Japan, the company that runs “The World.” The siren stopped and the cars moved silently to the back entrance of the huge building. C.C. Corporation housed the whole network of “The World” for Japan, and it was connected to all other servers.

 

The ambulances backed up to the entrance, right next to each other. A young doctor rushed out to relieve the paramedics of the two subjects. He looked about seventeen, an early graduate perhaps.

 

“What happened to the two users?” asked a blonde doctor with a pack of cigarettes. She watched the young graduate help get them in the building. He was checking their pluses and breathing rate. He wasn't listening to her but concentrating on his task. Fuming silently, she followed him inside, along with the guards. Both doctors flashed their badges and walked into a lab looking area, the guards stopped outside the door.

 

“Well Kawasaki, what happened?” The women ran her access card to get in the inner room. The young man, Kawasaki, injected an I.V. in both subjects; he still ignored her questions, choosing instead to listen to the monitor. Scowling she walked briskly up to the young man, her heel's clicking hard against the ground, and jerked him up by his coat from the two users.

 

“Oi! Kawasaki don't you dare ignore me again,” she yelled, he blinked looking horrified at her, “Is that understood?”

 

“Hai, Ms. Hintaro,” his voice shook slightly, as she let go of his jacket, “They were found collapsed at their terminals. They both have suffered from a shock…something must happened while they were logged into the online game “The World.” They are in a coma.”

 

The lab looked rushed together; a pile of jumbled wires lay by two empty glass cylinders. A flimsy chair and desk were behind the pile. The two scientists who were assigned to putting together the wires and the like were on break. Kawasaki signed and injected both subjects with an antibiotic just in case they went into shock.

 

“A coma eh?” Ms. Hintaro ran a hand threw her hair, “well in that case…” She lit a cigarette, took a smoke, and walked toward the door.

 

“Ms. Hintaro…where are you going…ma'am?” Kawasaki watched as his superior put on some pink lip-gloss.

 

She took off her lab coat revealing a slim figure and black skirt, with a white blouse. “Hmmm? Oh…out Kawasaki-chan.” Ms. Hintaro smiled seductively, “Or if you want…I could stay.” She prowled slowly towards him, unbuttoning her blouse. Kawasaki backed away, like a stunned animal backed into a corner.

 

“Ms. Hintaro, I have no interest in anything but my…” He watched her finish the with last button revealing creamy flesh. Ms. Hintaro reached a hand out to caress her young colleges face. “My work! Ma'am gomen nasai, but I'm…I've never…I'm only interested in my work.” He flinched from her outstretched hand, as if it were fire; he lowered his gaze blushing furiously. Ms. Hintaro's hand fell; turning away, she buttoned her shirt.

 

“Heh, what makes you think I care. Run some tests or something, I'm leaving.” She walked out the door, her heels clicking angrily on the cold tile floor. “Get on with it….” She paused at the door, “novice.”

 

“Yes Ma'am.” Kawasaki lowered his gaze, bowing to her retreating form. The whole room was still a mess; he was alone with the two subjects. He called the technicians off break and the started the task of cleaning up the lab and preparing for the subjects to enter their separate cylinder aquatic compounds.

 

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