THE DIGITAL BROTHER

Part one


He fell into nothing and expanded onto the universe
condensed onto arcing bolts of lightning
and burned in a lake of liquid fire.

                                    It was… different.
            So very different.
            Neon pink globs of searing hot gel filled with bright flakes of spinning black holes splashed across his awareness burning into him long strings of the positive and negative…black holes pulling in Infinity and white holes spewing the Akashic Field raged wars all over his bare skin.
            He opened his mouth and screamed. Bubbles of prickly dark matter burst forth floating away in snow flake shaped clumps. The effect was unsatisfying and he tried again. His anguish poured out of his skin in tiny driblets of solar systems, spinning their way down his naked, half formed body until splashing in cataclysmic explosions on the surface of the neon event horizon.
            His mind raced. This was so different. From what was…from the way it been before. How had he gotten here?
            Avian shaped galaxies flapped their celestial wings bringing with them the memory of…a girl. Pale…blonde haired and ghastly white skin…colorless from fear. He remembered the blood…splashed across her pretty face…
            And he remembered the wolf.
            Burning red eyes…a snarling fang filled mouth…
            Escape…he had tried to escape…so desperate to get away he had…
            …where was he?

            Twin bolts of lightning arced across a vast expanse and struck him square. He wanted to close his eyes to the assault, remembered the basic program and quickly neon black eyelids were written over his vision and the lightning was gone.
            But there had been no pain, he realized and so he opened his eyes to the lightning. Fire and ice pulsed into his brain at one point zero C.
            Fire and ice.
            Fire…Ice…Ice, Fire, Ice, Fire, Fire, IceFireFireIceICEFIREFIREIFREICE….
            On and off it pulsed into his mind. He could not stop it…
            …but he knew he could ride it.
            On and off. Off and On.
            On.
            Off.
            Off. On. On. Off. ON. OFF. OFFONONOFF…
            He gritted his teeth. He KNEW this…he WAS this.
            Fire…ON…YES…ONE!
            ICE…OFF…NO…ZERO!
            One-zero-one-zero-zero-one-one!
            1010011…
            He could understand it if he focused. If he could just focus!
            1010011…Binary…but the operating system was so strange…
            He drew his hands up before his eyes and watched as they coalesced into being. He stood up out of the lake of neon fire on legs just reaching prime resolution and breathed in fumes of random data into lungs just uploaded.
            It was his mind that was writing his body into being in this world, somehow adjusting to the strange setting on a subconscious level. He could “read” this world even if he could not yet do it knowingly. Binary…
            1010011…command prompt.
            He took another deep breath and then let loose another scream..
            :/?
       :/OPEN FILE
       The lightning ceased to arc and turned into a steady beam of data streaming evenly into him. The information flowed in a strange alien pattern but translating it would not take long for someone who could process data a point 8C.
            The information super highway…the cyberspace of this alternate universe may be different but traversing it should not be too difficult.
            He was after all…a Digital Brotha.

To be continued…