2011-06-22 22:03:02 UTC
His brother was all he had, his mom was dead, his dad- gone. But his brother had changed. After an experimental surgery gone...weird, his brother is no longer human- he's a weapon. No emotion, no memory, no mind of his own. Now Oliver has to find a way to get him back...but how?
That''s a tiny summary I wrote because a writing tip site told me too.
Here's a couple small bits I already wrote that I guess would end up in completely different parts of the book- they don't go together yet. The first paragraph was kind of rushed, and I'm not very happy with it as it is but :
the doctor stepped into the room and looked at Oliver, his face stern and serious. "Jason's condition is worse than we thought, he'll need to come back at Noon tomorrow for surgery." Oliver's eyes widened. His head flooded with worry and fear, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. "But, he'll be okay right? I mean, he won't die...will he?" The doctor looked down and back at Oliver, it was clear he wasn't sure exactly what to say. "Well, very few people have actually recieved this surgery, it's still considered experimental." Oliver stared at the doctor dead in the eyes, "He'll be okay, right?" The doctor shrugged, "Almost every operation so far has been a success." He noticed Oliver's still anxious face and smiled, "He should be fine." Oliver returned the smile with a droopy grin that didn't quite reach his eyes, and nodded. He stood, wiped his clammy hands on his jeans and left. Feeling no better than he did when he got there.
Jason* laughed, "If the doctor said I'll be fine, than I'll be fine. There's nothing for you to worry about." Oliver shook his head, "You don't know that! They said mom would be fine, they said she'd be okay, you know what happened to her!" Jason*'s smile faded, and he nodded, the memory of her death still clear in his head. He brought back a small sheepish smile and looked up at Oliver. "But it won't happen to me." Oliver sniffed and wiped tears from his eyes, "Promise?" Jason* nodded. "I promise." (heh, don't really like that one either)
Oliver shook his head. "No, something's not right. That's not Jason*." The doctor chuckled, "Of course it's Jason*, look at him!" Oliver stared at the man in the hospital bed. It was definately Jason*, the short dyed black hair, spiked messily in every direction, his almost ghost-like complexion, but no. Something wasn't right. "His eyes." Oliver looked back at the doctor, "those aren't Jason's eyes." The doctor raised an eyebrow, "No? Than whose are they?" Oliver's gaze turned cold, "I don't know, but they aren't his! Jason*'s eyes are blue, very pale blue- not silver!" He gestured toward his brother, Jason's eyes were indeed silver, almost metallic. The doctor shrugged. "Eye colors change all the time, it's normal." "Not like this it isn't! What the he** did you do?!" The doctor's smile disappeared instantly. Jason stepped out of his bed and walked beside the doctor. The center of his neck slid open like a sliding glass door, revealing a square shaped hole. Oliver's eyes widened and he staggered backwards. He turned his stare to the doctor, his face full of fear and anger, and repeated himself, "WHAT THE HE** DID YOU DO TO HIM?!" The doctor chuckled, but didn't answer. A long metal cord with a grapling hook-like end slid out from the hole in Jason's neck, and enveloped itself around Oliver's throat. Oliver looked back at his brother, his vision fading. Jason's eyes were cold and still, his expression unchanging. The hospital room floor seemed as if it was made of Jello, and Oliver had to fight to stay upright. His head pounded, his vision was practically gone. He was dizzy, and extremely confused. The doctor stepped closer to Oliver and smiled, "I made him better." Oliver blacked out, and the metal cord retreated back into Jason's throat. (ugh, not particularly fond of this one either. Just- pretend I don't like any of my own paragraphs, 'kay? But don't question it- I have no answers)
A long silver cord shot out from his throat, it's grappling hook-like end wrapping itself around Oliver's body, piercing his back. Oliver cried out in pain and struggled to get free
Oliver felt the weapon slowly peel out of his skin, releasing him to the