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Part 10


Part Ten
I sat in the hanger for a week before the phone rang.Everything was covered with dust from my absence,so I gripped the phone and blew the dust off at the same time.
"Yeah, Jay Token." I lit a roach off the table.
"Mr. Token. This is Mrs. Boll. How are you sir?
My blood ran cold. I started shaking. The white light of the explosion washed over me.
"What is it?" I whispered.
"Mr Token,it's imperative that you come to see us immediately. You're life is in extreme danger. We know who made the attempt on your life now. It was the Star's!"
I had the hash bong going by then.
"I'm not a threat to anyone the way I am now.I'm in a wheel chair the rest of my life,Anita. Wny would they want to hurt me?"
"You know the secret Mr. Token. The secret of the blue herb."

I clicked off with the misses and fired up a joint.Anger welled up as Bud and I got ready to roll out to the cab that would take us back to I. Paca Boll's estate.

I smoked a joint or three on the way, thinking of fate and rubbing Bud's head.He sensed my mood and was quiet for the cruise, watching out the window. I fired up the joint and thought about the conversation with Mrs. Boll.The Star's sound so mysterious, then again, someone had made the call to me that fateful morning so many month's ago,and there was no mystery in that.
We hit the driveway like our ass was on fire and I dropped the lighter. Oh well .That's my life now. Dropping stuff and sitting in the chair looking at it.
The taxi driver put me in the chair and handed me the lighter. I fired up the wheelchair bong and rolled myself up to the door with my joystick.
Once again I couldn't knock before Ben Feening opened the door and waved me thru.
"I believe you know where your going,Sir?"
I nodded and hit the speed. Nice shiny floor's here. I could fly.
They were waiting for me this time with the door open.I rolled in with a big hooter in my mouth and Ivana gasped.
When they all turned,they just stared for a minute.
"Mr.Token,I'm so sorry." Anita the older spoke from the couch. She looked a lot worse than the last time I'd seen her, her eyes blackened by the ring's around them.
I hit the hooter as I. Paca handed me an envelope.
"Inside that envelope Mr. Token, you will find a check for two-hundred fifty-thousand dollar's."
I almost dropped the joint.
"Along with that,we have paid all medical bill's you incurred from your injuries."
I hit the chair bong too hard and coughed a little.
"So Mr. Token,the first time you came here,we offered you a proposition, which you accepted, and now we ask you to finish the job you agreed to."
I started to interrupt,but he raised a hand to silence me.I fired up a joint.
"Since you have been injured,we have been unable to have anyone even inquire about the job.They have been all scared away. We have acquired all your madical records Jay,and they've been passed to the greatest bio-metric robotic surgeon's of our time. They think they can give you you're mobility back,Jay. The best part will be they think you will be stronger, faster, and they want you to help with the design if you agree with our proposal."
I fired up the wheelchair bong to let everything settle for a minute.It was coming at me too fast.

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destumtesel

This is turning out to be a great story, I really didn't expect for him to get blown to smithereens like that. Looking forward to part 11!!

homemadebubbler

Dude, you went 3 years without posting the next chapter lol. Are you actually going to finish it?

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I guess everyone was waiting for my answer since they were staring at me. I hit the button for the chair chillum and took a large hit.
"Pac, I hope your sincere," I said as I fired up a spliff," I'm going to take a chance on this surgery. Then when it's over, if it work's out, I'll find the Bong, and then we'll all be happy."
They all smiled and nodded, Anita Boll the younger looking right at me with those eyes. I just grinned back and fired up the chair hookah.

I know, you're all sitting out there going, Hey, Mr.Pot Detective, since you just went thru this surgery and therapy and stuff, why would you want to go thru it again? I don't boy's and girl's, but the only way I can get even is whoop butt on a few Star' aholes, and I sure can't do that from a wheelchair,even if it does have a built in chillum,bong and hookah.

I spent a day or two packing my stuff up and boarding Bud. I would see him later. If there was one. Oh well. Get busy living or get busy dying.I set off for the Boll's. Fired up a spliff and watched the ride roll by.

The hospital was a large white building,sanitary,full of blonde,blue eyed doctor's that ooohhheed and aaahhheeedd over me for a few days,then all appeared in my room at once.
I put down the hookah hose and looked there way as they all smiled at me.The short blonde one was the leader.
"Mr. Token,here is our proposal.We can re-attach to your frame,uh,body,excuse me,robotic leg's and an arm that will be completely active in every way that you're old ones were. They will in every way resemble your old limb's,down to the hair and the freckles. There will be significant differences
though, Mr. Token."
"Call me Jay,Doc.As much of me as you've seen the last couple of day's,hell,you're part of the family."I fired up the chair bong.
She blushed. Score one for Token.
"Mr.Token,Jay,the differences will be significant.We can increase body strength,speed ,endurance,plus we can equip the arm and legs with up to twenty-five separate items of your choice as far as tool's you would need to survive any situation,Flashlight,GPS,knife,small tools for repair's.A weapon perhap's."
I had started grinning way before she was done, so as I thought about my new stuff,I fired up a joint and called for the designer's. This might be fun.

Three day's later they wheeled me into surgery. I didn't want to, but I manned up and thought about the future and revenge. A dish best served cold.
I was asleep for a long time and woke only to the voice of doctor Pammy telling me it was all right, the leg's were on, wiggle my toes, and I did. Then I went to sleep again.

The sun's light seemed to burn me forever with it's heat before I opened my eyes. I opened them slow then shut them quick before I got burnt.Who am I again? Oh, yeah, Jay Token. Where's my chair?
My left hand, (left hand), roll's off the bed then smack's me in the face. Then it goes straight up in the air,then my legs spread and the arm fall's and the legs close and they give me a sedative.

"Jay?"
Sun's in my eye's,again.
"Jay? I know your awake."
"I don't want to wake up again,I'll slap myself in the face again."
"Not this time,Jay,we've got you all strapped down now. Only you're right hand is free."
"Good,pass the lighter and turn me oughta the sun,would ya.?"
I fire up a big hooter and look down at myself. Myself? Hey. It's me. It's me again.New and improved Jay Token. Doctor Pam even had the muscles right.
"We must start slow Jay. Small thing's like finger's and toes, before walking and waving.It won't be long though,before you'll be better than ever."
I fired up a bubbler and thought happy thoughts about the future.

They went to the boarder's and got Bud for me.When he saw me, he jumped right on and smelled all the new stuff hooked to my body then looked at me kinda funny,then wagged his tail and settled in.
Soon,he and I were haunting the hospital, of which I found out that I was the only patient.
OK, I. Paca had a pile of money, and he didn't mind spending it on worthy causes.Like me.
Bud and I soon ran the country sides, but I didn't seem faster. I didn't seem to get as tired but I couldn't run any faster. I asked Doc Pam what was up.
"Jay,you're operation system's are only on ten percent power now. We didn't want to cause an overload.The physical part of you has to adapt to the increase in power or you will explode. Your body wouldn't be able to take the strain."
I fired up the chillum and kicked back in the chair. No sense sweating it. Only ten percent,huh?

So I ran. I walked. I played with Bud. I cleaned the bowl and the bong and the hookah. I began to run faster and faster. Soon the docter's showed me the newest way I had to travel, inline skates in my feet. I had never skated before,but it was fun after I had busted my butt and got used to it. I could fly,especially with the little jet boster's in the back of my feet. Fuel storage in the back of my calf.
The goodies just kept on rolling.My new hand was the best.First finger was a gun,but not just any gun,oh no.This one shot pellet's with a dust identical to the chemical the body produces at sleep,working in one half second.
Middle finger was a pre-rolled hash-oil joint dispenser, for those important meetings and such. An important item to be sure.
Third finger was the lighter of course.
The pinky finger was the control panel for the palm. The palm was a flexible , liquid , computer / GPS / sattelite picture phone comm. system for me to hook up as need be, with an on and off switch.
I was sitting there playing with the computer when Doc Pam came in.
"Hi Jay."
""Thanks for tuning to the Playboy channel"" blared from my speaker.
"How'd that get on there,"I said, turning down the volume.
"Uh,Jay,I was going to ask you if the computer was working properly,but I guess that won't be needed,will it?"
I fired up a hash-oil joint and sighed.
"My joint's a little stiff, Doc,but I think I can work that out."
"Well," she said and smiled,"If you do need any help,just let me know" and she closed the door.

destumtesel

Haha! He designed his body like a true stoner, lol!

 

king cola

Good story so far, the next chapter comin anytime soon?

king cola

You didn't forget about making another chapter did you?

Banzai

lol, this story is fabulous! I totally want to draw the comic book for it now!

Keep it up!

dedbr

A couple of weeks later I was out running and saw a dot coming toward's me. I kept going since it was coming at me, and I knew anyway it was Doc Pam. I stopped and waited for her to pull up.
"Jay, I think your pushing yourself too far!"
"Why's that Doc?"
"I just had you on radar, you were going ninety-five, Jay. Your skin was peeling back from your face!"
Yeah, but damn I was fast.

"Jay,,be good, or I'll put a lock out on the curcuit board. I mean it. It could cause your physical self to fracture from the stress. Remember, your the first. We don't know what's going to happen or what you're going to be able to stand physically. Slow down."
"Sure Doc, anything you say."
"Hey Doc, since Bud and I are leaving here in a couple of day's, what's say you and I have dinner tonight?"
She looked at me like I was a loon as I fired up the shotgun bong, but when I finished my hit she took it from my hands and said,
"Sure Jay, I'd love to." Then she took a big lunger. "And you can bring Bud. He can meet Micky,
short for Michelle."
We set the detail's and as she drove away, I couldn't help but think as I fired up a hooter that maybe I wasn't the only one who needed my curcuit board locked out.

The Kretznov circled again. A fraction closer. Watched from the ground, a dot in the sky, a shine then nothing. Closer to the re-entry burn. In airless space it makes no sound as it completes yet another pass.

Doc Pammy and I had a good time those last few day's. We got to know each other a lot better and became good friend's at last. The day I had to leave was hard for me. With everyone standing there in front of me telling me goodbye, I didn't know what to say to the people that had given me my life back.
"Jay, we all just want to say that..."
"I know Pam, I know..."
"Be careful, Jay. We don't want to have to fix too much."
"Sure Doc."
And I gave her a big sloppy kiss.

420drummer

i know its only been a day but you need to post more chapters!