Triple Helix (First Story)

[Kiemain]

Okay, so yeah this is only chapter one. I'll be adding the other chapters as I make them. Comments are welcome, and I can answer any questions to make the story make a little more sense (If it makes any in the first place)
Just so you know, Rain IS the main character :brickwall

Chapter 1: Humble Beginnings

1.The sun peeked from below its bed, its head barely above the flat land its light stretched across, illuminating the cloudless sky with a blanket of orange light. The cargo carriers rolled innocently, lurching upwards once it hit a rock, moving much like a caterpillar. The trees along side glow a thin layer of light, almost around the leaves and bark, as though the light was being collected around it. There were no sounds, aside from the carrier’s wheels occasionally squeaking, and the cargo inside bumping against the roof of the carrier. A teenaged Kiemain held the chained locomotive-like cargo’s arms on his shoulders; he was dragging off on a dirt road next to a field of wild wheat, swaying in the gentle breeze. “It would be the perfect morning if I didn’t have to work today…” The Kiemain sighed. He swished his tail side to side, tapping against the poles attached to the carrier that he was carrying. The dirt path gave to stone bricks, and the wheels started making clicking noises while they bumped up and down against the stone. Someone up ahead a couple miles off was waving to him. “Rain! Over here!” he shouted. His silver-colored pelt glimmered in the early morning sunshine, looking like it was absorbing it. Rain recognized his face, and picked up his pace. “Ah, Konan!” He shouted back. Rain caught up to his friend, but he halted him. “There’s no rush you know, Rain.” He held his hands in the air as though Rain was about to ram into him. “I know, I was wondering what you were doing here so early is all,” Rain walked now, at a slower pace than he was before. He tilted his head towards the road ahead to motion they should keep walking. “Well, maybe I just felt like it, I guess.” Rain felt Konan’s hand slap firmly on his back. “Besides,” he continued. “Better early than late, right?” Konan’s face gleamed as he said it. Rain always envied how he could be so positive and happy all the time. It was truly a wonder. The sight of motion caught Rain’s eye. There were humans and Kiemains far off, moving boxes on delivery trains to the nearby city. The drop-off station was small; it was only a small square closed in by uneven brick walls. One of the men sitting on the wall caught a glimpse of the Kiemains, and waved. He snapped his head back and conversed with the others that weren’t working. As Rain and Konan approached the opening into the clearing, they were welcomed by friendly voices and familiar faces. Most of the group here were hardly older than Rain, and he was only 16 years of age. There was some chatting about the miscellaneous as usual, while they were working. Rain hefted one of the boxes off of its holster and dumped it onto the train’s storage cart. The wooden box was rough and had loose splinters all over it, and it was hard to get a safe grip on it, but Rain eventually found a safe spot. The contents of the box were really heavy, but he managed to bring it up on his own. It wasn’t unusual to be carrying heavier loads than you were supposed to here; it was actually kind of embarrassing to need help, unless it was extremely heavy. While he was lifting it, Rain saw someone pointing at him and whispering to his friend, saying his name. Rain never gave it a second thought, until recently. It felt like they were scolding him, but they were so friendly to him when he was around to hear. It almost seemed impossible to Rain, that they could be spouting bad rumours of him about anything.
The abrupt screeching of the train nearly made Rain jump out of his fur, almost forgetting that meant he was done with working for the day. It never really took long enough to go past noon, in fact, they were getting off late as long as you weren’t working the night shift, too. Everyone was heading off in their respective directions, Kiemains splitting up to their different towns, the humans in one big group back to their city, but the routine was broken for some reason. A human, wearing a white undershirt and a white polo on the top, with light blue jeans that had a white under-tone on them was approaching Rain. He turned around, wondering if he was just going to tell him he forgot something back at the station, but instead, he stood there, whispering something beneath his breath. Rain stared at his lips, curious of what he was saying, all but two words. “Water Cress.”

[Kiemain]

Chapter two: Memories

The words would have meant nothing to Rain, they were just plants, after all. But his mind said otherwise. Memories triggered, rearranging and changing the word, forming a word in his head, one that he remembered. A name. Cress Tawer. Rain had no idea why it was so special, so important, but the name was there, a name he hasn’t heard verbally, but he was sure this man lived. The man who said the words was walking off by now, at a fast pace, but Rain wanted to know why he came by just to say that. Before he could think, Rain felt his legs urge forward, involuntarily stepping forward, and now to a full sprint. He chased after him, but he had no chance of catching up, he was significantly faster than he was. He kept running still, knowing he wasn’t going to catch up still. His foot got caught in a tree root’s knot, falling over on his head. The blunt force of gravity fell upon him, but another thought dawned upon him as the world blackened around him. That tree was just too perfectly placed. That root was in just the right position. He wouldn’t have tripped on it; he saw the knot yards away. The grass seemed to embrace Rain’s body; the ground wasn’t so cold anymore. He heard a faint voice, but he couldn’t make it out into words. Rain felt something grab him and lift his upper portion of the body up,, and he blacked out.
The thick darkness faded in layers, bit by bit. Rain tried to lift his head, but it fell down as though a 500-pound weight fell on it. He was in a soft bed, his body buried in thick comfortable sheets. His head rested on a fluffy, thick pillow, which almost felt like air. There was talking behind the walls, faint, but easy to listen in to once he adjusted his ears. “I can’t let you in, you’ll only make it,--“The muffled voice was cut off by another, a familiar voice. “I don’t care, he’s my friend! Let-me in…!” It sounded like struggling; perhaps the second voice was trying to push his way in. The door swung open, and slammed into the wall. The noise resonated in the room, and Rain hid deeper in his sheets just to deafen the noise. Konan ran into the room, almost slamming into the cabinet right in front of the door. He took a step back, but inevitably tripped over and landed on his back. Another Kiemain walked in, and talked in a quiet voice. Neither of them knew Rain was awake, clearly. Rain poked his head out from his covers, and spoke in a hesitant voice. “Umm, I’m okay…” he tried to fight his way out of the sheets, but he tried in vain. “I think these sheets are a bit heavy, though.” Rain scrunched his face, trying to fight his way out by pushing his legs against the bed, which wasn’t moving either. The other Kiemain examined Rain for a few seconds, and had an expression of pure confusion on his face. “You had a broken nose and a fractured jaw line, the last time I saw you…” Konan got up immediately and shoved the doctor aside, tripping again, grabbing onto the bed to keep him from landing face-first into the bed. He turned his head back to the doctor. “I told you he would be fine!” he sneered at him. He continued, half to himself now. “He’s been through worse, anyways.” While Konan was talking, Rain still couldn’t shake the thought of that name. “Cress Tawer.” He repeated the name over and over again in his head, but it never showed any more resemblance besides the fact he knew it. “What were you talking about anyways, Rain? These sheets are nothing…” Konan interrupted his thinking. Rain could plainly see him lift the covers up effortlessly. “I guess you’re more of a wimp than I thought you were, Rain!” He stated smugly, with a grin on his face. Rain laughed. He knew he was joking around. “Oh please! You ran off squealing after a wood spider crawled up on your leg, you pansy!” He shoved the covers, which five minutes ago he couldn’t even budge, off the edge of the bed and rolled off the side, standing up. Without warning, the door opened, and two Kiemain doctors came in, one of them the doctor from earlier. Rain’s fur stood on end, and he stood completely still. The second doctor, whom neither Rain nor Konan knew, stood there shocked. “He shouldn’t be moving right now, let alone in walking condition…” He spoke to himself, and began whispering to the other doctor. He turned back, and spoke in a raspy, tired voice. “Walk around.” Rain looked at his friend, then back at the doctor, and realised he was talking to him. He walked around the bed and back, feeling kind of silly doing so. More whispering ensued between the two. Rain turned to Konan, wondering if he knew what was going on, but he only shrugged his shoulders. “Well, you can go home, but if you feel unbalanced, or anything you don’t normally should, you need to come back immediately. Go ahead.” The second doctor said it with a stern face, he was serious. Rain was still questioning whether he should move or not, but Konan made the choice for him, pushing him out the door, and saying his thank-you’s for him. The moment they left the hospital, they saw the sun setting by now, reminding Rain of something. “Wait, how long was I out…?” Rain asked hesitantly, unsure if he should have asked earlier. Konan didn’t seem to care when he asked, and replied. “Just a day and a half, nothing bad. I was real worried when you were knocked out though!” He wore a wide grin while he said it. Rain wondered how he could be so… Happy go-lucky all the time. “Well… Bye?” He almost said it like a question, but Konan got what he meant, and they walked off back to their homes. Rain thought of how nice it would be to get home, and read a book, or watch some TV, but in the end, once he got there, all he did was shower and fall right into his bed.
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And there's chapter two. I changed chapter one, too, I fixed some grammar and spelling stuff.

[Kiemain]

I finished! I got sloppy once I got to here, so don't expect much...

Chapter three: Wrapping Up

Rain woke up much earlier than he normally would have, at 5 AM. He needed to know. This wasn’t something that he could leave in the back of his head, and forget in a couple weeks. That man was trying to tell him something, he was sure of it. Rain had rifled through books and archives and everything until noon, but he couldn’t gather much. Cress Tawer is a genealogist, known for giving the possibility of exchanging attributes between DNA. The only other piece of information he could gather was that he had a small, operational company building in the city nearby, but he hasn’t been seen inside, or outside of it in ten years. None the less, he wanted to check it out. Inevitably, Konan’s voice rang out before Rain had reached the town limits. “Rain! Wait, hold on!” he shouted after him. Rain didn’t bother turning around, and half-expected him to pounce on him. He does that sometimes. Fortunately it was just left to shuffling behind him. “Where are you going, Rain? We don’t have work today, it’s a Saturday…” It felt like he was following him, but Rain knew better. Konan was always running out this way every morning. Rain took in a sharp breath, preparing to explain. Explain how when that strange man walked up and said those two words, why he chased after him, and that he was going to find out why Cress was so important. He did tell him, but Konan was less than excited. “Rain, why? How do you know him, when nobody else close to you knows him? Probably not even your parents…” He cut off and stepped back. Konan knew he had said a taboo. It was never smart to talk about Rain’s parents while he was around. Never. How he never knew mother, as she died shortly after he was born, his father, who died as well of disease shortly after Rain’s mother gave birth. Rain hated it when people talked about it, but he couldn’t come to harming his best friend, no matter how sensitive he was about it. He brushed the tears off his face with his arm, not knowing he was crying. “Look, I just do, okay?” he shouted. Rain didn’t know he was going to say it that loud, surprised at the volume of his voice. “I know he had something to do with me... If nobody else knows him personally, why else would I instinctively know his name? I have a long memory, Konan. You know that.” He tried hard to hide the pain in his voice. Konan stopped trying by now. He already crossed a line, and he wasn’t going to press his luck. “You do have a long memory, don’t you…?” Konan laughed a little, but his face kept stern. “I still think this is stupid and pointless, but I’m not stopping you.” Rain turned away, his face expressionless. It was eerily silent, the uncomfortable kind of silence you really want to break, but you know you can’t. Rain just walked off. It was a stupid thing to fight over, but what was done was done. This didn’t affect anything; Konan just said something he shouldn’t have. That was one of the few things Rain got angry about, so he never got the chance to let it out, all his suppressed feelings.
The scenery on the way to the city was a good way to get the conversation off Rain’s mind, but it still lingered somewhere in the back of it. It wasn’t long before he walked into the surprisingly large town, full of buildings and towers. The building wasn’t far, it took no less than three minutes to find the extensive building- it’s significantly larger than all the others by far. It had its own sea of perfectly green grass, well watered, but it had a tinge of blue to it. There were palm trees that grew deciduous leaves, and the other way around. Inside was no less impressive, either. The floor could have passed off for glass, and the lighting was perfect, so it didn’t hurt your eyes, but it certainly showed off. It was clearly a work place, no business here besides hustling workers, carefully carrying syringes, or hauling files, cradled in their arms. The building clearly didn’t have visitors often, nobody checking for any, at least. There were plenty of security cameras, however. You couldn’t go past a corner without seeing one, which made Rain feel rather exposed. Despite the rather fluid motion of workers going past the halls, they never gave Rain a second thought. “Just as well…” Rain mumbled under his breath. He still wandered the halls quietly and cautiously, trying to hide in the extended halls, giving thanks that there was extra room at the end of most halls. It wasn’t many hallways past that he found an easy give-away. After ensuring that an elevator was empty, he walked in to find an extra button inside of it. A fifth floor. All the other elevators he checked earlier had only had four, so unless those were missing a button, this was what he was going to take. He pressed the button. Surprisingly, the elevator moved. It hummed quietly and smoothly, beginning to end. The two minutes in the descending box felt like seconds. Rain had doubts this even held any significance, if he ever even knew Cress in any way personally. He started wondering why he was even hunting him down, when he could have just sat at home, forgetting about the whole thing, not having to go through all this. The doors spread open, letting cold, crisp air flow in. The fifth floor was composed of a single room, in the shape of a dome. It held nothing of significance, other than one familiar man somehow managing multiple computers at once, typing as though he were Mozart writing a sonnet that would end world hunger. The man turned his head up, and waved at rain, calling his name. Rain was still trying to process that he wasn’t trying to chase him out or anything, let alone the fact he knew his name. Rain took a slow, soft step forward, wondering if this was actually a smart decision. He knew that man was Cress. His short somewhat curly dirty-blonde hair, that soft reassuring expression he most often wore. “Come on, don’t be shy, I’ll explain everything soon enough.” He smiled contently. It felt as though he knew Rain was coming. He walked closer, still cautious something was going to happen. “How…” Rain was cut off by Cress. “Did I know you were coming? Well, you know that man who talked to you on your way back from work yesterday? I told him to, knowing that long memory of yours, I knew you would remember.”
Rain still didn’t get it. “Remember what? How do you know I… How do you know me?” Questions swirled in his head, but he wasn’t sure he wanted the answers. As though in spite of it, Cress was more than prepared to give them. “You, Rain, are what genealogists would call a “Chimera”, one who’s DNA was altered to enhance certain qualities. Your father came to me, your mother’s brother. He knew he was going to die before long. He asked that you get a life that he thought you deserved. He didn’t care what I did, as long as it was safe, and worked. So yes, I tweaked with you when you were only two months old.” Cress said it so calmly, but it answered Rain’s questions. Cress talked still. “Rain, I know you are deciding whether or not this is true, but it is. I may come off as a complete stranger, but before your father died, he entrusted your care to me. He and I were colleagues before in college, you know.” He was finally done talking it seemed, so it was Rain’s turn to talk, who was now entertaining the idea of breaking Cress’s computers. “But, why did you want me to come? Why didn’t you come yourself?” He finally spat the question out. It seemed he was prepared for this too. “Well, I simply have too much to work on here, but as for you coming; I wanted to tell you this, so you would know. I know I’ll never replace your father, that wonderful man I studied biology with, but I can still be a figure of one for you. You need to know that you have a family.” Rain knew he was sincere, but he still couldn’t take in all of this. He would work that out later, he realized, and embraced his uncle. “Thank-you…” Rain whispered.
The days followed quickly from that strange meeting, but Rain continued life with a stronger hold. Rain’s birthdays and celebrations weren’t so lonely anymore, normally being just him and Konan, Cress’s other siblings also came by from time to time. Rain started smiling more, and held a more welcoming posture with others. The long road ahead didn’t look too difficult to trek, and well enough, ended quietly and peacefully.

End

[Monamy]

Marvelous, there just isn't anything better than a cozy ending like this, well-closed!
One question I seem to bother myself with yet, are all Kiemains Chimeras too or is it that Kiemains just a fictional race that happens to live with humans and Rain's case (being a Chimera) is a unique one?

[Kiemain]

No, Kiemains are really anthros kind of, and only Rain is a Chimera. Kiemains and Humans are nowhere near hostile with eachother.