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    Ability - Part One: Ability, #1
    Ability - Part One: Ability, #1
    Ability - Part One: Ability, #1
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    Ability - Part One: Ability, #1

    By Travis Hill

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    The end of the world began on YouTube...
    Brian Carter wanted to create a superior recreational substance.
    Garret Stewart wanted to create the next evolution in learning.
    Derry Clarkson wanted her two best friends to see reason.
    What happens when the perfect drug meets the perfect technology?

    Ability is a serialized urban tech-fantasy set in the near future.

    Part I
    Contains: Adult Language / Situations
    14,500 words

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTravis Hill
    Release dateJul 5, 2014
    ISBN9781498907279
    Ability - Part One: Ability, #1
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    Travis Hill

    I'm an author in the Pacific Northwest. I live with my five completely worthless but awesome cats. I write stories I want to read that no one else is writing. My mailing list: https://www.angrygames.com Writes: Science Fiction / Fantasy / Horror / Adult Fiction / Drama / Humor

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      Ability - Part One - Travis Hill

      ABILITY

      (omnibus)

      By Travis Hill

      Copyright February 2014

      Cover Art by: Yoly Cortez @ Cormar Covers

      CHAPTER 1

      January, 2043

      The heavy bass hypnotized Brian to the point he could feel his heartbeat starting to sync with it. Each boom coincided with the thump of his heart. The black lights and strobe lights were each set to alternate flashes based on the beat, creating an almost cartoon-world effect for him. Brian had no clue what song he was listening to, or maybe it was even two songs, as the DJ was frantically working two turntables in alternating bursts of activity.

      Bri! This shit is insane! Derry shouted at him from less than a foot away. Her bright red hair, neon eyeshadow and lipstick, and bright white tank top stood out to him like a spotlight.

      It’s pretty tight, Brian tried to shout back to the girl dancing a frenzy, but his mouth couldn’t seem to form the words correctly.

      Derry closed her eyes and swayed to the thunderous trance music after offering him a smile. It wasn’t likely that she’d heard him, and even if she had, it would have sounded even more garbled to her than it had to his own ears. Brian watched her, his eyes trying to follow the neon trails her makeup left behind. Every so often they would combine into a cohesive picture, but always of something odd. A buffalo. An airplane. Either an orange or a baseball. He decided to close his eyes to see what would happen. As his lids drew down, the trails and lights of the club were still in his vision. A slightly different view of reality for sure, but it was almost as if he could see with his eyes closed.

      After the song ended, Derry led him to the juice bar outside. She had a sheen, an almost oily reflection about her. Brian rubbed his eyes and blinked a few times, trying to keep his balance while she ordered them both a PB&J. When she turned around with two large pomegranate and blueberry juices, the sheen was gone, replaced by a hard reflection. He squinted as she handed him his drink and took him by the arm to find an empty bench. He could feel his metabolism finally slowing down now that he was out of the strobe lights and atom-splitting bass. The crisp January air in central Texas, combined with the nearly frozen juice, seemed to improve his sobriety enough that he could have a semi-rational but articulate conversation again.

      Seriously, Bri, this is pretty intense stuff, Derry said after chugging down more than half of her juice. What is it?

      So … I messed around a little with the recipe and got what I think is a hybrid MDMA-LSD type that also activates the cannabinoid receptors, Brian answered between sips of his juice. I had a little extra play left over after this week’s cook. Enough to mess around with anyway. I’m totally digging this, but it’s still missing something.

      Missing something? Good God, Brian, it’s like being bent over and shagged in a parking lot by a hot stranger while he’s forcing you to snort cocaine! Her eyes were black holes, and as glassy as a still mountain lake.

      I’ll assume in my case that it’s supposed to feel like a smoking hot female stranger, he laughed, though I’m not sure about the ‘being bent over’ part. But there’s something missing. Something I haven’t gotten right just yet. If I keep getting surplus components on my upcoming jobs, I think I can get it just right.

      What exactly could be missing? This is the most incredible trip I’ve ever been on! What do you want it to do that it isn’t doing right now?

      I don’t know exactly, but when I do, I’ll know, Brian said in a cryptic tone, narrowing his eyes at her.

      She laughed at his antics, then took him by the hand, leading him to one of the private booths lining the inside of the old expo building that had been converted into a rave club.

      *****

      March 2043

      What kind of goodies you got for me today, bro? Garret asked his roommate.

      Check this out, Brian said, clearing off a space on Garret’s computer desk. He laid a single pill on the surface.

      Seriously? What the fuck? One pill? Garret asked, annoyed as he picked up the little white pill that was no larger than an aspirin.

      Do me a favor, Brian said, laying a hand on Garret’s shoulder. "Make sure you have nothing to do for about thirty-six hours. And don’t

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