Two months has passed since Doctor Angelica Brandon discovery. Yet, we find her still working for Dr. Washington and helping Oasis. Within those two months Dr. Brandon has taken it upon herself to help Oasis find a path in life. She has been giving Oasis a comic book periodically. Comic books such as Superman, Batman, Siderman, X-Men and so on. She even gave him a comic about a strange Cop that can eat anything and tell you where it came from, how it was prepared, what ingredients was used, and everything about the person who cooked it. It was a comic book named Chew.
Dr. Brandon tried all kind of ways to get Oasis to embrace the idea of developing his gifts. She even discussed it with him in their sessions, which were held three times a week. Monday, Wednesday and Friday’s were the days the two met. It was a Friday session that Dr. Brandon decided she was going to bring up the idea of him using his gifts to help those who needed it.
Dr. Brandon took her familiar walk from her room to the hallway, down the stairs, through the foyer, through the kitchen, then down the stairs leading to the basement. Stopping at the end of the stairs to gaze upon this big blowfish swimming in the wall fish tank. She then proceeded to walk in to Oasis room, greeting Oasis with a, “Good afternoon Ace.” Oasis replied with a, “Hi, I take it you slept well?”
“Thank you, I most certainly did. I take it that you attempted with no success,” said Dr. Brandon.
“You are so completely correct with that assumption Doctor,” said Oasis.
“How did you like the comic Chew I gave you?”
“It was extremely entertaining. I mean, a story that is truly unconventional. A person that can get psychic impressions from the things he eats. However, I must ask why have you been giving me these comics? If I didn’t know any better, I would say you are trying to influence me to, perhaps follow in the path of the Heroes in these comics.”
Dr. Brandon, with an enormous smile on her face, illuminating admiration with a resounding clap of her hands, responded to Oasis question and statement. “Yes, wouldn’t that be an amazing adventure for you to partake. Don’t you agree?” asked Dr. Brandon
“Well, actually, I think the idea of me becoming a super hero is, no offense, absurd,” replied Oasis.
“Why do you say that,” asked Dr. Brandon
“First, they are made up stories, to entertain. Second, the way and how they ascertain these powers, or abilities, as I like to call them, is completely and utterly ridiculous. The only one that made sense was Batman and that was because he had no special abilities.
“What about Magneto’s power from the X-Men? He even has a similar ability to the one you possess.
“Yes; however, he supposedly received his ability through mutation. Gene mutation to be precise. Which when you study genetics, you will find that gene mutation can only affect a
person’s appearance. It can’t give a person special abilities from the rest of civilization. It can’t give you the ability to fly or cause a card to burst in to flames. It can’t help you break down your molecular structure so that you can transport yourself from one place to another.”
“Then how do you explain your ability?”
“I can’t. But, I will keep trying to figure it out.”
“Do you think it came from God maybe?”
“That’s hysterical. That’s a good one doctor,” said Oasis with a laugh and a smile.
“For instance, let us take what all the terrorist are saying. That God singled them out to spread a message. That they did what they did in God’s honor, In God’s name. Now, no matter what religion you practice, you are taught that whatever God you believe in is this all-powerful being that can destroy us with a blink of an eye. Yet, he is going to ask us to destroy our souls by asking us to kill people and ourselves. Allowing our soul to go to Hell, to save the many, when he cherishes all souls. I don’t think so. Why I have this ability, I don’t know. But, I don’t think God singled me out amongst everyone on this planet to give me an ability. I may never find the answer to why I am this way, but I won’t stop trying to find out.”
“Have you considered you might not be from this planet, like Superman,” asked Dr. Brandon?
“It has crossed my mind. However every test the Doc and I took doesn’t have any alien markers. I am completely human,” Oasis responded.
“Well, let me ask you this Ace. How are you going to find the answers you seek if you’re always cooped up in this room all the time?”
“What do you mean Doctor?”
“You see, there is this place where you can learn all about Genetics, Biology, and even learn how to separate and breakdown genes. A place where you can maybe get a better understanding of why you have this ability.”
Oasis gives a deep sigh as he looks at his shelf of books. Dr. Brandon notices the confusion with in Oasis face and addresses Oasis. “Not to mention, a library that has millions of books to help you along the way. It’s called, a University.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that Doctor. Too many lives would be at risk.”
“Look Ace, you can’t constantly live in fear of hurting people. People are in danger everyday just by waking up. You just have to learn how to calm yourself when things start getting out of hand.”
“And how exactly do I achieve this control?”
Deep in thought with Dr. Brandon wiping a string of hair behind her ear, she again looks at the wall tank. With a chuckle and a smile, she suggests to Oasis that maybe he can try looking at people as fish.
Oasis looks at the wall, which is a big fish tank, and locates his favorite clown-fish. As he watches it swim in a circle, he ponders on the idea of viewing people as fish. Then a big smile came upon his face as he thought of Admiral Ackbar from Star Wars, Episode VI, Return of the Jedi. He couldn’t help himself from laughing. Thinking to himself, yeah I can do this.
The following morning Dr. Washington walked from his bedroom, down the stairs and in to the foyer and proceeded to the kitchen. When he entered the kitchen, he was startled to see Oasis sitting at the kitchen table. Grabbing his chest with one hand and straightening his glasses with the other, he struggled to speak. After composing himself, he addressed Oasis, “What are you doing? You scared the beezeebies out of me.” “I’m sorry Doctor; that was not my intention,” said Oasis.
“Just not use to seeing another man in here in the morning that’s all. Why are you up here,” asked Dr. Washington.
“I believe it’s what people call, growth Doctor,” replied Oasis.
“Yeah, Dr. Brandon intrigued me with a place I would love to experience.”
“Oh yeah, and where would that be?”
“She called it a University.”
“What intrigued you about that?”
“And that is?”
Doctor Washington, whom was a little amused by this response, couldn’t help but smile. After a moment of he gathered himself and started pacing from the counter to the table. He starts mumbling words of such” “Okay, we are going to have to get you the GED test. You are going to have to take a placement exam.”
Oasis confused about what the Doctor was talking about he couldn’t help but to interrupt Doctor Washington’s train of thought. Therefore, Oasis erected himself in his chair and piped up, “Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you babbling about Doctor? What is all that?” Dr. Washington then stopped his pacing and looked at Oasis. Seeing that Oasis was truly lost by what he was uttering, he then addressed Oasis by saying, “Oh, these will be the things you need to be admitted.”
“Admitted?” asked Oasis.
“You do want to take classes, don’t you?”
“Classes?” No, no. I just want to use their books and maybe use their lab equipment.”
“Ah, it doesn’t work quite that way Oasis. You have to be a student at the University to have access to their libraries and labs.”
“So that means going there every day?” I’m not sure that’s a good idea Doc.
“Well, it is up to you Oasis. However, I think this would be beneficial for you.”
After stating that, he leaving Oasis to his thoughts. Dr. Washington started to walk to the counter where the coffee maker was and then stopped. Spent around and looked at Oasis with a puzzling look upon his face and asked, “How did you get out of your room?” “Seriously Doc? Hello, have we met? Can manipulate things with my mind,” was Oasis reply.
“Oh, right,” chuckled Dr. Washington.