Birth of Franken Sage

Welcome to Cell Land. The mosquito drone has carried the genetic “seed” for Arthomus and placed it into Heather’s blood stream. The characters are cells. Because individual cells are sexless, or most of them are at least, I will be using gender neutral pronouns. Even grammatically incorrectly.

Trouble is brewing in cell land, and the stage is set for a hero.

One day, the humble cell at the center of our story will come to understand things most cells do not. But for now...

In a part of the Pancreas known as Lorena by its inhabitants, a Cell is teaching its newly divided son about life…

“What? What is this place?” Inquired the new Cell.

Paladeus is excited at the opportunity to explain things to the newcomer. “Welcome, Arthomus, to the Body!”

“The Body, you say? How did I come to be? And how did it come to be”

Paladeus thought this cell might be a fast learner. He would not be proven wrong.

“In a sense, Arthomus, you have already been. As the body has always een. Yet you have only recently been as you are now.

You are of me, Arthomus! I gathered some extra proteins and created you by relinquishing a piece of myself. You and I are as identical as cells get.”

Arthomus Looked quite concerned with this situation.“And so I owe you my life?”

Paladeus: “No Arthomus… You…. Is Art for short okay?”

Arthomus: “Yeah man.”

Paladeus: “Art, you should know that all cells come about this life. It is really the body that you owe a debt too. For, without this body you would be the food of something bigger, as likely as not. But the whole can be so much greater than its parts.”

Art: “But where is this Body, Paladeus?”

Paladeus: “It is all around us. It is even you and I, as we speak. It feeds us and keeps us healthy”

Art: “How does it do this? And why?”

Paladeus: “Oh Arthomus, not even the length of Mitosis have you existed; and already you ask such questions as keep cells up at night! But no more inquiry for now. You and I have work to do”

Art: “As you say, Father.”