MEİSSA CHAPTER 1

 MEİSSA PART 1  

 
~ 28 January 2068 Saturday Evening 20:22 Place: Ankara ~ 
 
 A dark blue color city. Modern, an apartment that extends to the clouds, where apartments on every floor are duplexes. Timur Akçay is looking at the wall in his living room. He then opens the television news by moving his hand through the air, activating the hidden hologram on the wall. He listens to the news bulletin on TV with an attitude and a careful attitude in a reckless manner. Zenotashi, the robot that provides the main news bulletin, speaks Turkish depending on the location of the area where the satellite receiver is located. Thanks to the retro holograms on her, it looks like she's got a suit on her torso. Zenotashi: Hello everyone from a happy and snowy January night, dear Turkey. Ahh though, because of global climate change, snow is raining organically from America,or whatever (Laughter effect at the back) Dear audiences flew to Scotland for president ESA (Universal Non-War Treaty). For those of you who don't know, the ESA, the Universal Non-War Treaty, has been on the world agenda for the last 4 years. According to this contract, which will be signed by 76 countries that have survived in the world on the proposal of Switzerland and France, there will be no more wars in the world. Citing extravagant consumption water shortages and mineral worthlessness over the past 25 years, the two countries cited countries' forced alliances, adding that the country's budgets should not be spent on anything as unnecessary as war. Due to the intensity of the program, the President became the last country to sign the contract. Know... The Republic of Turkey has undertaken very important projects with the Sema Organization of Turkey (TST), which it established in 2034. With the Alparslan 1 Project, Orion detected some anomalies in the constellation, but had to abandon the mission due to lack of fuel and energy. In recent weeks, the President has been late signing the ESA contract, examining one-on-one signals from the James Webb 4 telescope to the American Telescope and the data collection station. Now we will make a live link to Scotland, the President of Turkey is about to sign the ESA contract... The Presidents of Turkey, Scotland, Switzerland and France appear on the screen. 
 Timur nervously strains his hand in the air and turns off the TV. You can't bear the end of the war with his father Timur, who appears in the back, can you? Timur looked at both hands with his eyes fixed to the edge of the wall on his knees before turning around; They think war is. It makes me sad, Dad. Alp Arslan, Timur, Sultan Mehmet, Mustafa Kemal... I don't know how many generations of grandchildren think this contract is justified. What is it, sir, that there shouldn't be a budget for defense? They take the phones out of our pockets, they connect them to our brains, they put the TV in the wall, but they can't afford to fight? They've got an Orion and An Orion! We're going to retire, are we? I'm over Palestine, I took a plane-fighting bullet into the rear propulsion engine of my F-36. I thought I could. I didn't open my parachute. The plane started spinning 360 degrees, and it made me dizzy. (Timur sees himself spinning 360 degrees with his plane for a moment) I wasted a few seconds, and if I hadn't lost those few seconds, I'd have had a chance to pull that parachute arm. And my spinal cord onion wasn't going to break down. Timur: I was 4 years old. I remember the dream sparkler, my mother and I came to the hospital. Uncle Mehmet was in the hospital, running around. Yusuf: My treatment lasted 12 years. Twelve! Timur: But you did it? Yusuf: Thanks to you, my son. Timur: It was your perseverance, Dad. Joseph nodded slowly to the right and left, saying: No... Every faller needs a helping hand, Timur. Your uncle Mehmet, then your mother, and then you held it from the hands of the air force soldier who fell that day. You brought me to life. Timur put his own hands on his father's own knees and said, "What will I do if you leave, Dad? He said, "Is that why you have never been married?" Timur laughed: the right person didn't come. He said: 'Don't I know what a mother's lamb you are:) Timur: Either I'm a captain of the air force, they even taught me how to use a spaceship because they said protocol, how many people came and went at my disposal and still say mother's lamb? Kissing Yusuf Timur's head: My son... You're lucky the people under you, you held each one of their hands. Timur: I was at those astros, but. Yusuf: They are right, Timur. Our planet is ext. (Sighing) Timur, like me, said: "What kind of promise is that, Dad? You know how they said 100 years to have a human lifespan so my mom could get shot in with those Russian-made serums that got? Yusuf: I don't believe in science, I mean Timur's mother, quietly: Oh my god! The biologist and also the Astrologer Action Lady tells you not to hear you and smiles Yusuf: I am sleeping. Come on, good night. Timur: Good night, Dad. Joseph slowly moves up the stairs. Timur comes to the edge of the window and opens the curtain on the 43rd. He's watching from the floor. That's when he sees a star shift in the sky. The shooting star is reflected through Timur's blue eye. Timur heads to his room. At 6-foot-10, he walks down the aisles of the upper floor of his house, enters the sink, staring into his light sky blue eyes in front of the mirror. He filters himself in the mirror. He then extends his long thin fingers towards the toothbrush. The moment he holds his toothbrush, he thinks of the joystick of the F-40 he used to use. As soon as he lifts the modern faucet button, the control buttons of the space shuttle he uses appear in front of him. For the last four years, Timur has been wondering if he's going to be taken away from his profession. The president signed the ESA contract late because he was closely studying space studies, but it was time. At that moment, a phone SMS call to the neuron chips in Timur's brain sent a message notification to his permanent cornea. Timur, who projected the message in his eyes with his hands into the digital mirror, had received the news that he was waiting. The message read: Turkish Air Force Command- Captain Timur Akçay, in accordance with the 2064 ESA Convention, bring your uniform and military ID to the THK (Turkish Air Force) building in your district until January 30, 2068 and sign your pension agreement. Timur wiped the message from the moon with a heavy movement, wiping his hand in the air. The silver fighter jet on the ring finger takes off its embroidered ring, leaves it in the sink and gets out of there. The ring is reflected in contrast in the mirror, the light of the LEDs around the mirror hitting the ring, then the mirror, and then the wall, reflecting on the fighter jet on the wall. Then a human shadow covered the plane shadow on the wall, which was the shadow of Timur's mother, Eylem. He took off his action glasses with one hand and took the ring with the other. His mother understood. You could see desperation and remorse in your face. Timur went into his room, closed the door quietly. He looked at the picture of the Army standing in the old frame next to his bed. He lay pale on his bed. He fell asleep quietly, Timur. Timur's window was modern frameless and consisted only of glass. The city lights outside illuminated the snow flowing from the sky. The snow was great. The dark blue sky was a bit of a choking one. The snowflakes, big and small, falling from the sky, seemed fascinating. But they weren't natural, they were artificial snow produced by the American-made CR-60 at an altitude of 60 miles above the ground, when the celestial body converted the rays from the sun into energy. At certain times, it came to certain positions in earth orbit, making snow fall on the earth. Even Adana. However, some anomaly rays obsoleted this spacecraft. The paint on it was distorted, albeit millimeters, floating into the dark void of space. Some of the stains were melting in the atmosphere. January 5th, 2063. Timur was in the skies with the BRN-30 aircraft in a joint operation with MIT. After slowly raising his altitude, he put on the oxygen mask. On the BRN-29, which was just to her left, the brunette, who had long caught her attention, looked at the skinny, constantly smiling girl. He smiled and continued to increase his altitude. She smiled, too. Timur made the radio announcement after dropping the invisible drones under his plane; Timur: Nest, this is Alpha T. I'm returning with the package dropped. Slot: Roger Alpha T. Nest is waiting for you. Timur: BRN-29, I'm doing a rotational manoeuvre. Timur was about to make the biggest mistake of his life. He manoeuvred without waiting for the pilot's command to "Roger Alpha T. Beta M. descending", causing the two planes to crash into each other. The BRN-29 had a problem with the communication and rescue parachute. Timur's plane crashed, shattering the main window of the BRN-29. The edge of the female pilot's oxygen mask was worn by the BRN-30 wing, tearing the edge of her lip. The wing then smashed the engines behind the BRN-29. Timur's wing was also severed. Timur's plane was turning 360 degrees, and as it lost altitude, the rotational speed increased. The scene that came to Timur's eye was actually happening. He went through the same things his father did. As soon as the BRN-30 hit the ground quickly, Timur jumped out of his bed, gasping for breath and sweating. He occasionally dreamed about the essential event he was going through and remembered it over and over again. In fact, Timur pulled the lever under his seat and threw himself off the plane. He landed unscathed with his parachute. But Beta M. was trapped in the wreckage and dead. Timur's stagnation in recent years was that he felt responsible for this accident and beta M.'s death. Timur was not in trouble because of a technical error on BRN-29. But ever since then, he's been afraid of the sky. He didn't want to fly again. And when he flew, he wasn't comfortable. When he woke up, he saw it was 6:29 a.m. and turned it off before the alarm went off. He went to the bathroom and washed his face. He looked at himself in the mirror. The water and sweat that was coming out of his face was dripping into the sink. He didn't even realize his ring wasn't there. As soon as Timur lands in the kitchen, he sees his father in the kitchen. Timur: Have you just woken up? Yusuf: I couldn't sleep. Timur: Why? Yusuf: My stomach is like bad. Timur: Always for eating from the outside. Timur proceeded towards the refrigerator, and when he clicked on the black hologram twice, the hologram turned into a transparent curtain. The next time you touched the hologram, the curtain disappeared. He took an apple from the fridge and turned to his father, saying, The healthiest are natural foods. He shows the apple and then bites it. When he turns around, his father collapses. He was obviously having a heart attack. Timur heard his father collapsing and turned around and when he saw his father on the ground, he dropped the diamond. Timur ran towards his father: BABA? Yusuf holds Timur's wrist tightly. He was struggling to breathe and pushing. It was red. Timur froze like he forgot what to do. Yusuf knocked down his head, which he lifted with his last power, and slowly dropped Timur's wrist. Timur cried out in pain; TO THE FATHER!! 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 

Chapter 1. End. 

 
 

 
 

By, Creator: Emir BAKIR 

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