Bad things happen to even the most angelic of people. Two families lives are intertwined when one event suddenly changes the entire future of one boy. As he grows older he begins to understand that his life is made up of blurry spots and lies. From the recurring visions of a crying woman he realises the scientist woman is not his mother but why is she so kind to him when all the other "subjects" are treated like dirt. With every chemical fed to him he changes and begins to realise that nothing i
All the stars in the night sky couldn't have prevented this- this- atrocity. The giant, ugly thing that was rampaging through the city. From a large round head came a protruding snout which made an awful sound like a bear. Thick, long dark fur ran down it's body and long, sharp claws grew out of it's paws, or whatever they were. It's eyes had an anger within them that was unexplainable as it swatted the buzzing helicopters above like flies. As the creature stomped through the city, the screams and shouts below were barely audible to it as it crushed people, cars and whatever came into its way.
It was hard to believe that this disgusting, revolting, hideous monster was once a boy. A boy with a life and a family and a future, until that frightening day and that life-changing accident.
The helicopters swooped in from above, their guns pointed directly at the creatures skull. As the bullets shot out and the people of the city screamed and ran away from the horror, two scientists panicked. They both rushed around their lab, papers were strewn across the desk and test-tubes and agar jars were left on the working tables. Equipment had been stacked high in the sink and crumbs of quickly eaten lunch's and late breakfasts were scattered all around the room. The open laptop was left forgotten on the desk, the page of the experiment write-up still left on. For a lab, it sure was messy.
"You idiot!" Professor N Jefferson growled whilst carefully yet quickly pouring multi-coloured chemicals into test tubes and placing caps on them. "I told you not to! I told you! But did you listen? NO!"
Professor Nichole Jefferson was anything but your typical science geek. Long, luscious chocolate brown curls fell down her back and her skin was smooth and tanned from her latina heritage. Her beautiful dark eyes melted every heart and her tall curvy body had every geek in the building cowering in their lab coats.
"Oh shut your trap!" Professor P Jefferson retorted back meanly, shoving all the papers on his desk into his suitcase.
Professor Patrick Jefferson was nothing like his wife. Large, thick framed glasses stood on the bridge of a long pointed nose and his pale waxy complexion added to that science nerd quality he had. His hair long ago started to grey and the skin on his face was wrinkled like unironed clothes. The scientists of the lab had often wondered why the young mesmerising professor had chosen such an old fart for a husband. They argued as if they'd been married for fifty years not fifteen and he was at least ten years older then her or more however they had stuck it out together and not even the geeks of the lab were going to break them up.
The two professor's hurried around the laboratory, trying to get as much as their research and equipment as possible. After placing all the chemicals into the special made holders of her business bag, Professor Nichole Jefferson looked about her lab to see if she had left anything. In the lab there was nothing personal, no form of identity however her eyes came upon something close to her heart. She darted across the room and ripped the photo of the test subject off the cork board and stared at it. Test Subject 912 or Damien.
"Quickly!" Patrick grabbed her hand. Yanking her out the door and they both fled down the stairs.
Every scientist had been too busy to notice the two fellow professor's hurrying out the building. Some of them glanced at the TV but weren't too interested, ever since the new research law there have been many monstrous creatures destroying the city but the monsters would always be captures and forced into the large jungle that surrounded the domed cities. Every city was covered by a huge glass dome to keep out all the deformed mutations and monsters which roamed in the surrounding jungle. Each city was interconnected by a super highway where billions of hover vehicle would rush along each day.
In the reception there was a new batch of test subjects all being tagged with new subject numbers and being steralised ready for use. All of them were in their own small cages, some of them small children, some of them grown adults who were mentally insane or criminals. A group of excited scientists waited besides the new batch examining them and deciding which one they wanted to experiment on.
Nicole and Patrick rushed past and jumped into the waiting taxi outside.
"Another one of those freakin' experiments gone wrong, eh?" The driver grunted, driving out the gates of the car-park, glancing at them in the rear-view with his bleary, red eyes.
"It seems like it," Nicole forced a smile and tucked a loose chocolate strand behind her ear.
In the pocket of her laboratory jacket there was the crinkled, folded photograph of the boy who was now a monster, it was the one she managed to take before Patrick had pulled her out the door.
Trembling, she could feel the tears spring to her eyes but before any could escape she felt a nudge in her rib cage. Patrick glared daggers at her. Wiping the tears away quickly, she stared out the window towards the city. The night sky outside the glass casing was black and only one or two stars peeked out from the darkness.
She sighed, reaching into her pocket and stroked the old photo of the boy that was once hers. The taxi drove away as the monster destroyed the city, bit by bit, it hovered along the highway away from the monsters rage.