I might be taking on too much but this'll be my third still active story, I just have this need to start new stories! Anyway I hope you enjoy:
Duncans POV:
I put on my goggles and carefully examined the beaker. "Hand me the benzyl cyanide." I said to my assistant Cody. He really is quite a doof but I can't help but feel bad for him.
"Here you go." Cody said as he handed me the chemical.
"Thank you." I took a dropper and ever so carefully tried to add a drop of the chemical into the blue beaker. I focused really hard because more than a drop could lead to a chaotic explosion.
"HEY BOSS!" Cody yelled. I jumped and the beaker almost slipped out of my hand. I scrambled around and luckily it didn't break. "Whoops sorry."
"Its okay," I fumed. "What do you need?"
"Uh...I forgot." I clenched my fist but then released it because I was still holding the beaker full of acidic chemicals.
"Okay, please, give me some space." I said with irritation.
"Sure thing, boss!" Cody tried to salute but he whacked his nose. "Umph!"
"Space?" I repeated.
"Oh, oh right-o, daddy-o."
I rolled my eyes and continued to try and carefully add the substance into the beaker. Slowly, a green drop went into the blue beaker. I sighed a sigh of relief but jumped again when Cody yelled, "Nice going boss!"
"Cody! Keep it down!"
"Right, sorry!" He whispered.
I rubbed my temples due to the growing headache, "Could you please get me subject number..." I looked around the counter top for the clipboard that had the list of subjects. I found it under some test tubes, I licked my finger and flipped through the pages. "Where is the father subject, with a mild case? Oh, there it is, get me number 43."
"I'm on it." Cody went down the elevator to find my subject. We were testing people to find the cure for altransmodulation. My mother had been diagnosed with it. It's beginning to become more common. Altransmodulation is when people start to mutate into creatures, the creature they become depends on who they are, the cause of this is unknown but other scientists are testing rats to find the cure. They are foolish, humans are affected by this, so humans should be tested. My mother is currently trying be cured. They have solutions to get rid of symptoms and some people have even been cured but people are becoming immune to the nonofficial cures so Ive decided to take matters in my own hands.
My mother has a small case, so far the only thing different about her is she has small patches of teal scales, but eventually she'll become a beast and she'll go where all the other beasts go, to the Stray Forest. There are electrical chain-link fences around the forest and meat is dropped in there every few days. Any beasts that escape are immediately killed. Beasts have no trace of human left in them, they become savage.
I have to find this cure before anything happens to my mom, she means too much to me. Just as I was finishing my train of thought I heard Cody and the guards coming up the elevator.
"Let me go! You freaks are sick! Testing on people is immoral!" Subject 43 said.
Cody is too wimpy to bring in the squirmy subjects so I have guards bring them in instead.
"Put him on the testing table, and strap him in, tightly." I ordered.
The testing table was white, as a matter of fact everything in this room was white, the walls, the floors, the counter tops, even my lab coat was a perfect bleach white.
After he was strapped into the table I tilted the table at a 45 degree angle so we could see each other at eye level. "Hello, subject 43."
"We have names you know, we have feelings too." He spat at me.
"Yes, and I have a feeling that your going to be able to help find a cure for my mom."
"I dont care about your mom! Testing on adults is one thing but your testing on kids too. Your a messed up bastard."
"Listen, subject 43, think of it this way testing on you gets me one step closer to finding a cure and not having to test on people anymore, so just shut up because no matter what happens I'm going to inject you with one of my solutions." I snapped at him getting sick of his rebel attitude.
"You do know there are other scientists that are finding a cure in a HUMANE way." This whole time he's had a smug look and he's been giving off an 'alpha-male' aura.
"I'm going to guess that you're the leader of all of the subjects, you're gathering them telling them not to give in to me, saying you guys will get out of here, well if you survive this injection, or if you don't turn into a beast after this injection then you can go tell your little group that no ones leaving until I find a cure."
I looked at his eyes, and they were raging with hate, "You're a wicked man, I can promise you, you will suffer, as long as you do this there will be a punishment, karma's a bitch."
"Yeah, whatever." I said as I rolled my eyes and injected him with what hopefully would be the cure. While I was waiting for his reaction to the chemicals, I looked over at the clipboard so see if I was low on subjects. "Cody?"
"Yes, sir?"
"Go get me a female, about my age."
"Should she be a beast or what?"
"No, I dont want a single trace of beast in her, find me someone really fit and healthy."
"Okey dokey!" And with that he ran off to go get me my test subject.
I got a sheet of paper and started writing down what was happening, "So far no reaction to the chemicals, heart rate is good, temperature is normal, medicine has no affect on patient...wait, what is that?" I looked at the subjects arm and a long row of bumps started to stretch across his arms and legs. He started to twitch and then started to move around violently. I started writing all of this down as fast as I could.
"You did this to me! This is your fault!" Subject 43 yelled as he started to form into a beast.
"Guards hurry take him away before he completely changes." I ordered. They rushed in and quickly carried him away as he started to grow claws and his hair started falling off.
"Your fault! Your fault!" He continued to shout as he was being taken away.
I looked down at my sheet of paper and crumpled it up and threw it in the garbage. I walked over to my whiteboard and wrote down the results, "Possible cure #62 is a failure." I wrote angrily. "Argh!" I shouted as I punched the wall. I pressed my forehead on the wall and breathed heavily.
"Um, boss?"
I looked at the elevator and saw Cody "What is it?" I said angrily.
"I just want to make sure that you approve of the new subject I found." He said timidly. I picked up the coffee that was on my counter top and responded.
"Yes, fine, lets go." I said as I walked quickly to the all glass elevator and headed down to the subject living quarters. "Where did you find her?" I asked as we walked down the hallway. The place where the subjects lived was almost like a prison except the walls were bright white, and their uniforms were white to match everything else. They weren't treated as badly as they get treated in prisons because we needed them healthy for the testing.
Except we need some unhealthy subjects for other tests. There were jail cells on both sides of us and as we walked past people yelled and cussed at us, some even spit.
"Your sick!" Was the most common insult thrown at me.
"Well, we found her jogging in the park, she was stretching and we did a background check on her and she's probably the most perfect in fitness terms and she has excelled academically." Cody explained.
"Hmm, okay where is she?"
"Uh...she should be right in here." Cody said as he sped ahead of me and pointed to the third to last jail cell on the left.
I turned to peer in the jail cell, "Well, where is she-" I dropped my coffee and completely messed up the last word in my sentence.
"What? Is she an okay subject? Her name is Courtney, she had a 5.0 GPA she has no health problems, she uh-" Cody rambled.
"Shut up...she's perfect."
I'm really excited for this story! I hoped you liked it and please review! and if it wasnt obvious altransmodulation isnt real lol its a mix between the words alter, transformation and module, which are all words of change or converting into.