Allister M. Jekyll
Log entry #12, 2010

It has been two years now since I've been this way, but I am so close to finding a solution to my great, great, great grandfather's work. With creation of a new formula, I am able to keep Nathan Hyde at bay, keep him from hurting people again. Nathan has such a sweet tooth that I have disguised this formula as a type of candy he can not resist, Atomic Fireballs, the only thing he'll eat that is sweet enough for him. Once he eats one I can have control over his actions. I find this as one step closer in finding a permanent cure. I just can't keep living this way, I must find help here in Manhattan. I believe I have found some one, he was the only one who took my test and pass it. He is a student at Tribbecca Prep and way to smart for his age his name is Justin Russo. I certainly hope this Russo wonder boy can help me find a cure for what is ailing me. I must go now, Nathan is coming.

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Allister closed his journal log and hid it for he could feel a sickness inside of him. He could feel Nathan coming and held at his stomache, feeling a change coming from the inside of him. His hair began to darken and slowly grow out and his deep brown eyes turn a mud black color. His posture soon changed as he hit the floor hard, with a loud thud. Someone soon stood up and slicked his long Jet Black hair back with his hands. Allister was no longer himself, he was Nathan Hyde now. Nathan left Allister's laboratory to the bathroom and looked in the mirror in front of him. Both him and Allister shared the same, smooth, soft, slender face. The only thing was that Allister wore small circular wire rim glasses. "I hate it when you wear those, you look like an uber nerd in them." Nathan took off the glasses and threw them to the side and reached for the hair gel in front of him. and slicked his hair back, giving him a wet look that was all unique and a style that made him attractive. "Now that'sbetter and man, I am one sexy thing."He said in his smooth yet deep, sexy tone of voice. A voice that only a black man could have, looking at his reflection in the mirror again and winked at him self. "So where are we now, I need to get my swerve on." Nathan reached for the daily paper, that had a young high school boy on the cover, holding a certificate he won from Allister's test, that was issued in the school. Above the article read, the Manhattan Times.
"So were are in New York, how nice. Just when will you learn, Allister. When will you learn." Nathan went back into the lab and saw his favorite sweet sitting on the desk by some news paper clippings. "I'll take these." He reached for the fireballs and stuck them in the pocket of his black slacks. "Oh this lab coat, will not due." He pulled it off and left the house a saw some young kid about his size with pretty nifty black sunglasses on and a black leather jacket."Now that will." As the young kid walked by Nathan shoved him into the alley. "Give me your coat and your shades, NOW." The young kid surprised him with a pocket knife in his left hand now.
"Oh a big boy, aren't we. I am so scared."
"You better be, I am armed," he said shaking a little bit.
"Oh no, what are you going to do, stick me with it,'' Nathan said sarcastically. He knocked the knife out of his hand and grabbed him by the coat, pulling it off of him, then the shades. "What's your name kid?"
"It's Zeke, please don't hurt me,"
"Thank you Zeke, I appreciate the gift." He patted his back."Get out of my sight, you make me sick. and thanks again." Nathan now walked off putting on the black leather coat, then the shades leaving Zeke shadeless and Jacketless and headed to the closest club he could find, one with some sexy girls perhaps.