Prologue

"Before we begin, is there anything you might be concerned about Mrs. Reynolds?" The doctor calmly asked as he slipped on his gloves and his assistant tied back his gown. It was a small room with no windows and only one light. Basically what you would call a normal, dreary hospital setting.

"I just want to know if there is any chance that it might not work." said a woman in her early thirties who was dressed in a hospital gown lying on the table. She was Kathy Reynolds; her husband was next to her holding her hand. They hadn't been able to have any children of their own and felt like adopting wouldn't feel right because they would never have that parental bond that other parents shared with their children. So they had opted to let scientists use their medical research to clone her. This was a big step in genetics because this would be the worlds first publicly cloned human.

"There is always a slight chance, and since she will be identical to you in every way, she won't be able to have children of her own one day, same as you." The doctor said, matter-of-factly. He didn't say what he thought to be the truth. It most likely wouldn't matter anyway because she would be shunned by society for the rest of her life. He knew that with all the controversy this would cause, being the parents of the world's first cloned person would never be easy. Neither would being the first clone.

She gave the okay, and he proceeded to give her the sedatives that would stop her from feeling any pain throughout the operation. It wasn't a long one so there was no need to give her any anesthesia. Using an ultra-sound they found the uterus and injected the egg cloned embryo into her.

A few hours later the drugs wore off and she was able to leave. By then the press was swarming outside the building ready to explode with questions for the parents that carry the world's first cloned human being. It was mid afternoon in the city of New York outside the medical research building and the sun was covered with dark clouds. They had a police escort leading them to their car as many violent protesters shouted and paraded their signs proclaiming that they were tampering with god's creation. The car pulled away slowly and as they departed from the mob, her husband Rick asked her if she maybe thought this was a mistake.

"I'm honestly not sure." She admitted "but I pray to god it wasn't"