The Fourth Subject

by Alexan Sylvana

What if not every child that Robert Leingod and the others chose to subject to Symbological Genetic Alteration was a perfect match, what if Fayt had a brother... No pairings decided as of yet, but possible slash, thus a T rating, to be safe. The story will start similar to the game, but will diverge later. All tenses fixed to past tense in previous chapters

1. Prologue

A/N: Okay, I know I forgot to do this for some time, but yeah let me edit in a small disclaimer;

-Ahem-

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Star Ocean 3, Star Ocean 3 is owned by Tri-Ace, Square-Enix, and anyone else who actually owns rights to it, I am just borrowing some of their plot to play with and right a story about.

Right, now that that is out of the way, carry on.

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Symbological Genetics Researchers Robert and Ryoko Leingod, Clive Esteed, and Jessie Traydor looked on as a female child lay, asleep, within a Genetic Alteration Pod. The computer screens showed a percentage that raised slowly, as the child's genetic sequence was scanned by the computer. Suddenly the screen flashed red twice, and began showing a second genetic sequence scrolling across it.

"Error, DNA compatibility is incomplete," a soothing feminine voice stated, "Subject 3 is only 83.49% compatible with selected Symbological Gene."

"What!? But how?" Robert asked, "We checked her blood against this gene already and the percentage was at 99.3 then."

"Subject 3's blood is compatible, however, Subject 3 is a chimaera, 45.23% of brain tissue, alone, is incompatible with the selected Symboligical Gene."

"Damnit!" Robert exclaimed, slamming a fist on the control panel, barely missing the keys.

"Calm down, Robert," Clive said, shaking his head, "We should have checked more than one sample, it our own mistake not checking Sophia more completely, but we will find another subject in time."

"Yes, dear," Ryoko said, putting a placating hand on Robert's arm, "Clive is right, we will find another child." Ryoko placed her other hand upon her abdomen, rubbing gently, "Perhaps our second child will match more completely.

Shock ran across Robert's face, as he paled. Turning to place his hands over his wife's hand, he sighed and closed his eyes.

"And so we submit our second child, who should be a blessing, to the damnation of being a human weapon?" He asked, rhetorically, before opening his eyes and giving a steely glance to the others, "So be it, our children may hate us in the future, but without them, there may not be a future."