Boredom

What was Boredom?

Well, Boredom was something that was define that a activity or object had nothing interesting or thing that caught any ones attention. It could come so easy, and yet can be taken away just as fast. Of course, no one wanted boredom, which is why when the name was thought or said, it usually lead the person into a dreadful personality. Of course, at that time, it had claim another victim. And this new victim was Mona Lisa Hamato. She was a somewhat ordinary woman, her job having not much interest since it was a biological research facility, doing the same test and research on possible vaccines and maybe even cures for diseases. Some may look at this with a thought of the dreaded boredom or maybe just uninterested in it. While others saw and were thankful to the opportunities that facilities like this offered for the public, the United States, or even world. But this fact which she was semi aware of was not in her mind, no, the white, unblinking screen was her main priority. She sighed as she then type in another random code she had not tried for the DNA sequence, a hope to take a step closer in finding the cure to a disease, which all people where looking for. Though she was a small stepping stone in this process, her work was still important, weather it was with failure or success, it was important to the extent of knowing what will not work and would work for the desire affect. And true, Mona did know this, but it did not make this job, especially this part, any more exciting then it would have been if she were to have been a security guard in a town with no trouble.

'Actual, it would probably have more excitement then this' she thought a little bitterly as she stared at the stupid thing. Again, after a moment she was unsurprisingly met with another beep from the computer, letting her know it didn't work, once again. How she whish this day would end, she give anything for it to end, but it wouldn't, no, not in this life time anyways. She then look towards the clock, only 5 more minuets, just 5 more, long, agonizing minuets, and freedom was hers. As she turned towards the computer she then look down at her note book and wrote down the un successful combination and now set her mind to finding another possible combination that she had not tried, with the help of her notes of course. As her mind went to work, she was interrupted to the feel of a mans hand on her shoulder, she look up, shock and slightly fearful, but calm as she saw who it was. It was Professor Honeycut, he was the second in command of the science team, he was a old man. Not married, had no kids and no family, but despite his lonely life he was still one of the most kind and sweetest men in the world you could ever meet. He had old, some what grey and mouse hair that had natural curls in it. His face had enough wrinkles on it to make it clear he was in his early 50's late 40's of age, and had a pair of spectacles on his some what big nose, some what like hers glasses, but more of a old fashion that fitted him much better. But what caught her attention was his sweet smile on his face.

"Hey Mona," he greeted, Mona smiled as she return the greet with an echo of his.

"Hello, Professor Honeycut, I didn't see you there" she said, laughing a little as her heart once again calm at the now rather safe atmosphere she felt with the kind and old man. Many of the men and women on the science team were kind and nice, it was only the lead researcher – Baxter Stockman – who was a bit of a jerk. He was unbelievable self centered and the most arrogant jerk in this world and the next. A man she much rather not like to think about. And when he got mad or if a project didn't go as plan, he could make every 5 year old in the united states jealous with his little temper tantrums he pulled. Some time her and the team made bets to see how long he would act out after a project which they all knew would fail, though the doctor would never admit it, unwilling to think a single one of his formulas are wrong and that it must have been one of there faults. Sometimes it was funny, amusing, while other times it got rather annoying and sometimes upsetting. None the less, she was just glad he was not here today. Professor Honeycut look up to the clock, noticing she now had one minuet left.

"Why don't you go 'early', I'll punch out your card for you, I still have stuff to do but I think you did enough." He suggested, Mona gave him a unsure look.

"Are you sure? You know how much of an ass he can be if we leave early" she warn him, he laugh.

"I'll take my chance, beside, you did a lot today, I think you deserve a break" he reply, before Mona could decided against it, he snatch her time card and began to go to the freezer where he made sure all of their samples were in perfect condition and wrap tight so they didn't spoil or escape in some cases. She smile, now that she now realize the others were gone as well, he must have done the same to the others and let them off early. She smiled at his sweetness again as she began to pack up. She always loved working her, though it was sometimes boring, and the boss was a total ass, it still manage to have a welcoming atmosphere filled with relief and love. She wouldn't trade this place for any other place in the world. With a sigh she finish packing all of her papers before she then stood up and turned towards the door, of course she stop to turn around and give out a happy farewell to Professor Honeycut, who return it as she closed the door. Of course she also herd the warning of being careful since it was very dangerous at night. She of course knew of this, but it was nice to know he cared enough to remind her.

She smiled as she look down the streets. The air was a warm breeze in the late May season, only a week and some days more, and it would be June. She sigh a little sadly at that, it always got so hot here, and true she had AC at home thankfully, it didn't make things better knowing she would still have to walk in the horrid heat and sun. None the less, after seeing no one suspicious in sight she then began to walk down the street that would lead her back to her house. It was a nice 4 story apartment building that wasn't far from here. Nice neighbors, a nice place, and so close to her work she walk to it. She like to walk, and besides, it was only a few blocks to the west. A smile on her warm face as she walk home, having no fear what so ever. True New York was a dangerous to a inexperience person. But she been here since she was 13 and knew the place rather well. She had enough street smarts and common sense to keep her safe, and even then, she wasn't not a easy foe in a fight, she could guarantee you that. As she continued walking, she felt such confidence, she didn't notice a person across the street looking at her. she didn't notice that the street was empty except for her and the man, she was mostly alone as she walk, just as she got in front of a ally way she was distracted by the man suddenly yelling at her. She look up, shock and not at all expecting him to yell, knowing that it was not a good sign, since she had no idea who the man was, and also being now aware of the black ski mask he had on. being distracted by the quick approaching man, Mona thought of her possible options to escape this problem, but was however again surprise as a hand came out of no where and covered her mouth. She tried to scream but a cold blade of a knife to her neck kept her from doing any sort of attempt, she couldn't see the face, but by the fact the man now shut up and made a approach to them, with his body language saying he was eager and quick to get there to do whatever business that they plan to do, was a sign that this was a elaborate plan to catch her off guard, a part of her was mad that it work. But it was gone as the man that held her pulled her back, she almost gulp as she was then held still in front of 2 more men, and soon join by 3 who now stood in front of her. And worst of all, 2 of them where wearing foot mask, this was not good.

"Alright boys, let get to work" The foot ninja on the far left began as a hand came out towards her, she felt her heart beat in fear as it touch her bag, this wasn't good at all.

ALRIGHT NEW CHAPTER, I DECIDED TO REDO THIS, THE LAST STORY PLOT WAS UNSURE, I HAVE A BAD HABIT OF THAT, BUT NOW I'VE WRITED OUT THE STORY PLOT AND KNOW WHAT TO WRITE, SO I HOPE YOU ENJOY, AND THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING. UNTIL THEN, PLEASE ENJOY,

LOVE,

BLUE ROZE.