"Sir, we need you to sign off on the papers for patient Smith..."
He turned, his lab coat flying around him as he did. He glared at his assistant, a measly girl who attended the academy during the school year, but was currently working part-time as a secretary at Happy Volts. She stood idly, holding a clipboard, trying to keep her eyes trained on him rather than the corpse he'd been working on.
"Yes… yes," he agreed, approaching the girl, ignoring her flinch and the steps she took to get away from him. He grabbed the clipboard from her, lazily scrawling out his signature at the bottom where indicated, before tossing the pen to her and turning back to his work.
"Leave me now, girl. Away with you!"
She shot out instantly, reminding him of a startled fly. Regardless, he paid no mind to her. He had much more pressing matters.
Lowering the syringe to his patient's arm, he inserted it and pressed in the substance, holding his breath as he waited.
Nothing changed.
Nothing changed, with his first human experiment. Frustrated, he withdrew the syringe and launched it across the room, sickened by the mere sight of it. He'd have to start all over again; with insects, deer, rodents, before building up to a human. Sinking to the floor, he held his head, overwhelmed. He'd worked so hard to get to this point…
He froze when he heard the first curious, questioning sniff. Followed by a growl, and then a low hiss. Looking up, he broke out into a beam when he saw his creation rising, looking around, exploring the foreign environment.
Life.
The creature's growl of anger was drowned out by his crazed laughter. He'd done it.