Enjoy chapter 1, please review. And for no reason, I am going to tell you that if you put eggs in the microwave, they will explode. Take it from me. I KNOW!
The deer was unaware of any danger; instead, she grazed peacefully along the edge of the clearing. I silently shifted my self for a better view. I licked my lips hungrily as I waited for the perfect moment. Just… more…step, and there! It was right under the tree. I slowly crept down the limb and prepared to attack when a loud voice blared over the forest, scaring the deer away. "Subject 17A! Report back to Base B, immediately!" I could hear the sounds of a helicopter flying overhead, looking up, I could see the helicopter, including the white coat leaning out, holding a megaphone. I hope she falls. I thought as I crawled back into the shadows. The message repeated again, only louder. "SUBJECT 17A! REPORT ACK TO BASE B IMMEDIATELY!" I let out a shriek and instinctively put my hands to my sensitive ears to block out the noise. Unfortunately, my hands were the only things keeping me in the tree. "Ouch!" I cried as I fell to the ground with a painful thud! Picking my self up, I headed to Base B.
My name is Subject 17A. My real name? I've gone through so much I honestly can't remember. Even if I did, I wouldn't use it. I've changed too much in the past few years it wouldn't make sense to use it. I am about fifteen years old, though I can't be sure. I live in a secret Laboratory, hidden in the mountains. It's actually one huge building, but they split into twenty-six much smaller building so it would be harder to find. The reason? It's all illegal. I walked up to the guard. "Let me in Thomas." I said. He narrowed his eyes at me. "Show me you're ID, or I will have to set the alarm and I will have to notify the authorities." I sneered. "You know it's me." He glared at me. "Me who?" I rolled my eyes. Amateur. "Cute. Let me in." I ordered. "Nope. Not without an ID scan." I sighed and held out my wrist while he ran some electronic object over it. He stared at the screen for a few moments until it beeped, then he smiled. "17A! Knew it was you! Come on in. But be quiet, they're having a board meeting of some sort." I smiled to myself. A board meeting, oh really? "OK THOMAS! I"LL BE QUIET!" I shouted, as I stomped my feet as hard as I could. He cringed and put his hands over his ears. I am known for my loud voice.
I studied the wall around me. When I first came her, they had been perfect white walls. I fixed that after a few months. Now they were dented with crayon stains. The people here may be cruel, but they aren't total monsters. They gave me crayons. "What are you doing? They're waiting for you!" One of the scientist hissed as he grabbed my shoulder. I growled in response. I saw fear flash in his eyes, but he hid it and led me down a hall way to white door, with perfect paint and no scratches. I must have missed that one. He opened it and led me inside. Inside was a long table, with scientists sat around the perimeter. At the head of the table, there was a large man in a pinstripe suit, smoking a cigar. He smiled, revealing his tobacco stained teeth. I smiled revealing my razor sharp teeth. He gestured for me to sit down, completely ignoring me smile. "Come, come, and sit. We can't start without you." He motioned to a nerd sitting in the corner, surrounded by electronics. The man nodded and began pressing buttons. Almost immediately, the Goldstein Industries logo popped up, and the fat man began to speak. " I am Jerry Goldstein. I am in charge of Goldstein industries. Our project began many years ago; we wanted to create the Ultimate Weapon. W e decided to try combining DNA. After 108 failures, we had one success. Subject 17A!" He pointed to me and everyone smiled and clapped, but it wasn't nice applause, like when someone sings in a show, it was more like when someone shows off some animal. They thought I was some animal. Ouch. "But the others… they died for a cause, they died for science, they died to benefit the world!" Everyone began cheering at Jerry's little speech. Except me. "They died to benefit your wallet." I muttered. No one heard me, which was probably a good thing. They would have beaten me for sure.
They showed me at least half an hours worth of pictures of all their failures, until the slide stopped on one picture, which appeared to be a man resting on a table. "What is that thing?" I asked/ ordered Jerry. He turned to me. "It's a new species. We found it unconscious and rescued it. WE hope to study it and possibly do another DNA transfusion." He explained. Two things went through my mind. One; they had already given me Tiger DNA; I didn't need to be anymore of a freak. And two; what did he mean, new species? It wasn't until I looked at the screen that I saw it was a live video feed, and I could clearly see a face with mandibles, reptilian-like skin, and a long forehead. It was the face of an alien.
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