"Keon!" I awake to a distant voice and I struggle to make out who it is. "Keon get up! Change of plans! We need to head over there now!"
Oh! It's dad. He plans to take me to BRS so that I can see what he does. I hate even thinking about that place but since he's so enthusiastic about finally showing me what he does, I can't object.
"Hurry up Keon. They've obtained a Hypist and now my boss wants to fusion-clone as soon as possible. If you don't hurry up, we're going to miss what we've all been waiting centuries for!"
Quite frankly, I could care less about 'the big moment', but since it means something to my dad... it means something to me... "Ok, I'm getting up now!" I grunt as I throw some clothes on and then take the escalator to the lower sector of our facility. "Dad, I hope that you're rea-" I stop talking as I can clearly see he is ready and the only thing keeping him from going is me. Normally, he would be still eating breakfast or something, but when it comes to fusion-cloning, he might as well be a completely different person.
He's anxiously waving me on as he stands in front of our only way to The BRS, the portal gate. Portal gates are circular doorways and are rarely ever used for travel or quite frankly anything else. They're only used in times of emergency or for very highly classified places, of course like The BRS. The BRS is so highly classified that it's located in a completely different dimension. The portal gate is the only way to get there and to get back.
"It's about time! Are you ready?" He asks with a grin. I nod to dad as the escalator stops me at the lower sector. He wastes no time, quickly entering a few numbers into the portal gate and pressing the GENERATE button. Moments later, the portal gate is filled with what looks like a green-ish blue liquid and I take a step away from it in shock. I've never used the portal gate before but I've saw my dad step inside of this weird, eerie liquid everyday on his way to work.
"Now when we get there, just stay close to me."
I place my first foot inside of the portal gate and strangely enough, the eerie liquid isn't wet at all! It's just cold and sort of windy. Overcame my fear of the gate, we both walk into it and disappear...
For a split second, all I can see is the liquid all around me... engulfing me... And then we suddenly end up at The BRS before I start to freak out too badly. The building is amazingly huge; completely astonishing; unbelievably overwhelming! I start to journey off, looking at the different things that are in this new building.
Dad grabs my arm before I wonder out of his reach. "What was the last thing that I told you son... stay close to me."
I return to his side and finish examining the building. The building is covered with millions of windows and LOTS of Mechanical Cannon-Guards, but I just call them MCGs. Every single window is completely covered with something! Some are covered with Blockers and some windows even have to resort to using MCGs. But I wonder what this building's actually trying to cover up... And how much of it I can uncover...
The walls are a cherry-brown color and directly in front of us is a huge service desk. Also, there is a hallway on each side of the desk and the walls are white down these hallways. I guess that dad is as caught up as I am in admiring the building because at first, he doesn't see me staring up at him, waiting for him to take me where ever we're going to go.
He realizes that I'm looking and finally addresses me. "Oh, sorry... I'm like this every time I get here. Well, here we are... B - Research Station!" He grabs my shoulder and we begin walking down the hallway to our left.
The hallway is seemingly endless and consists of rooms on our left and right. The doors have windows and I stare into as many windows as I can as we walk by. "Dad, what's that?"
Dad stops walking abruptly; excited that I'm asking questions about his job. He loves to play Mr. Know-It-All whenever he has a chance.
"That's a human being, one of our oldest experiments. The department that I'm stationed in is called Fusion-Cloning Incorporated, or FCI. The department first started experimenting on humans around 2020. It was one of our first test subjects! And some researchers say that every one of us originated from humans. Weird thought, huh?"
I quickly continue walking so that we don't waste too much time just standing and talking. But I do start to wonder, "humans...couldn't have..."
We continue down the hallway, constantly passing room by room until we start coming to different types of doors. Dad swipes the card around his neck through the scanner near one of the doors and the light on the scanner turns from red to green. Dad opens the door; a room with a dark-brown wooden table surrounded by people in suits. All of them seated in blue business chairs, looking up to one man...
This man stands at the end of the table wearing an expensive suit. His suit clearly more expensive than the other people's suits.
"Dr. Briggs, you've made it! You and your son are just in time. Almost too late in fact!" The man shakes our hands and greets us with an excited smile.
My dad returns the smile "Dr. Jenkins... so... we're doing it today? NOW?!" He asks the man. Dr. Jenkins notions for us to take seats and we anxiously obey.
Dr. Jenkins cracks his knuckles a few times, takes a deep breath and then addresses us.
"As all of you very well know, this organization has been functioning for some time now. Our goal, which our founders thought was very farfetched, was to learn about every creature on this planet. But since then, the Biologics Research Station has grown beyond their wildest dreams! Our Fusion-Cloning Branch has been a huge help in doing so. After today, we'll not only know everything about every creature on this planet but every creature that ever existed."
The other scientists and members of the staff start clapping at how much of an accomplishment that is and dad and I join them. But the whole time, I can't stop thinking about how stupid this thing is... How big of a mistake this is... Everyone stops clapping and I'm so caught up in thought that I almost forget to do the same.
With a huge grin on his face, Dr. Jenkins and his ego approach a huge screen on the wall. "Earlier today we experimented with fusion-cloning a Hypist with our designated test subject and can conclude that the new creation would result in this..." He points to the screen, taking two steps back so that everyone will be able to see.
I gaze up at the screen in complete horror. The creature... it's an absolute monster... how could this organization be so proud to have created such a thing... Just then, I lose control. I can't put up with it any longer. I can't let these people give birth to such a beast! I stand up and immediately protest with my point of view.
"How can you do this!?! Just keep mutating our race! Even though we're not all absolutely flawless, that doesn't mean that perfection is so perfect itself! Look at the screen, how could you guys be so absolutely proud to be creating a creature like this!? You're not going to... I'm not going to let you do this..." I frown at Dr. Jenkins, trying to catch my breath. His eyes widen with disbelief and he returns my frown.
Dad jumps up; surprised by everything that has just happened within the last few seconds. "Keon? What are you doing?"
Dr. Jenkins' face turns red, infuriated by my actions. "Will someone call security! I want this stupid little kid out of here now!"
Moments later, two MCGs enter the room. The MCGs are very heavy robotic guards that actually look kind of stupid because of how heavy they are. They're so heavy that movement on their own is completely impossible. They move with nitrogen boosters that also bring devastating power to their attack cannons.
When they get inside, they speak simultaneously. "Yes, right away Dr. Jenkins." The machines approach me and start closing in; I just hold my ground and let them grab me. But I don't end there...
"What if it backfires!? What if something goes wrong and you can't control it!? Have you ever even thought about that!? Think about it, you're being really stupid!"
But Dr. Jenkins' frown slowly turns into an evil smirk. "Actually, we already have! Have you forgotten the creation of the Timeline? We've already looked into the future and there's nothing to worry about. Boy, this is the same organization that discovered an alternative solar-energy when the sun died out. I believe that we can handle something as simple as fusion-cloning." He then turns to my dad and confronts him. "Dr. Briggs, if you do not do something about your son, I'll make sure that you'll never be able to do so little as say the words fusion-clone ever again."
Immediately after hearing that, dad jumps out of his seat. "But..... Doctor...... Ke-....." He stumbles on his words, not knowing what to say.
All that my dad has worked so hard for is about to be completely stripped from him in an instance... All because of me! But I can't help it, they're about to make a big mista-. "AH!"
The MCGs grasp me tighter and the pain shoots up my arms like bolts of lightning to a tree.
"What would you like us to do with him Dr. Jenkins?" The metallic behemoths ask. Dr. Jenkins hesitates for a second and then the smirk on his face changes to a smile as he gets an idea.
He moves up to the end of the big wooden table, in front of everyone. "Everyone! Follow me! The moment we've all been waiting on..." The employees clap and cheer at Dr. Jenkins' proposal and immediately stand to their feet. I struggle and grunt as the MCGs escort me behind everyone else following Dr. Jenkins. We head into another room, a gigantic factorial-type room which looks like a completely different type of building itself! The room is dark; lit with green and red buttons aloft what seems like hundreds of machines and electronics. The ceiling is so tall that it's nearly impossible to find where it ends in the green and red darkness.
Everyone steps inside of the doorway and freeze while Dr. Jenkins heads over to one of the machines. "Many of you may have worked here years but have never been in one of these types of rooms before. This is the last fusion-cloning room that we shall ever use. This shall be the birthplace of perfection." He says with a grin before facing the machine once again. "Let the perfect being be born!!!" Dr. Jenkins declares, pressing one of the red, flashing buttons.
A huge machine behind us starts to rumble and moan while pictures of Hypists and their mutated-looking test subject are displayed on a monitor near it. A few people take a step back in fear of the machine. But I am left powerless to do anything but to feel the cold, solid grip of the MCGs upon me. Then suddenly, the screen turns black and a picture of the same horrifying juggernaut slowly fades into view. The employees begin clapping once again, cheering about how long they've been waiting for this moment.
But I can't help but let out a gasp. It's happening... I've failed... This monster is being created... "Oh no..."
The figure on the screen fades away and is shortly accompanied by the calming down of the machine. Dr. Jenkins turns from his machine to a big chamber in the middle of the room. "Behold... The era of perfection is now upon us!"
We all join Dr. Jenkins in his gaze towards the chamber; all of us anxious to see what will step foot out of this chamber. The door to the chamber slowly opens and smoke floods out of it to almost engulf the entire room. There is silence for a couple of seconds as we wait in anticipation. The smoke slowly starts to disappear to reveal...