Project Avatar 4

Hey everyone, I accidently wrote this part of the story in first-person mode, so from here on out, I will write this story in first-person style, if you all like it, I might write more stories like this, well everyone, enjoy. (And yes, I know it's a long chapter, so I know I'm pretty stupid for not noticing it after all this).

"Jenny?" Dorothy frowns at you, "She's asleep in the next room why?"
"I need to give her something," you pull out the Hypoinjector from your pocket, "It's important,"
she stares stared at the object with surprise. The instrument itself is little more then an injection system, ending in a blunt narrow tip on one end, with a small clear cylinder around the size of her middle finger at the other for the medication.
The entire apparatus is held up by handle at a seventy degree angle, positioned just below where the injector connects to the container, the trigger situated here to administer the contents.
A Hypoinjector
In the clear container lies the Avatar Serum. In this light, it looks vaguely watery, yet at the same time seemed to have the easiness of a gas. It glitters like a thousand diamonds in the summer sun as it dances around the cylinder, every so often turning a different colour. From grey to cobalt, to emerald, crimson, then back to grey again.
"What…is that?" she breathes, reaching out to touch the glass lightly.
"Avatar Serum," your voice becomes grim, "The final product of Project Avatar. All the effort of the last three years, in one eight centimetre cylinder,"
"Project Avatar?" her eyes snapp up to meet your yours, "That project CERN's had you working on?"
you nod, "And now, I need to…give it to Jenny,"
"Give it to…" Dorothy trails off as her eyes widen with realisation, "Oh no…You don't…you're not…You're going to inject her with it?"
"I don't have a choice," you hiss, "This is the best way to keep Project Avatar safe,"
To be honest, your making this plan up as you go along, your panic doused mind forcing you think outside the box.
"You're going to inject your own daughter with an untested serum that will give her the power of the elements?!" your wife gawps at you, "Are you insane!? Why don't you inject yourself with it?"
"Because if I'm captured, that's what they'll expect me to do," you scowl, "The Eastern Coalition is coming here because of me Dorothy. If they find me with Avatar Serum running around my bloodstream they'll try to extract it. The last thing they'll expect is if I gave it to my daughter,"
"And what about you?" Dorothy's features become confused, "Where are you going to be?"
You pauses, looking away from her slightly, the rest of your plan slowly coming to the top of your mind, "I'm…going to return to the Lab," you speaks slowly and carefully as the details come into view, "There's a prototype for Project Avatar there, The Zeus Serum. I'll inject myself with it, and then I'll go into suspended animation for a few weeks. If they discover me, then they'll think the Zeus Serum will be Project Avatar…if they find me that is,"
Dorothy frowns at you, "Daniel…why do I get the feeling…"
"Daddy?"
The two of you glance towards your daughter's bedroom. You smile fondly as it's owner peeks shyly into the main area from the doorway
"Jenny, Sweetheart…" Dorothy's voice sounds worried, most likely about how much the three year old has heard, "Your father and I are having a grown up conversation and…"
"No, it's alright," you smile as you gets down onto one knee, opening his arms to the small child, "Come here Jen, I need to give you something,"
Her young features brighten slightly as she runs towards you on her short legs, her long hair flying out behind her as she almost fall into her father's embrace.
"Do you have a present?" she asks eagerly.
you chuckles slightly, the laugh tinged with sadness, "Sort off honey," you hold up the Hypoinjector, "I need to give you this,"
"Ooh," Jenny's eyes widened in wonder at the sight of the container, her mind captivated by the dancing lights, "Pretty. What is it?"
"It's…a potion," You smile, "When you're older, it will make you…special,"
"How?"
"Erm…" You bite your lip, "Well…you'll be able to…do…stuff. Good stuff. Stuff that will…help those around you,"
"Will it hurt?"
You frown.
"No," you say finally, "You'll be fine, I promise. You'll just feel a slight numbness near where I inject you. Alright?"
"Are you sure?" Dorothy asks, watching you carefully.
You scowl up at her, before smiling down at your daughter, "So…are you ready?"
The child stars at the injector for a moment more, before nodding.
"Mommy says it's good to help people,"
"Indeed it is," you smile, "Just tilt your head to one side then Sweetheart. It will only take a second,"
Jenny nods again as she rolls her head up to look at her mother, smiling happily. A gesture, she only half heartedly returned.
Slowly and surely, you gently press the narrow tip of the injector against your beloved daughter's neck, your finger poised on the trigger, your thumb curled around the join between the instrument and the canister.
You pause for almost a full minute, your mind conflicted on whether you are doing the right thing...

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You pause for almost a full minute, your mind conflicted on whether you are doing the right thing, before you finally pull the trigger.
You hear Jenny gasp as the serum escapes it's glass confines with a hiss and a gurgle, her eyes widening to the size of dinner plates as the last of the product entered her bloodstream, the injector dying with barely a whisper as it's contents is depleted.
"Jenny?" you move back a little as your daughter turns to look at you, "Are you alright? How do you feel?"
"I feel…woozy," her lavender eyes are unfocused, dazed, "Sleepy,"
you smile, "Believe it or not, that's a good sign. Go to bed Honey, you'll feel better in the morning,"
You kiss her lightly on the forehead as she nods distractedly, before moving back towards her room with a slight stumble in her step.
"Is it a good sign?" Dorothy asks as you stand up, "Or were you just saying it to make her feel better?"
"No, it's a good sign," you sigh, "You're father predicted this would happen. Give her a few days, and she'll be as right as rain,"
"And what about you?"
you turn to her, your eyes taking in the mixture of fear and anxiety in your wife's features.
"I'll be alright," you try to smile reassuringly, "Trust me,"
"Suspended animation hasn't been perfected Daniel," Dorothy looks liek she's on the verge of tears, "People have gone blind in that ice cube maker some have even been killed! If that happened to you…"
Knowing your time grows short, you suddenly silence as your lips find hers, her body moulding against your own as it deepens.
"Dorothy," your voice is quiet as you brake apart, "If anything happens to me…"
"Daniel…"
"IF…anything happens to me," your are silent for a moment, "I just want you to be happy. I don't want you to be miserable just because of me. I want you to find a nice man, preferably someone Jenny likes, someone who will be kind to her…and I want you to be content," you quirk a smile, "Because if you don't, I shall come back and haunt you until you do,"
She smile weakly, "You better,"
You chuckle slightly, before kissing her gently on the forehead.
"I have to get back to the Lab and prepare,"
"Good luck," Dorothy whispers, hugging him tightly, as though afraid to let you go, "I love you,"
You smile sadly as you slowly detach yourself from the woman you love, backing slowly out of the door.
"And I love you," you whisper, "Take care of Jenny for me,"
It was only after the door closed that the tears began to fall.

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You sigh as you look around the sparkling white lab, your fingers doing last minute checks on the Stasis pod as you do so.
Three years.
This has been your home for three years.
All around you, test tubes are dotted here and there, each filled the same sparkling serums that made up Project Avatar, only they remain the same colour.
And on the desk nearby sits another Hypoinjector, sparkling quietly, ever so often changing from blue to red and back again.
The Zeus Serum.
And finally, sitting in the centre of the room, waiting patiently for you to finish your work, is an Antimatter bomb.
It had been one of your mother's creations, A bomb so powerful it would wipe Paradigm Labs from the face of the Earth. Because nothing clears the house at the end of a party, like one of your mom's home made Antimatter bombs!
Joking aside, even you are surprised at how small the thing was. On the outside it is a simple clear canister, kept steady by a metal ring around the bottom. The antimatter itself isn't visible to the naked eye, But you know it is being held in the centre of the canister by a magnetic field created by the magnets in the top and bottom of the container.
Your mother's research indicated that only a Antimatter bomb would be able to destroy your experiments. Of course I'd never tested his theory. (You weren't going to blow up Paradigm Labs just to see if you could,) All you knew was conventional weapons of mass destruction would only destroyed the containers, not the serums themselves. Antimatter is your only hope.
You sigh to yourself as you turn back to the Stasis pod. In theory, the ice cube maker as Dorothy calls it was designed to withstand anything the elements could throw at it. From energy weapons to lava flows. It had even been placed near a Antimatter explosion and had survived relatively unscathed. Of course the explosion hadn't been almost right next to it. Just…relatively close.
The pod beeps as it confirms the date that you want to awaken on: January seventh, 2100. With any luck, The Eastern Coalition will never find you, or the Avatar Serum.
But just to be safe…
You slowly pick up the Hypoinjector and pres it to your neck, visibly tensing as you empty the cylinder's contents into your bloodstream.
It's like ice is being poured through your veins, followed closely by molten lava. The world spinds slightly as the last of the Zeus serum enters your body, before the world rights itself, although your head still throbs painfully.
Stumbling over to the bomb, You check your watch, smirking slightly as you ready the digital display.
31/12/99
12:55 pm.
Perfect.
Cliché, but perfect.
Quickly, you set the time on the canister for five minutes, just as the building itself starts to shake.
You don't need to look outside to know the Coalition ishere, bombing the Outer Complex no doubt.
The light flickers green, before the blood red numbers started to count down.
5:00
4:59
4:58
You manage to smile slightly as you stagger back to the Stasis pod, lying back on it's vertical bed, slowly closing your eyes as the glass doors slid shut, the pod slowly easing down into the floor to keep the occupant safe.
you keep calm as the monitoring equipment comes over your eyes and hands, the cramped quarters slowly becoming colder and colder, freezing the blood in your veins, preserving your body.
"Goodbye Dorothy. Goodbye Jenny," you whisper as you felt your heart slow, "I love you,"
The controls on the pod turn green, indicating it's inhabitant to be asleep.