Hello, and happy October first. My favorite month. Well, here is the next. And finally, the actual gargoyles!
Disclaimer: Don't own!
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Christmas. The season for friends and family. Time for celebration.
Bullshit, Jacqueline thought as she watched the Christmas shoppers from a ledge. She never had been one for the holidays, but this one hurt. She was still a missing person to her family. She had not called and let them know what happened to her. Mike was excited about Christmas. She remembered the conversation that morning.
"Aren't you going do something for Christmas?" Mike asked as he flipped the steaks frying on his stove. He waved the fork in the general direction of his apartment. "I've got all my decorations up."
"No, I'm not," Jacqueline answered. She took plates from the cabinet and placed them on the tiny kitchen table and pulled her own raw warm steak from the microwave. "I have no reason to celebrate Christmas."
Jacqueline snarled and spread her wings. Mike had left that afternoon to spend the holidays with his family in upstate New York. She had stayed behind, though he said that his family owned a lot of land and a hidden cottage. She could stay there and have a brake.
She declined.
As she flew around the city it began to snow. It was a rather beautiful picture. The lights just coming on and the sun just setting. She just flew on headless and soon came to an area that was familiar. She back winged as she recognized the building. Her fur stood on end with fear. It was the place that she had been turned.
It may still have old foot notes.
It could offer a better chance for a cure.
She shoved the fear aside, and swooped down on the roof. Extending her fists and bracing herself, Jacqueline pile drove through one of the boarded-up windows. Wood splintered and squalled, she clipped a wing on something, and went tumbling across a dusty floor. When the world finally stopped revolving. She shook her head and began to search around. She came upon a scent, so familiar. Medicinal. Chemical. She knew where she was. In the lab, the hated room with the Lexan enclosures. She stared at the mess, then moved to the dusty computer.
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Whole blood platelet aggregation in human and animal : A comparative study. The many samples and test have been recorded. Some failed. Only when added into one another carefully can the cells survive. Then by adding thrombin can the three different cells emerge as one new cell.
This study measured platelet response to six agonists in human blood. Used whole blood impedance lumi-aggregometry to measure platelet aggregation and ATP release in blood samples from fruit bats (n 25),electric eel (n 15), and large cats(n 60). The agonists were collagen, ristocetin, arachidonic acid, protein. Results. A chemical compound nucleotide released energy for cellular reactions. Converted to ADP then to one single mutating strand of DNA. Add this to pure human DNA the results was one single mutation.
Ristocetin added to cause platelet agglutination. Collagen from the fruit bats in fused into human structure.
Collagen gave wing structure and but also an ability to fly under own power instead of merely gliding.
Protein from the electric eel to form ion channels to provide the energy needed to fly.
Regular large feline DNA plus extra added Arachidonic acid to prompt extra desire in meat. Plus gave the form look of humanoid cat.
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Jacqueline looked up from the computer. Now she understood what was used. Though how she and the others survived the change she had no idea. Half the agonists were toxic.
She scrambled around for disks to load the information. It took half an hour of shouting, cursing and coaxing to get the disk to download the files. It was colder and though she could stay all night without the cold or the dark bothering her, she knew that the tests that she wanted to run would not survive in the cold. So climbing out of the hold that she had made, she took off, the disk in her pocket of the old torn jeans she wore.
She wasn't even close to the apartment when she picked up the same scent of leather and concrete. She looked over her shoulder and saw three creatures following her. Jacqueline let out a sigh. "It's just one of those days…" she mumbled. She sped up her, ears chocked back hearing them do the same thing. She flew straight at a building. In her younger reckless years she used to play this game with her brothers. Of course it was in cars and not in the air.
She flew head on and with a quick turn of her wings she shot straight down. She flew down straight, her body so close to the building that her fur brushed the glass. Jacqueline kicked her left hind leg out and shot away from the building. She hovered in the air looking up at the three creatures. Two she recognized as the small olive green and the brick red one. The other was a bit more round and was a teal like color. The green and the teal had crashed into the building but the red one had pulled out of the crash and was now heading toward her.
Heading right at her.
Jacqueline let out a snarling yelp and took off again. She pumped her wings hard and lead the red one on a great aerial chase. The whole thing lasted about a good thirty minutes. Jacqueline began to get over heated. Her mouth opened gulping the cold air. Her wings were aching and she began to slow. Jacqueline looked behind her and saw that the red one was coming up closer. Anger and annoyance faded as fear took over. Her ears pinned back in fear and she pushed herself even harder.
She turned and headed to Central Park. She dropped down and flew over the lake skimming so close to the swimming pool that she could feel the iciness of the air above it. Her wing tips hit the icy water and she lifted up, or tried; her wings began to give out and she began to drop back down. She looked over her shoulder to see him gaining on her. When she looked again in front of her she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. She then was caught by the red. He had pushed for more speed and when she had faltered he caught her by her waist. She struggled against him, her wings flailing against his. Her mind was clouded with fear. A flailing wing caught him in the face and his grip loosened for a moment.
She began to slip free. But her struggling had him waver in the air and they crashed into the snow cover grass. The hard crash sent both tumbling and into some thick brushes, knocking Jacqueline unconscious.