Here we are. After a LONG hiatus , I'm ready to continue the story. This chapter will mainly be flashback. ENJOY! NOTE: Due to loss of files, and never being truly sure, what the f-k I'm doing with a computer, I am unable to fix mistakes in other chapters

Kevin got dressed and was ready to head out. After breakfast he met Amy at the front gate.

"You ready?" Asked Amy.

"As I'll ever be." Kevin replied.

Soon they arrived at the retirement home. Amy went up to the front desk and began to talk to the robot at the front desk.

"Hey, Amy." The robot said in a feminine electronic voice.

"I take it you're here to see your grandparents?" It continued.

"Actually yes. I brought a friend." Amy replied.

The machine quickly examined Kevin. "Mr. Braxton's adopted son? That's certainly odd." Said the robot.

"Granny and his dad were childhood friends." Amy explained to the robot.

"Alright, go on in. Just tell Braxton to make sure this boy doesn't turn out like the other one." Kevin was confused by this. "What did it mean by "the other one?" Kevin asked. "Didn't Mr. Braxton tell you? He has another son. He left town the night you woke up." Amy explained.

They soon entered Nazz's room. When Kevin entered he was shocked at what he saw. Kevin wasn't sure if the years had been kind to her, or if cosmetic technology was just that much more advanced. Nazz definitely looked older, but she didn't look much over thirty. Her blonde her was now much curlier, and she was much more tan. Nazz got up from the chair she was sitting in, walked over to Kevin, and slapped him straight across the face.

"Hello Kevin." She said.

"The hell was that for?" Kevin asked.

"WHY COULDN'T YOU HAVE LISTENED TO ME? WHY?" Nazz yelled.

"IT WAS A MISTAKE! HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW I WOULD BE FROZEN FOR FIFTY YEARS?" Kevin yelled back.

"THAT ISN"T THE POINT McCREADY!" Nazz spat.

"SILENCE!" Screamed a robotic voice.

"Amy brought Kevin here so we may rejoice his return. Not dispute over his disappearance." Out from the shadows, came a small tank-like machine. Through the glass frame, Jonny could be seen hooked up to electronics, sitting in a neon orange foam.

"Good god, Jonny what happened?" Kevin asked.

"There was… an accident. This machine… It was my greatest achievement, yet it cost me my entire life."

Flashback

January 4th-November 11th, 2027

The machine was designed to help people who suffered from paralysis and/or had neurological disorders…

We see images of Jonny and other scientists at drawing boards and studying reptilian animals.

The foam substance you see here is composed of what allows a lizard to regain lost biological material. We altered it so that it would be absorbed through the skin, and regenerate humans. But Soon I got obsessed with my work, became careless of safety precautions.

We see Jonny attempting to fix something, when he causes an explosion and is thrust against the wall.

I was paralyzed from the neck down, but thanks to Eddward Braxton's robots, I was able to complete my work via voice command.

We see Jonny ordering the robots to mix chemicals, operate machinery, and read off data.

Then it was time for a test run. I was so sure of what I was doing that I demanded I be the test subject.

We see Jonny arguing with other employees and then being lowered into the tank.

But… something went wrong. I'm… not exactly sure what it was. Soon I blacked out. When I awoke they told me that I had mutated. I was perfectly healthy, but at the same time my cells were breaking down so fast that if I ever left the tank, I would die in minutes. This foam is the only thing that allows me to live. Not a day goes by when I beg these people to put me down.

"What about you Nazz? What's happened to you so far?" Kevin asked. "If your asking why I still look so young, I developed a rare disease a while back. I no longer visibly age. I'll just look like this til' I die." All day they shared memories.

Later that night, something catastrophic happened.

Charles Elm Psychiatric Institution

A guard walked to the end of the hall, and looked into the cell, labeled "RICHARDSON, EDGAR"

Inside the cell, was Ed, his hair was long and filthy, in fact, the light ginger color had been dyed a deep brown with hints of gray, thanks to not taking a shower since he was 13. He was nearly 7 feet tall and wore one of those outfits you see the Halloween and Friday the 13th movies. All over the walls there were old newspapers showing the achievements of his friends, what happened to Kevin, and the people he killed. The photos of the people he killed all looked similar to everyone from the cul-de-sac. When the guard left, Ed used a slingshot, to throw makeshift explosives all over the cell blocks from his window. Soon a storm came and lightning struck metal in the explosives.

Since the concrete was old and worn out it could not withstand the explosion. Many of the inmates were set free. Nearly all of the guards were needed. With nobody able to stop him, Ed grabbed some stuff from his cell, picked the lock, killed another inmate and painted something on his (Ed's) cell door. He then ran as fast as he could, and used a guard's car to escape. An hour later, when S.W.A.T. had restrained the inmates, the warden rushed to Ed's cell. On the door, in the other inmate's blood, read: THEY SHALL DIE! The warden stared for a minute, then spoke. "Get Eddward Braxton on the phone…"

There you are. I appreciate the ONE reviewer, but I'd like MORE PLEEZ? This is my best work so far, so don't hate.