Title: Cells
Words: 51
a/n: Sorry about not posting yesterday, my schedule ended up a bit messed up. Though my day did happily end with me dressing up as a conspiracy theorist (me + all black outfit + really thick conspiracy theory book + tinfoil hat +...math class?) It was fun :D Anyways, onto the fic!
They were sick. Their cells were the problem.
They told their bodies to destroy themselves.
They found a solution. Their cells held the cure.
They healed the impossibly irreversible damage.
Ambitious scientists looked to destroy. Their cells held the bomb.
They were primed to explode, ignorant of who held the detonator.