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Dr. Joseph Bernard finished cleaning his lab area. At the rate the company was going for the opening stages of Project: OM3, he would fall behind quickly. All together there were five Project OMs, each with a different set of conditions. His Project, OM3, was to find one of the few people left from an Earth bound experiment from almost three centuries ago, and use that person as the Project's subject. So far he had had little luck.
He knew Aimee had had five illegitimate children, each more hidden than the one proceeding it. What's more is that he also knew that the last was fathered by Andi. He had tracked that child down.
Later he had discovered Amy nine and Andy One had gotten together, and had a child. Those two children had somehow discovered each other and kept the 'A' DNA pure for a third generation. Something none of the other second generations, halves or wholes, had been able to do. Of Their five children, three had never married, a fourth ended up married to a barren wife, but the fifth had managed to marry someone who had the blood in him.
So it had gon on, but there's where it stopped. The last generation, a girl, had give birth, and let her baby go up for adoption. He had tracked down the child, and even got a blood sample, but the girl had not had any speck of altered DNA in her.
He had gone back to the hospital records, to see if the children had been switched. Now he was stuck with getting DNA samples of 25 three year olds, and procuring the right child within a month. ARGH!
The others had it easy! Project OM1 was being done with the founder's son. OM2 was being done with a colony knowledgeable of the experiment, but the child unknowledgeable of it. OM4 was being done with neither the colony nor the child knowledgeable. OM5 was top secret, but he suspected it was going being preformed on Earth. OM6 was being done with the scientist's own GRANDSON!
He set out to see his first child on the list. A female, by the name of Uriana Thulk. Hers was easy to obtain. As he left the hospital, he thought, I don't believe it's her because the heightened strand of DNA could have taken the pneumonia down to a cold or flu, even though it was diluted. He was right, it wasn't her.
Ten days passed, he had seen five children. Twenty days passed, he had seen seven. Then a calamity struck the colony he was on. A bomb had been planted in a residential area. The same area where the eighth child had lived. Joseph went to see if the child had survived anyway. He spoke to the police officer in charge of connecting victims to family, and the living to the dead.
"Yes officer," he said softly. "I'm looking for my niece, and her family. I didn't raise her, but she's all the family I had, her and her family."
The cop looked disinterestedly at the man in front of him. "Can you tell me the name of you niece or her husband?"
"My niece's name was Maria Andrea Sanchez," he said from memory.
The man looked down at the list his eyes looking for Sanchez. The man raised an eyebrow. "Both Sanchez's were found dead, however the child, a little three year old survived. Would you like to care for him?"
Joseph nodded, not knowing what he would do if it was the wrong child. The officer motioned to a lady from the child services standing near by. "Mam, this is the Sanchez boy's uncle. He's willing to take the boy off your hands. Sir, this is Ailonca Yothod, she's the representative from the child service's department," the officer introduced them. Then he went back to reading the sports page of the paper, and the coffee and doughnuts sitting by.
Dr. Joseph Bernard finished cleaning his lab area. At the rate the company was going for the opening stages of Project: OM3, he would fall behind quickly. All together there were five Project OMs, each with a different set of conditions. His Project, OM3, was to find one of the few people left from an Earth bound experiment from almost three centuries ago, and use that person as the Project's subject. So far he had had little luck.
He knew Aimee had had five illegitimate children, each more hidden than the one proceeding it. What's more is that he also knew that the last was fathered by Andi. He had tracked that child down.
Later he had discovered Amy nine and Andy One had gotten together, and had a child. Those two children had somehow discovered each other and kept the 'A' DNA pure for a third generation. Something none of the other second generations, halves or wholes, had been able to do. Of Their five children, three had never married, a fourth ended up married to a barren wife, but the fifth had managed to marry someone who had the blood in him.
So it had gon on, but there's where it stopped. The last generation, a girl, had give birth, and let her baby go up for adoption. He had tracked down the child, and even got a blood sample, but the girl had not had any speck of altered DNA in her.
He had gone back to the hospital records, to see if the children had been switched. Now he was stuck with getting DNA samples of 25 three year olds, and procuring the right child within a month. ARGH!
The others had it easy! Project OM1 was being done with the founder's son. OM2 was being done with a colony knowledgeable of the experiment, but the child unknowledgeable of it. OM4 was being done with neither the colony nor the child knowledgeable. OM5 was top secret, but he suspected it was going being preformed on Earth. OM6 was being done with the scientist's own GRANDSON!
He set out to see his first child on the list. A female, by the name of Uriana Thulk. Hers was easy to obtain. As he left the hospital, he thought, I don't believe it's her because the heightened strand of DNA could have taken the pneumonia down to a cold or flu, even though it was diluted. He was right, it wasn't her.
Ten days passed, he had seen five children. Twenty days passed, he had seen seven. Then a calamity struck the colony he was on. A bomb had been planted in a residential area. The same area where the eighth child had lived. Joseph went to see if the child had survived anyway. He spoke to the police officer in charge of connecting victims to family, and the living to the dead.
"Yes officer," he said softly. "I'm looking for my niece, and her family. I didn't raise her, but she's all the family I had, her and her family."
The cop looked disinterestedly at the man in front of him. "Can you tell me the name of you niece or her husband?"
"My niece's name was Maria Andrea Sanchez," he said from memory.
The man looked down at the list his eyes looking for Sanchez. The man raised an eyebrow. "Both Sanchez's were found dead, however the child, a little three year old survived. Would you like to care for him?"
Joseph nodded, not knowing what he would do if it was the wrong child. The officer motioned to a lady from the child services standing near by. "Mam, this is the Sanchez boy's uncle. He's willing to take the boy off your hands. Sir, this is Ailonca Yothod, she's the representative from the child service's department," the officer introduced them. Then he went back to reading the sports page of the paper, and the coffee and doughnuts sitting by.