This is chapter three of this fic... which may soon get a name change seeing as I couldn't think up a decent one when I was upploading it. Oh well. I'll worry about that later. Anyways, chapter three opens up on more characters... don't worry, soon the plot progression will begin =P
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"Jason, come here and have a look at this." said a sickly voice. The voice belonged to Saito Koshonuo, an experienced scientist who had, until this point in his life, been a failure. He viewed himself as a very intelligent man, but something kept him from really reaching his goals - a lack of income. When a scientist can't pay for his research, it gets increasingly harder to continue. One day, however, three years ago..... Saito met someone who would prove to be very helpful to him - Jason. You see... not only was Jason a source of income... he was a test subject as well.
"Jason, I may have found the gene necessary for the first step in the process. I don't know how long it will take me to analyze this data by hand, however.". Saito's gaze didn't shift from the computer screen, although he adjusted his glasses - he hadn't taken a break from his studies for roughly 48 hours. Saito happened to get very involved in his work, something that Jason admired in him.
"Good... good.... at least now I can rest assured that my money is being put to good use for once... ah Saito.... you never cease to amaze. Get some sleep though, I don't want you passing out on the floor. Alright?" said Jason, a healthy-looking man. He trained a lot. Saito, on the other hand, spent most of his time preforming experiments in his home-made laboratory. "Perhaps some day... some day you'll be able to give others the same gift given to me.. boy, that would make us rich, wouldn't it? Imagine it all.. we could live on our own private island! We could relax..that would be the life."
"Yes, Jason, it would.". Saito wasn't impressed. "Now, if you are no longer assisting me, I ask that you leave me to my work. Good night." Saito replied.
"Fine.. well, good night man. Don't push yourself too hard." Jason insisted again. He grabbed his jacket and headed out the door, then pressed a button on his keychain. A noise was heard, and a black sports car's headlights suddenly came on. Jason opened the door and slid inside, and with that, its roared and the black car sped off into the night.
Back inside the laboratory, Saito still sat in front of his computer. He would not be going to sleep any time soon, if this latest experiment continued to lead to more evidence. This was almost a mystery, one that would go down in scientific history as one of the most ground-breaking discoveries of all time if it soon was solved. Saito laughed softly to himself.. slowly at first. After a few moments, it turned into something more evil... as if he was the villian in some low-budget drama film. He stopped himself, realizing how silly he was behaving. Nonetheless, deep inside, he was ecstatic. Perhaps soon, he too would be able to do what Jason seemed to do so well.
Jason had a power, and Saito knew very well of what it was. Jason could transform himself into.... well, into what Saito could make out to be some sort of half-human, half-jaguar creature. It seemed to Saito to be the 'holy-grail', if you will, of all scientifical research to be able to figure out the secret behind it. The only thing Saito wanted now was to figure out how it would be possible to transfer this ability to other human-beings... or, more specifically, himself.
Soon....I will be just as powerful as that money-grubbing loser... heh....
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Jason had inherited a fairly large sum of cash earlier in his life. He happened to be living very nicely at the moment, with an expensive apartment in New York - a penthouse suite to be exact. His uncle, about 5 years earlier, had died rich. Whether or not it was accidental was still in question, but Jason happened to be his only blood relative, and thus he recieved a small fortune saved up by his uncle. Various businesses he had owned also gave Jason a small amount of revenue, but he still wanted more. He never seemed to be satisfied.
His car pulled up to a tall apartment complex. A guardsman signalled that it was OK for him to enter the parking structure. He drove inside, looking for a spot to park his car.
"Damnit.. ". Jason drove around the various levels of the parking structure for about an hour.. when he finally spotted one parking space... well, really, it was half a spot to tell you the truth. Another car was parked in the adjacent space, but it was parked in such a way that it took up about half of the space that Jason wanted, too. "Hmm.... is anyone around...? Maybe I could... yeah...". Jason seemed to be pondering something.
Jason stepped out of his car. He slowly walked to the vehicle that was half-parked in his spot. It was a red Caravan. Probably belonged to a drunken soccer-mom. "I hope she doesn't mind having her car.. moved.. a bit..hehe.". While making sure no one else was there.. he changed. He became covered in short, dark fur, while his face became more pointed and his muscles grew. His shirt ripped slightly. Using what would be more like paws now, he grabbed ahold of the Caravan and lifted it right up off the ground - not completely, but enough to swing it over completely onto the correct parking space. After he had finished, he returned to his normal form and got back into his own car. He turned the engine back on and drove it into the newly-emptied parking space.
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Back in his apartment, he sat down at his own computer. His desktop wallpaper stared at him. It was a tiger. Jason seemed to have an utter fascination with all felines.. an obsession if you will. In any event, he was wishing he had more than Saito and his two pet cats as companions.
They don't call loners 'loners' for nothing, I guess.
He was searching the internet. That's the other thing he did in his spare time.. he longed to find more people that were... like him. He had Saito, sure, but he was, well... normal. Not to mention that he was a guy. And so, he felt that he would always feel alone without someone else that could identify with all the confusion that he felt.. all the un-answered questions... all the times when he felt like nobody would be able to understand... and then he had it. A web page showed itself on his monitor; the needle in his haystack, the answer to his questions...
"No....way...." he muttered.
Jason had found what he was looking for. A small website had been concocted, its subject being that of someone else who was like him. Someone who possessed the same strength that he had been born with. Jason was amazed at his discovery. He could tell the page was made by an amatuer, possible even by a child... but upon further investigation he found that this person was 15, female, and could seemingly transform into a half-human, half-cat creature... with pictures as proof.
Interesting..... well, I may be nine years older, but I can't dismiss such a lucky find with a minor technicality like that. Sheryl... pretty name...
He chuckled to himself. Jason had decided that he was going to meet this 'Sheryl'... in any way possible.
What also is quite coincidental... she too has a feline transformation! How wonderful!
Poor Sheryl..... she had been so frusterated with being 'trapped'... that she expressed her feelings in the only way she knew how - letting everybody know that she was special. Letting everybody, that had the initiative to look, know what she was and what she could do. She wasn't scared. Sheryl would later come to realize... that was a dumb move... a dumb move, indeed.
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"Jason, come here and have a look at this." said a sickly voice. The voice belonged to Saito Koshonuo, an experienced scientist who had, until this point in his life, been a failure. He viewed himself as a very intelligent man, but something kept him from really reaching his goals - a lack of income. When a scientist can't pay for his research, it gets increasingly harder to continue. One day, however, three years ago..... Saito met someone who would prove to be very helpful to him - Jason. You see... not only was Jason a source of income... he was a test subject as well.
"Jason, I may have found the gene necessary for the first step in the process. I don't know how long it will take me to analyze this data by hand, however.". Saito's gaze didn't shift from the computer screen, although he adjusted his glasses - he hadn't taken a break from his studies for roughly 48 hours. Saito happened to get very involved in his work, something that Jason admired in him.
"Good... good.... at least now I can rest assured that my money is being put to good use for once... ah Saito.... you never cease to amaze. Get some sleep though, I don't want you passing out on the floor. Alright?" said Jason, a healthy-looking man. He trained a lot. Saito, on the other hand, spent most of his time preforming experiments in his home-made laboratory. "Perhaps some day... some day you'll be able to give others the same gift given to me.. boy, that would make us rich, wouldn't it? Imagine it all.. we could live on our own private island! We could relax..that would be the life."
"Yes, Jason, it would.". Saito wasn't impressed. "Now, if you are no longer assisting me, I ask that you leave me to my work. Good night." Saito replied.
"Fine.. well, good night man. Don't push yourself too hard." Jason insisted again. He grabbed his jacket and headed out the door, then pressed a button on his keychain. A noise was heard, and a black sports car's headlights suddenly came on. Jason opened the door and slid inside, and with that, its roared and the black car sped off into the night.
Back inside the laboratory, Saito still sat in front of his computer. He would not be going to sleep any time soon, if this latest experiment continued to lead to more evidence. This was almost a mystery, one that would go down in scientific history as one of the most ground-breaking discoveries of all time if it soon was solved. Saito laughed softly to himself.. slowly at first. After a few moments, it turned into something more evil... as if he was the villian in some low-budget drama film. He stopped himself, realizing how silly he was behaving. Nonetheless, deep inside, he was ecstatic. Perhaps soon, he too would be able to do what Jason seemed to do so well.
Jason had a power, and Saito knew very well of what it was. Jason could transform himself into.... well, into what Saito could make out to be some sort of half-human, half-jaguar creature. It seemed to Saito to be the 'holy-grail', if you will, of all scientifical research to be able to figure out the secret behind it. The only thing Saito wanted now was to figure out how it would be possible to transfer this ability to other human-beings... or, more specifically, himself.
Soon....I will be just as powerful as that money-grubbing loser... heh....
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Jason had inherited a fairly large sum of cash earlier in his life. He happened to be living very nicely at the moment, with an expensive apartment in New York - a penthouse suite to be exact. His uncle, about 5 years earlier, had died rich. Whether or not it was accidental was still in question, but Jason happened to be his only blood relative, and thus he recieved a small fortune saved up by his uncle. Various businesses he had owned also gave Jason a small amount of revenue, but he still wanted more. He never seemed to be satisfied.
His car pulled up to a tall apartment complex. A guardsman signalled that it was OK for him to enter the parking structure. He drove inside, looking for a spot to park his car.
"Damnit.. ". Jason drove around the various levels of the parking structure for about an hour.. when he finally spotted one parking space... well, really, it was half a spot to tell you the truth. Another car was parked in the adjacent space, but it was parked in such a way that it took up about half of the space that Jason wanted, too. "Hmm.... is anyone around...? Maybe I could... yeah...". Jason seemed to be pondering something.
Jason stepped out of his car. He slowly walked to the vehicle that was half-parked in his spot. It was a red Caravan. Probably belonged to a drunken soccer-mom. "I hope she doesn't mind having her car.. moved.. a bit..hehe.". While making sure no one else was there.. he changed. He became covered in short, dark fur, while his face became more pointed and his muscles grew. His shirt ripped slightly. Using what would be more like paws now, he grabbed ahold of the Caravan and lifted it right up off the ground - not completely, but enough to swing it over completely onto the correct parking space. After he had finished, he returned to his normal form and got back into his own car. He turned the engine back on and drove it into the newly-emptied parking space.
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Back in his apartment, he sat down at his own computer. His desktop wallpaper stared at him. It was a tiger. Jason seemed to have an utter fascination with all felines.. an obsession if you will. In any event, he was wishing he had more than Saito and his two pet cats as companions.
They don't call loners 'loners' for nothing, I guess.
He was searching the internet. That's the other thing he did in his spare time.. he longed to find more people that were... like him. He had Saito, sure, but he was, well... normal. Not to mention that he was a guy. And so, he felt that he would always feel alone without someone else that could identify with all the confusion that he felt.. all the un-answered questions... all the times when he felt like nobody would be able to understand... and then he had it. A web page showed itself on his monitor; the needle in his haystack, the answer to his questions...
"No....way...." he muttered.
Jason had found what he was looking for. A small website had been concocted, its subject being that of someone else who was like him. Someone who possessed the same strength that he had been born with. Jason was amazed at his discovery. He could tell the page was made by an amatuer, possible even by a child... but upon further investigation he found that this person was 15, female, and could seemingly transform into a half-human, half-cat creature... with pictures as proof.
Interesting..... well, I may be nine years older, but I can't dismiss such a lucky find with a minor technicality like that. Sheryl... pretty name...
He chuckled to himself. Jason had decided that he was going to meet this 'Sheryl'... in any way possible.
What also is quite coincidental... she too has a feline transformation! How wonderful!
Poor Sheryl..... she had been so frusterated with being 'trapped'... that she expressed her feelings in the only way she knew how - letting everybody know that she was special. Letting everybody, that had the initiative to look, know what she was and what she could do. She wasn't scared. Sheryl would later come to realize... that was a dumb move... a dumb move, indeed.