Ursula, already scared about her teacher's behavior, was even more anxious
about being on the campus at night. She watched enough news channels where
college girls are abducted and raped and possibly murdered. She clutched
her windbreaker jacket and stuck underneath a streetlight.
"Ursula!" Connors called out from the science hall.
Ursula ran to him. "I'm here. Will this be quick?"
"As quick as it will be." He replied absently. "Come let's get started quickly."
He urged her inside. "Please take off your jacket."
Ursula took it off and placed it on a nearby chair. Before she could comprehend what happened next, Connors grabbed her and put her in another nearby chair. Metal bands closed quickly around her arms, wrists and ankles.
"Doctor Connors what-?" She tried to ask.
"Don't look." He said bluntly.
He held her right arm against the chair. He pumped the green serum into her vein. She gasped in pain. He winced at her pain as well but he had to know.
She was still looking away, but her eyes flashed open to a knife in Doctor Connors hand. She shut them tightly as it came down and she bit her lip.
An immense pain shot through her hand and up her forearm. She heard something drop to the floor. She still couldn't bring herself to look but the pain caused her to open her eyes. A warm, near burning, feeling ran out of where she hoped her index finger still was. A pang hit her in the stomach and knocked the wind out of her. She was gasping for air as more pain came. Tears poured out of her closed eyes. She bit her lip still and she tasted blood. Ursula heard Connors whisper something. Then it got louder.
"YES!!" He yelled aloud.
Was he cheering at Ursula's pain? She couldn't tell. A tingling sensation now came to her index finger.
"It worked! You can look now my dear! Look!" He said happily.
She opened one eye and looked at her hand. Everything was the same as before. Except there was a large amount of blood underneath her hand. It had dripped off the armrest and on the floor was a disconnected finger that looked exactly like hers. Ursula turned to the side immediately and vomited over the side of the chair.
"Success!" Connors was cheering loudly.
Ursula groaned in pain again as her stomach still churned. "Doctor..." She gasped out.
Connors turned to his specimen. His zealous smile quickly turned into a look of worry. She looked very ill. She was quite pale in skin color. He didn't know if it was just a sensitive stomach at the gore or the serum doing something else to her. Her skin was cool to touch. She didn't have a temperature but she was under normal a normal body temperature. Her eyes lolled about lazily.
He couldn't lose the one human success so far! He undid the bands but she didn't move. Connors took her pulse. It was racing rapidly. She wasn't perspiring though. That was odd. He made a note of it and watched her a little more.
Ursula suddenly clenched both of her hands in a yell of pain. She bent over forward. She hissed in pain through her clenched teeth.
Blood trickled down over her fingers. Connors panicked and pried her hand apart. Pointed black claws grew from her fingernails. The other hand unclenched itself and relaxed.
Connors heard tearing material. The same black claws were on her feet and protruding from her sneakers. He looked up and her arm muscles contracted tightly. The cuffs of her three-quarter sleeves tore slightly.
Ursula was now unconscious from the pain. Her eyes were still half-open but saw nothing.
Connors had a suspicion and parted the girl's lips. Indeed, her teeth were realigning and growing into fangs. The canine teeth most prominent. He felt under her jaw to check her glands but felt her jaw crack. Connors jerked away, and looked again carefully to see that her jaw lengthening.
He took a step back from her. She was growing in mass. Slowly, but she was already taller and more muscular than before. Connors needed to move her before it was too late. He picked up her body and slung Ursula under his one good shoulder. He had a cage where he had some crocodiles for an earlier experiment. It was perfect for her right now. He walked over to it.
Pain shot down and up Ursula's back. She clenched into Connors' flesh with her claws and made an unhuman (DC57: I know, not a word but I like it.) growl. Connors felt and heard the vertebrae realigning and growing.
He made it to the cage and carefully as he could place her onto the floor of it. He backed out and locked it. Connors, now fascinated by the whole thing, prepared to take a night's worth of examination notes.
"Ursula!" Connors called out from the science hall.
Ursula ran to him. "I'm here. Will this be quick?"
"As quick as it will be." He replied absently. "Come let's get started quickly."
He urged her inside. "Please take off your jacket."
Ursula took it off and placed it on a nearby chair. Before she could comprehend what happened next, Connors grabbed her and put her in another nearby chair. Metal bands closed quickly around her arms, wrists and ankles.
"Doctor Connors what-?" She tried to ask.
"Don't look." He said bluntly.
He held her right arm against the chair. He pumped the green serum into her vein. She gasped in pain. He winced at her pain as well but he had to know.
She was still looking away, but her eyes flashed open to a knife in Doctor Connors hand. She shut them tightly as it came down and she bit her lip.
An immense pain shot through her hand and up her forearm. She heard something drop to the floor. She still couldn't bring herself to look but the pain caused her to open her eyes. A warm, near burning, feeling ran out of where she hoped her index finger still was. A pang hit her in the stomach and knocked the wind out of her. She was gasping for air as more pain came. Tears poured out of her closed eyes. She bit her lip still and she tasted blood. Ursula heard Connors whisper something. Then it got louder.
"YES!!" He yelled aloud.
Was he cheering at Ursula's pain? She couldn't tell. A tingling sensation now came to her index finger.
"It worked! You can look now my dear! Look!" He said happily.
She opened one eye and looked at her hand. Everything was the same as before. Except there was a large amount of blood underneath her hand. It had dripped off the armrest and on the floor was a disconnected finger that looked exactly like hers. Ursula turned to the side immediately and vomited over the side of the chair.
"Success!" Connors was cheering loudly.
Ursula groaned in pain again as her stomach still churned. "Doctor..." She gasped out.
Connors turned to his specimen. His zealous smile quickly turned into a look of worry. She looked very ill. She was quite pale in skin color. He didn't know if it was just a sensitive stomach at the gore or the serum doing something else to her. Her skin was cool to touch. She didn't have a temperature but she was under normal a normal body temperature. Her eyes lolled about lazily.
He couldn't lose the one human success so far! He undid the bands but she didn't move. Connors took her pulse. It was racing rapidly. She wasn't perspiring though. That was odd. He made a note of it and watched her a little more.
Ursula suddenly clenched both of her hands in a yell of pain. She bent over forward. She hissed in pain through her clenched teeth.
Blood trickled down over her fingers. Connors panicked and pried her hand apart. Pointed black claws grew from her fingernails. The other hand unclenched itself and relaxed.
Connors heard tearing material. The same black claws were on her feet and protruding from her sneakers. He looked up and her arm muscles contracted tightly. The cuffs of her three-quarter sleeves tore slightly.
Ursula was now unconscious from the pain. Her eyes were still half-open but saw nothing.
Connors had a suspicion and parted the girl's lips. Indeed, her teeth were realigning and growing into fangs. The canine teeth most prominent. He felt under her jaw to check her glands but felt her jaw crack. Connors jerked away, and looked again carefully to see that her jaw lengthening.
He took a step back from her. She was growing in mass. Slowly, but she was already taller and more muscular than before. Connors needed to move her before it was too late. He picked up her body and slung Ursula under his one good shoulder. He had a cage where he had some crocodiles for an earlier experiment. It was perfect for her right now. He walked over to it.
Pain shot down and up Ursula's back. She clenched into Connors' flesh with her claws and made an unhuman (DC57: I know, not a word but I like it.) growl. Connors felt and heard the vertebrae realigning and growing.
He made it to the cage and carefully as he could place her onto the floor of it. He backed out and locked it. Connors, now fascinated by the whole thing, prepared to take a night's worth of examination notes.