Note: This can be a little confusing at first, but please, have patience
(it's a virtue!). I want you all to be COMPLETELY HONEST when reviewing
this story. It is my first "phic" and I can take all the advice I can get!
Especially when it comes from all you revered Phantom "Phans" out there!
Thank you, enjoy! By the way, this takes place in the far, far future...
That may help to clarify. Thanx!
~When it seems as if time itself keeps going, and all the technological advances in the world can only help and not harm, people seem content and satisfied. But, what did we have to learn from? Weren't there a few... "Mistakes" that we learned from? Well, this is the tragic story of a life of a genius who taught the world more than any textbook, he taught them the real story of love.~
She stared out the little window. She was thinking. "How can it be?" she asked herself. "How can it be that space can literally swallow anything it creates without any compassion at all? Such beautiful and abundant planets, fascinating creatures, and extraordinary sights? It's so unfair..." She sighed.
"Darling," he said. She took in a quick breath at the sight of him. He was still as handsome as the first day she met him. He was a tall, stately man with black hair, as black as space. His chin accented his cheeks, which were flushed with anticipation. "The Doctor is ready, let me help you..." He said.
"You really mustn't fuss, Raphael! I'm not pregnant yet!" She laughed lightly, her laugh resembling a sparrow's call. "Oh, I suppose I should take advantage of it..."
He lifted her tiny, fragile form up and supported her to the next room. When they entered the mahogany and marble laden office, the doctor motioned for them to take a seat in the lavish leather chairs. "Make yourself at home..." He said with a silky voice.
"Now, my nurse informed me that you are thinking of genetically engineering your baby..."
"Yes doctor... My wife and I are very interested in this. To be perfectly frank, doctor, we cannot conceive without artificial... Help." The wife looked down, intentionally avoiding the doctor's gaze.
"I see... Have you filled out all of the paperwork Mr. And Mrs..." He flipped nonchalantly through several pieces of paperwork. "...Siren?"
"Yes, we have."
"Are you absolutely sure that you wish to do this... It is experimental after all. It could be very risky for mother and child..."
The silence was deafening. Apparently they were all contemplating this. Then the father spoke. "We are indeed ready to do this doctor. We have discussed it profusely. Haven't we darling?"
"Yes... We have..."
"Very good! Now, what characteristics would you like your baby to have?"
"It has to be a boy... We both want a boy... And he must be tall, thin, strong, extremely clever and intelligent, and a good mathematician. No boy of mine will be deficient in math! Oh, and he must be a good scientist, the best scientist in the world!"
"Fine, fine." The doctor nodded. Then he glanced to the pretty young lady with steel blue eyes and blond hair sitting next to the husband. "Now, my dear, you haven't mentioned anything... What do you want?"
Politely and quietly she said, "If it wouldn't be too much trouble, I would like my boy to be a good musician, violin and organ especially. Also I want him to be a great composer. My husband and I are very musical and believe our son should be too."
"Excellent, now, what parent characteristics would you like him to have?"
The young couple smiled at one another lovingly. "He should have my wife's beautiful steel blue eyes..." He volunteered.
"And my husband's stunning black hair..."
"I agree! Now, your wife, sir, will go into surgery within the next month. We will genetically engineer your child to those specifications. You do realize the magnitude of this operation correct?"
"Yes doctor."
"And that this child, if the surgery succeeds, will be famous?"
"Yes..."
"Doctor!" the wife cried. "Do you think that it won't succeed?"
"Of course it will... I have the best team of doctors in my staff. I assure you, Mrs. Siren, that the surgery will far surpass your expectations. However, just to be sure, do not tell your family or friends about the operation. Obviously you cannot hide your pregnancy, but make sure that this experiment is strictly confidential. I have notified the proper authorities concerning it. Because, if you do tell someone, there might be scientific riots over it and you could rightly be destroyed. Do you remember when cloning was developed and what happened then? This precaution is for your own safety..."
"Of course, doctor."
"Now, when we are ready to perform the operation in the next month, we will notify you."
"Alright, thank you doctor..."
"My pleasure Mr. Siren. Have a good day. You know your way out?"
"I cannot be sure, but we will find it."
"Very well." He contemplated for a moment as the couple was leaving. "Wait, before you go, what do intend on calling the boy?"
"Erik, doctor."
"Erik... Erik, what a perfect name... He will be the world's most perfect boy..."
"Thank you doctor. Goodbye."
Note: So, what did you think? Do you like it or don't you? Please review!
~When it seems as if time itself keeps going, and all the technological advances in the world can only help and not harm, people seem content and satisfied. But, what did we have to learn from? Weren't there a few... "Mistakes" that we learned from? Well, this is the tragic story of a life of a genius who taught the world more than any textbook, he taught them the real story of love.~
She stared out the little window. She was thinking. "How can it be?" she asked herself. "How can it be that space can literally swallow anything it creates without any compassion at all? Such beautiful and abundant planets, fascinating creatures, and extraordinary sights? It's so unfair..." She sighed.
"Darling," he said. She took in a quick breath at the sight of him. He was still as handsome as the first day she met him. He was a tall, stately man with black hair, as black as space. His chin accented his cheeks, which were flushed with anticipation. "The Doctor is ready, let me help you..." He said.
"You really mustn't fuss, Raphael! I'm not pregnant yet!" She laughed lightly, her laugh resembling a sparrow's call. "Oh, I suppose I should take advantage of it..."
He lifted her tiny, fragile form up and supported her to the next room. When they entered the mahogany and marble laden office, the doctor motioned for them to take a seat in the lavish leather chairs. "Make yourself at home..." He said with a silky voice.
"Now, my nurse informed me that you are thinking of genetically engineering your baby..."
"Yes doctor... My wife and I are very interested in this. To be perfectly frank, doctor, we cannot conceive without artificial... Help." The wife looked down, intentionally avoiding the doctor's gaze.
"I see... Have you filled out all of the paperwork Mr. And Mrs..." He flipped nonchalantly through several pieces of paperwork. "...Siren?"
"Yes, we have."
"Are you absolutely sure that you wish to do this... It is experimental after all. It could be very risky for mother and child..."
The silence was deafening. Apparently they were all contemplating this. Then the father spoke. "We are indeed ready to do this doctor. We have discussed it profusely. Haven't we darling?"
"Yes... We have..."
"Very good! Now, what characteristics would you like your baby to have?"
"It has to be a boy... We both want a boy... And he must be tall, thin, strong, extremely clever and intelligent, and a good mathematician. No boy of mine will be deficient in math! Oh, and he must be a good scientist, the best scientist in the world!"
"Fine, fine." The doctor nodded. Then he glanced to the pretty young lady with steel blue eyes and blond hair sitting next to the husband. "Now, my dear, you haven't mentioned anything... What do you want?"
Politely and quietly she said, "If it wouldn't be too much trouble, I would like my boy to be a good musician, violin and organ especially. Also I want him to be a great composer. My husband and I are very musical and believe our son should be too."
"Excellent, now, what parent characteristics would you like him to have?"
The young couple smiled at one another lovingly. "He should have my wife's beautiful steel blue eyes..." He volunteered.
"And my husband's stunning black hair..."
"I agree! Now, your wife, sir, will go into surgery within the next month. We will genetically engineer your child to those specifications. You do realize the magnitude of this operation correct?"
"Yes doctor."
"And that this child, if the surgery succeeds, will be famous?"
"Yes..."
"Doctor!" the wife cried. "Do you think that it won't succeed?"
"Of course it will... I have the best team of doctors in my staff. I assure you, Mrs. Siren, that the surgery will far surpass your expectations. However, just to be sure, do not tell your family or friends about the operation. Obviously you cannot hide your pregnancy, but make sure that this experiment is strictly confidential. I have notified the proper authorities concerning it. Because, if you do tell someone, there might be scientific riots over it and you could rightly be destroyed. Do you remember when cloning was developed and what happened then? This precaution is for your own safety..."
"Of course, doctor."
"Now, when we are ready to perform the operation in the next month, we will notify you."
"Alright, thank you doctor..."
"My pleasure Mr. Siren. Have a good day. You know your way out?"
"I cannot be sure, but we will find it."
"Very well." He contemplated for a moment as the couple was leaving. "Wait, before you go, what do intend on calling the boy?"
"Erik, doctor."
"Erik... Erik, what a perfect name... He will be the world's most perfect boy..."
"Thank you doctor. Goodbye."
Note: So, what did you think? Do you like it or don't you? Please review!