Hoo-boy, are you in for a shock. Unless you're xDarkmasterx, who's already figured it out.

Anyway, this chapter is a MAJOR part of the story, so enjoy, and check back soon (ish) for the next instalment.

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SIDE-EFFECTS

"How do you feel?"

Kura'Tha had a concerned expression as Drake lay on the bed.

"I fell fine now," Drake shrugged, "What happened to me back there?"

"I warned you not to rush into things, Drake. You wound up getting badly wounded. We had to bring you back here."

"Can I still hunt?"

"Yes…but…not for a few days?"

"What? Why?"

"Well, we managed to repair the wound, but…you lost a great deal of blood. Because of that, we had to perform a transfusion?"

"So who's blood…"

"Mine."

Drake was stunned for a moment. "So that means…"

Kura'Tha finished for him. "Half the blood in your system is now Yautja blood."

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Scarface stood next to another Yautja in the corner as Drake slept. It was now well past Midnight.

"You should get some sleep, Kura'Tha."

"I suppose so." Was the only answer.

"Kura'Tha, we will see how the boy is in the morning."

Scarface sighed. Truth be told, the day's events had exhausted him more than any battle he had ever fought. And since he was over 300 years old, that was saying something.

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The sun crept up slowly the following morning. Deep in the sewers under the city sat the Yautja scout ship that, for the last 7 years, Drake and Scarface had called home.

Drake woke up slowly, eventually sitting up to look around the room.

Something suddenly grabbed his attention. He looked sharply up as he seemed to hear a pair of voices…at the other end of the hallway. Blinking, his eyes suddenly landed on something on the wall- a single drop of water!

Shocked, Drake concentrated on the voices until they entered the room. It was Scarface, talking with one of the Elders.

"Drake," Scarface realised, "You are awake!"

Drake nodded. "But…why were you talking so loudly?"

Scarface looked confused. "We weren't…"

Scarface and the Elder briefly looked toward each other in shock and realisation.

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Drake slowly followed Scarface and the Elder into the middle of the ship.

"I don't understand," Drake, asked, "Why are we in here? I thought you said I couldn't train for…"

"I know. Just…take this."

Scarface handed Drake a fairly thick metal pole.

"Drake," He instructed, "I want you to try and bend that."

"What?"

"Just do it. Put all your strength into it."

Shrugging, Drake gulped and, placing one hand firmly on each end of the pole, began to push the ends down. As he grunted from the effort, before his eyes, the pole suddenly bent almost into a circle.

Drake dropped the pole in amazement as the two Yautja looked on in shock.

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"It is just as we thought," The Elder sighed, "There are indeed side-effects from the transfusion."

"We can see that," Scarface answered, "But what are the effects? And how did this happen?"

"Clearly," The Elder sighed, "The Yautja DNA introduced to his system has reacted with his DNA. Since Yautja DNA is genetically superior, it has clearly affected the boy's own genetic structure. It isn't enough to fully turn him into a Yautja…but it has clearly enhanced his own DNA. According to the tests so far, Drake's senses, speed, strength and agility have all increased."

"So he is as strong as a Yautja?"

"Not quite. But since Drake is still growing, there is no telling how strong he may become. In any case, the boy has clearly become…something much more than human."

Which makes Drake a sort of half-human-half-Yautja. That was the original idea, but I wanted a good origin section and the thought of a Yautja and a human getting it on is just too disgusting. So I went with this idea. Hope you liked it!

Anyway, in the next chapter I can really kick this story into high gear. We'll be skipping ahead to when Drake is 16.

Well, I'm done for now. Mainly because it's 10:00 PM right now, and after having exams all week, followed by a light night yesterday and an early morning today, I am absolutely exhausted. So feel free to review, and I'll post the next chapter ASAP.

EDIT: I was going to post this on Saturday night, but for some reason, every time I tried I got a "request timed out" or "error." Sorry about that, and I hope this was worth the wait.