Two doctors examine the test results and x rays of Zaire Stratham.

"Doctor, the tests' results aren't right. Says the nurse, a young man named Peter still in medical school.

"What do you mean? Says the second doctor, Dr. Roberson.

"Look at her x rays. She hasn't broken one single bone! And witnesses say that she flew over twenty-five feet in the air and landed face down. The only injuries are the burns on her arms, legs and back! Look at her gene strand. A minute ago it was normal, now it changed. The new strand is completely different. Is it a human strand? Because if it is, I've never learned about it. Is it new?

"Give me that.

Peter hands Dr. Roberson the data.

"Oh dear. I was hoping this wouldn't come to this.

"What is it?

"Get me the Friends of Humanity.

"What?

"It's a mutant strand.

"Mutant? You mean like that man who escaped the prison just by going through the walls? Or that woman who could fly with angelic wings?

"Yeah those.

"But she's just a little girl!

"Mutants can be very dangerous. An since she just survived an explosion without dying, she must be pretty powerful. It's the mutation disease. It's spreading.

"Holy, you mean it's a disease?

"It seems so.

"But then, what if it spreads around the hospital? We got to get her outa here before we all get that disease. I'll quickly call the Friends of Humanity.

"No wait. She's too innocent and young. Call the scientist Stryker.

"That crazy loon?

"He might be able to cure her. Call him, NOW!

"All right, all right. But what about her remaining family. Do we need their permission?"

"No. She now belongs to the government."

The student goes over to the phone and dials. After a few rings, he hears someone pick up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Yes, hello. This is the Trenton Hospital in Pennsylvania. Is this Dr. Stryker?

"Yes."

We have an unusual patient and-"

"Get to the point. You're wasting my time."

"She's a mutant sir."

"Oh. Good hmm. Good. And you want me to take her, yes?

"That's what we were hoping."

"What's her name?"

"Zaire. Zaire Stratham."

"How old is she?"

"Um . . . eight years old."

"Good. Still young. What about her family?"

"Nearly her whole family died. Her father and brother were in a car today when it suddenly exploded and her sister burned to death. Only her mother survived."

"Pity. And Zaire survived? How? Where was she at the time of the explosion? With her mother?"

"Her survival defined her a mutant."

"Interesting. I'll pick her up within half an hour. Have her ready. Don't tell her mother. I'll tell her myself."

"All right sir."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The student doctor hangs up the phone. He turns to Dr. Roberson.

Dr. Roberson had been listening to the whole conversation. What they didn't know was that so had Zaire.

"Let's get her ready," ordered Dr. Roberson.

Just as they touched her, Zaire decided to open her eyes.

"Hello."

The doctors were both surprised and speechless. They didn't answer the little girl.

"Que esta pasando?" she asked.