A.N. : Oookkkayyy… so I'm pretty sure you all hate me by now! So so so sorry! School ended and I just got so busy! I went on vacation and visited all my cousins and btw if you were wondering I had a flippin blast! And I just finished the chapter I don't really like this one I was struggling with it. But, I know where I'm going with it don't worry. :P

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Chapter 3

I'd be lying if I said the world wasn't a strange place, and believe you me, I know strange. Take right now for instance. My stepson is lunging himself at some genetically enhanced freak, right after he almost killed some man in a lab coat, to top it all off we're in a hospital room being held back by wolf…men…things with terrible breath.

And ten months ago, I thought the world couldn't get any stranger, silly me.

Ten months ago I was a normal guy with a wife and son living the good life in a small suburbia community. We owned a decent home and were happy with our marriage. Our son Jeff excelled in school and in little league baseball, a happy healthy child. A perfect happy family living a perfect happy life. We told each other everything.

My wife Lidia and I did keep a secret from our son however. We did so to save him from grief and confusion. What he never knew was he had a half brother - who had died just after child birth. Lidia thought about him constantly and called out his name in her sleep.

It's understandable, to be so grievous as she was, and I did all I could to confront and help her. Still she was happy with me and our son, and our way of life. Our lives had changed ten months ago.

It was a late and quiet afternoon, Jeff was finishing up his homework on the kitchen table, Lidia had just come back from the grocery store and was putting away the groceries. I was finishing up some work on my laptop, in my office. There was a knock at the front door. I already knew the other two wouldn't have heard it, and so I closed my laptop and headed for the front door.

A young man, taller than I am now, and obviously stronger, stood on the front porch.

"Can I help you young man?" I asked. He visibly tensed, on top of that he looked nervous. I'm looking for a Ms. Stone…"

"There's no Ms. Stone here…" I replied. He looked crestfallen.

"Wait honey! That was my maiden name," I turned around at the sound of my wife's voice.

She invited him in for coffee, and no one said anything for a while. Suddenly the boy looked up at us and said, "Did you lose a son about 17, maybe close to 18 years ago?"

Lidia choked on her coffee, and gave the boy a cold stare, "What do you want?"

"Well, did you?"

He was called Fang, but we used the name his mother had given him just after he was born, Derek.

Jeff of course was ecstatic to learn of his older brother. He had always wanted an older sibling before, he was always asking us to adopt someone older than him. Jeff and Derek got along famously. Jeff was the only one Derek spoke full sentences to, and we even once saw him smile at Jeff.

He told us he had strange eating habits, and we thought this normal of a growing teenage boy, until we actually saw him eat. It was like he had six stomachs hidden away somewhere in his body. We watched in awe.

About five months ago, on a weekend he came to us. "I have to tell you both something, we have to go in the backyard." He looked nervous as he had the day he first came to our home. We followed him out the back yard in anticipation. Once back there he stared at us, and took off his shirt. "Derek what in Gods name are you doing?" Lidia asked concerned. He turned around and wings sprouted and spread wide from his back. They went back in and he put his shirt back on. "I have wings, I can fly, no questions, take me or leave me." Of course we still accepted him.

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Again, I was forced to watch the love of my life have an intense battle with the man who made my life a living hell, while I lay here, as lame as ever unable to do anything. To top it all off there was an audience. This wonderful audience consisted of erasers, naturally, of Fang's mom - not so natural- and some mystery man who I can only assume is Fang's father.

You thought I was done? No no no, the scene just WOULDN'T be complete without a certain whitecoat who refuses to die…now would it? The inevitable return of the Great White Dope, you guessed it, Jeb.

There were about fifteen erasers. Just about the number I would have expected. And I would take um all out too, if I wasn't currently TIED TO THE FICKIN BED!

The only thing I could do at the moment was wait, and watch. Fang's mom had passed out due to the shock of the scene that unveiled itself before her eyes. Or was it due to the eraser breath? …The world will never know. Jeb, had regained his composure about 10 minutes after fang had almost sucked the life out of him. You have no idea how much I wish the word 'almost' was not in that sentence.

Jeb snapped his fingers and half of the erasers grabbed Sam. I couldn't help but smirk. The other half grabbed Fang and my smirk was replaced with a frown.

"Enough of this, I've become bored of your squabbles." Jeb, a.k.a. Mr. White and Nerdy himself said in a solid, dead, creepy tone. Fang wore the 'you-piss-me-off-and-once-I-get-a-chance-I'm-gonna-kill-you expression that I knew so well, and Sam looked confused. Which made me confused. I thought they were on the same side? Why would they be holding that ass-hole back then?

I got a gut wrenching feeling that this was not going to be good. Whatever it was.

"But, I thought you'd said I'd get to kill them!" Sam yelled at Jeb, looking confused and defiant.

"Correction, I said I wanted them killed. If you thought I was going to let you massacre the beautiful experiments I created, well you're even stupider than we all thought," he gave a slight chuckle and continued on, "You've failed, and we have no use for you any longer."

Jeb pulled a syringe out from the inside pocket of his lab coat, swiftly and coolly walked toward Sam and said, "Good-bye experiment number 107248." He then stuck the needle straight into Sam's neck.

I watched in horror as his body started to convulse. Red tinted foam came oozing out of his mouth and nose, lines of blood leaked form his ears, and the tear ducts in his eyes. He was struggling for breath. The erasers had let, and watched him fall to the floor, watching his body shake and violently convulse right before they're eyes. They looked delighted. It sickened me.

And then he stopped. His body stopped moving, there were no signs of breathing, the crimson streaks stopped falling, and the foam stopped oozing. I knew he was dead.

I glared at the epitome of evil standing right before me. As he placed the empty syringe in his coat my eyes caught sight of two identical syringes.

"You, on the other hand have not failed. On the contrary, you have fulfilled your purpose Maximum." I realized the erasers had gone from my sides, and I jumped from the bed. I had been working on the ropes for a while now.

"You are no longer any use to us."

DUN DUN DDDUUNN! (Again) well there you go Star Lit Night I killed Sam for yah! …. J I'm super sleepy

I found out who dies in HP 7…. Through a spoiler on the internet! cries although I've heard more than one character dies so….there's still some anticipation and surprise waiting for me.

OH! And if you haven't figured it out…which I'm sure you have cuz ur all very smart people, this story will have a lot of inconsistencies with the third MR book, because it was written before MR 3 came out….so yeah. I'm sleepy. …O.o I made brownies today! And I grilled chicken all by myself yesterday! I even marinated it! Be proud of me!!! lol. OH and I got the rootbeer off of my key board by taking it apart, cleaning it, and putting it back together! Yay!

Uuuhhmmmm I can't think of anything else but to say…. clickie on the little review button down there…..it's okay he wont bite