Creation began on 11-01-15
Creation ended on 12-14-15
Species
Two for the price of Many: Inevitable
They were fully grown now, able to go their separate ways without their parents' guidance. All they needed to do now was breed and overtake the human race. Unlike their father, the sons could breed much faster, as proven by one of the boys' copulating with the two sisters and had them produce more children in a single birthing. By the time anyone realized what was going on, they will have spread across the very nation.
The sisters, or rather, the best friends had left earlier, leaving their children with Patrick to their own fates, intending to continue their way of charming men of the most unreachable hierarchy…with the addition of killing them to ensure that they didn't get caught in their alien states. This left Patrick with Melissa, just like before.
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"The DNA we found in this hybrid doesn't match the DNA we found in the other bodies," went Laura to Lennox over the phone. "This guy, whoever he was, isn't our culprit."
"If not him, then who could it be?" Lennox questioned.
They were both at a crossroads on this mystery.
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Unfortunately, the bizarre killings began to spread as far as New York within the span of a week. And towards New Jersey shortly afterwards. Nobody knew who or what was killing people, but some suspected it was a cult of some sort, a bunch of Satanists or carnal sadists working in cells here and there.
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"…It turns out this guy taught Orinksy at Stanford," Lennox told Laura, as they entered the asylum that this Cromwell was incarcerated in.
"But why is he is?" She asked him.
"That's the interesting thing. It's all classified."
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"…They grow up so fast," Melissa expressed, as she delivered another hybrid daughter with Patrick two days ago, seeing her being the age of a ten-year-old now, about to enter the pupal stage to finish her development.
Patrick paid her no mind, as he was preparing to announce to his father that he and Melissa were going to get married in another week.
Melissa had already procured her wedding dress yesterday.
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"…Carbon-based elements in the fossils of that meteorite exist only in the Magellanic Galaxy," Cromwell told Laura and Lennox. "That's over one-hundred-million light years away from here."
"So how did they get to Mars, then?" Lennox asked him.
"By my reckoning, the planet was visited and colonized by an alien species over one-billion years ago," he explained, "except that the species was like a plague, a cancer…able to a world like our own, with rivers, oceans and plants, into a useless hunk of rock. When I heard the government was going to send a mission to Mars, I strongly urged them to reconsider doing so."
"On what grounds?" Laura questioned.
"On grounds that alien DNA may still inhabit the planet," he answered. "Even after so many centuries, the DNA would still be preserved within the soil. And that any human attempting to violate the planet would result in biological contamination."
Laura and Lennox sighed, for that may have been the reason for the recent deaths that have occurred.
"Let me guess," went Lennox to Cromwell, "they chose not to listen and stuck you in here?"
"That's right," he expressed.
"Why do you think Orinksy tried to call you before he died?" Laura asked him, as Orinksy had been found murdered a few days ago.
"To tell me that I was right. Whatever species destroyed Mars that those astronauts brought back with them…may God have mercy on our souls."
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More deaths were occurring every day now, reaching as far as Texas and Nevada. Reports were sketchy at best, with people turning into monsters and so on. By the time the government had discovered that Patrick Ross had been infected by the alien DNA, they were puzzled as to how he was able to produce such a large brood in such a short period of time…and were unable to locate him or his wife, as they had left for their honeymoon right after they got married…and they didn't say where they were going or when they would be back.
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"…Look at this, Lindsey," went Claudia to her bestie, reading the morning paper. "It looks like our sons and daughters have made us grandmothers."
While the news didn't exactly say that, the fact that there were so many people dying across the United States, it had their children with Patrick.
"Oh, I wish they'd stay out of trouble," said Lindsey to her. "But I guess they get this from us."
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It was hopeless. The hybrids were spreading too quickly to be suppressed by any quarantine measures. A number of Patrick's children and their children and their children had already left the States and were heading for places unknown. And neither Patrick or Melissa could be found.
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Bora Bora was such a nice place to enjoy a honeymoon, as Patrick and Melissa were complete strangers in the eyes of others. The sun was warm, the breeze soothing, and the water relaxing. It was Heaven on Earth. And nobody was the wiser. Not that they were wise to begin with.
Looking up to the sky, Patrick noticed a plane fly by…and wondered if any of his children were on it.
Fin
A/N: Well, this is pretty much it right now. Whether an epilogue is in the works or not is unknown at the moment, but now the hybrids are all over the planet.