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Chapter 2
small changes
Waking up I didn't feel too good, my back was hurting probably because I
had been sleeping on the couch, and my scalp was all tingly. Sitting up
looking for some water to drink, I realized that of course the bottle I
used to have next to my bed wasn't anywhere near me. Getting up and out of
the living room and left into the kitchen pouring in some water in a glass
I took a big gulp, then I started to make some coffee and headed back
towards my bathroom right across the living room.
After taking my time on the toilet, I went into the shower cubicle and
stayed there for at least 20 minutes enjoying the relaxing hot water
running over my body. When I got out of the shower, I moved to the
washbasin and started brushing my teeth. The mirror was completely steamed
up and I used my hand to clear the surface.
My hair looked a lot better I realized, it seemed a lot fuller than I
remembered. Must be the length, I thought, I hadn't had the chance to cut
my hair for a good week, could just let it keep growing for a while. I
used my hand to comb my hair into a position that looked acceptable. After
I got myself in some clothes I headed back to the kitchen for my coffee.
I was hungry which was unusually for me, since I used to skip my
breakfast. So I made myself some eggs with ham as well as some bread with
cheese. When I finished breakfast I was still hungry but decided not to
eat any more for now, since I would be late for the church's service
preparations if I would eat a second time.
Walking over to the church I entered it through the side entrance to get
into the vestry using my spare key. I started with preparing the clothes
for father and the acolytes and then I opened the treasury, bringing the
relics out to the altar. Relieved that this time I didn't had the same
sensation as yesterday when I touched the relics, making a mental note
telling me it must have been some kind of static surge that somehow had
happened. With the relics in my hand I walked into the church towards the
altar and a really strange sensation overcame me.
I was feeling like I was covered in some kind of warm liquid that was
getting more intense the closer I moved towards the altar. I never had
felt something like this before but I immediately knew it wasn't
dangerous, I couldn't explain myself why I knew this but the feeling made
my whole being feeling at ease. As if something was telling me that I
belonged at this place.
When I finally reached the altar and knelt down to offer my prayer, I
nearly fell down in shock when I heard someone replying. I stood up again
and looked around to see my father that had just entered the church. Thank
god, "Father" I greeted him, I wasn't insane after all, and I couldn't
imagine that god would answer my prayers. I placed the relics on the
altar, and walked towards my father.
He looked at me obviously surprised that I was already in the church.
"Hello Jacob you're earlier than I had expected."
I didn't want to bother him about me sleeping on the couch or the strange
sensation I was feeling. "Yeah I went early to bed and when I was finished
I felt it would be good to do something with all the free time."
"Good to see you're doing something in the name of faith. Could you get
the dresses for the acolytes ready?"
"Already done." I smirked.
Father raised his eyebrows smiling he said, "That's the child I always
wanted, could you then use the lawn mower and work on the grass."
"Sure father, it doesn't look like it gonna rain today shall I also start
the watering systems when I'm done?"
"Yes that would be great." He nodded.
Walking out and to the tool shed I looked at the lawn mower, the blades
weren't in the best shape so I started with sharpening them. After I felt
like the blades were sharp enough I fixed the lawn mower and started
cutting the grass. When I finally finished cutting the lawn, I started the
watering system to make sure the grass would stay in shape and not start
to dry out under the hot sun of Arizona.
Finished with the work for the church I entered the church again just to
be reminded of that weird sensation, I didn't know why but I made sure to
be close to the altar when the services started.
The service went really well father seemed to really be able to inspire
the crowd, and I didn't know what it was but all the people praying and
singing seemed to really influence the warm feeling that was covering me
like a liquid in a good way.
I really started to loose it I thought next thing I'm going to tell anyone
I'm a prophet. Stop joking, I scolded myself, I might just be stressed due
to being hurt so bad, I had read about other people believing they found
god after being severely injured.
The rest of the day was quite normal except for my hunger that didn't seem
to be filled after eating at all. The other two services we hold were okay
the midday service were a lot quieter and the feeling I had when I was
participating wasn't as strong as in the morning. The Evening service
however was hard on me, the complete church were filled with people so
many that some didn't even had a place to sit down, the feeling I felt was
so intense that I was drunk from it. Even after I left the church and
didn't help with the after work I could still feel the flow of the strange
sensation for the complete evening.
When I finally was back home the floor tiles were dusty but I was far too
hungry to clean the house, walking into the kitchen I filled myself a
glass of water with some ice from my ice maker and started to prepare
dinner. My hunger was so intense that I ate for three persons on my own,
until I felt somewhat satisfied. If this was the amount I would eat every
day now I would have to look for a second job I thought. After dinner I
swept the floor tiles to get the dust of the dry Arizona day out of the
house, then I walked into my bedroom and fell down on the bed, falling
asleep the moment I touched the sheets.
When I woke up in the morning the sun was already up, I looked at the
clock and realized I had missed the morning service and my father would
probably be angry with me missing it on a Sunday. Picking up the water
bottle next to my bed I took a deep gulp out of it. Sitting up on my bed
my feet touched the cold floor tiles, that didn't bother me as much as I
was used to, the itching feelings I felt on my head, chest and the back
were far too distracting.
I stood up brushing aside a lock of blond hair that fell in front of my
eyes in annoyance, what was wrong with the hair growth shampoo I wondered,
I usually had straight hair and the fact that it was long enough to hinder
my line of sight? I shrugged it off and went into the bathroom, as I
wasn't feeling like drinking coffee I didn't bother to go into the kitchen
first. When I stood in front of the washbasin looking at the mirror
cabinet I noticed my eyes were glowing in a bright blue tone, I couldn't
even make out a pupil.
Uhh how can I even see anything? I opened my white mirror cabinet and took
out my razor before closing the cabinet again, the last time I had shaved
was a week ago while I was at the MCO labs and I was surprised that I
didn't seem to need a shave yet. Looking closer in the mirror my skin
looked freshly shaved, what is wrong now my main hair was getting longer
and longer, still no sign of any beard yet, was that a side effect of the
shampoo I used or had it to do with the chemical at the villains hideout
that I had been exposed to.
Thinking about that I realized that I didn't really mind. Not like I
really ever needed to shave anyway, I only did it on sunday mornings
before church and there was barely any peach fuzz there to begin with and
saving the time dad spend on shaving every 2 days just to look presentable
was kinda neat afterall.
Opening the white mirror cabinet again I stowed the razor away. Then I
took my time in the shower, the hot water running over my body was feeling
great but my chest and back felt itchy and sore. Coming out of the shower
I noticed how long my hair really was, it was already past my ears and
after I cleaned the steamed up mirror cabinet, I noticed how full my hair
looked. I also had locks something that I wasn't used to see since I used
to keep my hair short trimmed.
My skin also looked a lot better than it used to be. when I was young, I
had big trouble with acne, but now it looked really smooth. Drying the
long hair took its time as well as making it look presentable and I
decided I probably would have to buy a comb, maybe even a brush today, if
I would let it grow any longer. I went back into my sleeping room opening
the middle section of my dresser, I took out a blue jeans and a suiting
white shirt.
I started to get into the clothes, then I closed my dresser and looked at
myself in the full body mirror. I looked like a beach boy you would expect
to found at the west-side with a surfboard under his arm, not really my
style, but it would work for grabbing a few things at the mall.
Walking past the dresser heading towards the kitchen, passing the bathroom
on the right and the living room on the left. I moved around the cheap
wooden desk I had bought not to long ago from Ikea when I had left my
parents home and opened the refrigerator. My dinner last night had nearly
emptied my refrigerator, and I could only make a short English breakfast
using a can of baked beans in tomato sauce with 2 eggs and cheddar cheese.
I called my mother and told her I wasn't feeling too well, so she could
talk with father. Then I headed through the kitchen in the garage and
opened the gate. I got into my pickup took the full mirrored sunglasses to
hide my blue glowing eyes and started the engine driving down the road
towards the mall. On my way to the mall I stopped at the nearest ATM to
pick up some cash, and when I passed Wendy's I turned the car around and
stopped on the parking lot.
I wasn't really into fast food, but my stomach didn't care at all, I just
needed to eat something before I would start to eat myself. The staff at
Wendy's were curious about the amount of food I had ordered and I just
told them that they guys at the MCO asked me to bring something with me, I
knew I shouldn't lie but it was kind of an emergency wasn't it. At least I
felt it was.
After eating all the stuff in a few minutes sitting in my car, for the
first time I didn't feel hungry. For me it felt like heaven, I hadn't even
realize how painful starving was but the relief I felt was nearly as good
as being in the church again. I drove of the parking lot and headed
towards the mall where I bought enough food for two weeks or at least
enough that should have lasted for that long if I would eat as much as I
normally would.
I also picked up a comb that was retractable and actually looked like a
knife handle, as well as a brush since I kinda liked the longer hair. And
from the look the cute girl working at the checkout thought so too. I
looked at my wrist watch and decided I probably better made sure to get
home in time I hadn't even noticed how I long I had been in the mall, and
I would be sure to attend the evening's service so my father wouldn't
complain about me.
I arrived just on time for the service and father noticed me entering, he
shortly nodded in my direction as if calling me to stay after the
services. The crowd in the church wasn't to big and the reassuring feeling
I had in the church wasn't too strange any longer. After the service ended
and the people started to get out of the church I walked towards the
vestry. I walked in and waited till everyone was out off their robes.
"Okay make sure you get home well don't worry I'll make sure your robes
are ready for tomorrow."
I had said that so I could spend more time with my father. He seemed to
approve my way of thinking. When father was finally out of his robes and
back in his usual clothes he moved towards me and signed me to sat down
next to him on the old wooden chairs. After we sat next to each other he
asked me.
"Are you alright Jacob? I have the feeling something is bothering you."
"I don't really know father," I admitted. "I had some really strange
things happening around me for a few days and I actually started to think
I might get mad. But I feel like the church and the prayers are helping me
through it, and I really felt bad that I didn't make it to the service
this morning."
"I knew you since you were small, that is the second time in your live you
missed a sunday morning service the first time you were in hospital after
a car accident, and this time after you had just been released after
fighting a mutant. I know you wouldn't have missed it if you had been able
to attend."
"That is all thanks to you teaching me the word of god, and how we are
able to live while holding on to our faith."
"Thank you my dear child, I noticed you have started to grew out your
hair?"
"Yes I know it might be vain, but when I realized I was starting to loose
my hair and caught myself making a selfish prayer I thought how I could
come up with a solution on my own." That wasn't entirely true, but it also
wasn't a lie.
"Oh so god answered your prayers in one of his many ways?"
"I don't would go that far, but you might be right it looks like it is
working."
"Pretty well I would say." Father smiled at me. "If I would have know your
hair would look this good when long I might have forced you to play the
role of Michael at the school theater when you were younger."
I knew which play father was talking off, the religious play about the
soldiers of heaven that fend off the dark that was threatening humanity
faith. "Really? I wonder who else would have been able to play the role of
the righteous Reverend protecting his herd of sheep."
Father started to laugh, "Indeed who. We are going to have launch on
tuesday with the family would you come over?"
"You know I can't say no to you father. Of course I will be there."
Father stood up and laid his hand on my shoulder. "Take your day off
tomorrow Jacob, you really look like you should take it slow for a day or
two."
"Thanks father I will." I stood up and hugged him. "I will."
I went out to my car got in and drove of the few meters to my house, using
the remote control in my car I opened the garage and parked my car.
Opening the door I got out of the car and picked up the supplies I had
bought and walked towards the side door to the kitchen using the switch to
close the garage before opening the side door. Walking in the kitchen and
closing the door kicking it back with my feet I moved over to the
refrigerator and put everything that might get bad in it.
Then I placed the cans in one of the upper shelves next to the
refrigerator. Once I had everything stowed away I moved through the
hallway passing the living room and the bathroom and went into my sleeping
room. I stripped myself except my shirt since I used to sleep with my
shirt on and the weather forecast had said it would be cold tonight and I
used to be sleeping next to an open window. I went into my bed covering
myself with the sheets and started to sleep only a few seconds later.
I woke up in the middle of the night a glimpse at the alarm clock showed
that it was just past 2 am. My shirt felt wet from sweat and my back was
aching in pain. The headache I had the they day before seemed even worse
and I stumbled on my shaky legs towards the bathroom. Once I was in the
bathroom and turning on the lights I needed a few moments to recover my
eyes from the sudden burst of light.
I went to the washbasin and shoved a handful of cold water over my face,
looking at the mirror I noticed my eye color had changed back to sky blue
and I had pupils again. Then I opened the mirror cabinet and picked up my
painkillers, filling the glass that was standing on the basin with water
is gulped them down. I closed the cabinet and looked into the mirror, my
hair had grown a little bit and the first stands were touching my
shoulders.
The shirt looked like it was dry even though I was sure it wasn't on my
back. I stumbled back to the sleeping room clapping in my hands to lighten
up and the mess on my bed was the first thing I noticed. There were two
large bloody soaked stains on the sheet. I changed the sheets on my bed
and went back into the bathroom to get rid of the shirt that must have
been soaked in my blood. Shit what is wrong with me?
I tried to raise the shirt overhead but the pain it was causing on my back
was to much for me to handle that, so I decide to rip the shirt apart.
When I finally pulled the now destroyed shirt from my back I nearly
collapsed from the pain it was causing me. Walking into the kitchen to
drop the destroyed and blood soaked shirt into the dumpster, before I
headed back into the bathroom to look at my back.
I looked at my back using the mirror on the cabinet and saw the two wet
wounds right between my shoulder blades, the wounds seemed to pulse from
time to time as if something was trying to break out of them. Oh Jesus
what did this chemical do to me? I knew it had to be caused by the
chemicals I had been exposed to, I knew what was happening to me, but I
couldn't bring myself to say it. God damn I'm turning into a freak, how
shall I explain this to father. What the hell how the hell am I going to
explain this to the MCO.
I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep with all the pain I was feeling so I
picked up a few towels from my bathroom and covered the couch with them
before it lied down on it my back in the air. I switched the TV from off
to on and started to watch some of the late night shows that was being
broadcast in the middle of the night. Most of them were really bad and
didn't catch my interest, that was until I found one that was reporting
about mutants and their powers.
The report was really interesting it explained how the different powers
the mutants had were described, and how sometimes a mutant had abilities
that seemed to cross the lines between two powers and nobody did really
understand how these powers were working. After they had explained all
they knew about the mutants powers they had some guest in the show and it
turned into a political discussion that was really boring and one sided.
I didn't know when or even how I managed to fall, asleep given the pain my
back was making, but somehow I drifted into sleep at some point. When I
woke up again the sun was already up high, my back was still hurting but I
could deal with the pain for now. I rolled myself over to sit up and
something on my back stuck in the couch, "Ahhhh!" the pain was like
breaking my arm, or at least as painful as dislocating it.
The pain stopped me in my movement and I slowly started to get on my knees
to stand up from the couch without laying on my back again. The sudden
pain started to slim down until it was back to the pulsating waves of pain
that were running down and spreading from my back. Once I finally stood I
moved slowly, so I didn't strain my back, out of the living room and
turned left into the kitchen.
Walking over to the coffee maker I made myself a cup, with the coffee in
my hand I walked back towards the bathroom and entered it. Looking in the
mirror while still standing in the door, I noticed that my hair was
passing my shoulders, it had changed somewhat in the color and looked ash
blond instead of the darker blond I was used too.
It was a lot fuller and formed itself in locks around my face that gave my
face a slightly feminine touch. My face, something looked different, I
thought. Is it my nose? I decided to take a closer look at it and made
another step into the room while looking at the mirror.
The sound of a shattering cup of coffee hitting the floor tiles sounded
through the bathroom. It didn't bother me even the hot coffee spilling
over my feet wasn't of any interest. "What is that?" I said out loud
looking at the impossible, out off my back between the shoulder blades
where the wounds were there protruded bones out of my back and from the
way they looked, they didn't belong to a human body.
They looked like a second set of scapular that were holding ulna and
radius that ended in joint. The bones were pointing downwards towards my
butt, and at the joint they seemed to start turn upwards again. "Jesus
what is this, I'm turning into a mix of 'Nova and the Queen of Blades?' At
least I don't have the tentacle like hair she had." Trying to be funny
seemed to help me cool my mind, I got out of the bathroom back to the
kitchen to pick up some staff to clean the bathroom from the fallen cup of
coffee.
After I had cleaned the bathroom and disposed off the broken cup of
coffee, I went into the bathroom again. The bones on my back were
definitely still growing and at a fast rate probably half an inch while I
had taken care of the mess. I checked my face and noticed several
differences from before, my hair was covering my now definitely hairless
chin, my nose was a lot smaller and my lips looked kinda puffy compared to
before, my cheekbones also seemed to had moved upwards given my face a
more heart like shape.
My chin also seemed to have shrank down somewhat and my Adam's apple
wasn't even really visible. I knew what all this changes were indicating,
not only was I starting to regress in age but my face definitely didn't
look like the face of a guy, Tears started to form in my eyes, which made
me even more depressed.
Pulling down my pants and underwear, I sighed in relief when I saw that at
least nothing was changing down there. But then I had never seen what a
girl looks like down there, maybe the only difference between girls and
boys is their chest? But if that's the only difference, why was my chest
starting to look like a girl's chest? Was I turning into a girl?
Finished with examining myself I pulled up my shorts and trousers and
moved into the kitchen to drink my coffee this time. I turned a chair
around so I wouldn't risk hurting the bones that were protruding out of my
back and started to drink my coffee. It didn't really taste as good as I
remembered, probably due to the changes I was going through. After I
finished the coffee I finally could muster enough energy to make me
something to eat.
It was more like a feast then a normal launch, my hunger was even worse
than the day before and I really hoped it was due to all the changes my
body was going through, since it would be a hell of work to earn enough
money to buy all the stuff I was devouring. Finally a good hour after I
had started my feast the empty hole my stomach was stopped hurting.
Looking at my supply I felt guilty, I would have to buy more tomorrow or I
would probably die due to starvation. I didn't bother to clean up the
table as I moved back into the living room to watch some TV, I had just
left the kitchen when someone knocked on my door.
Shit who in Jesus name had to show up now? Walking over to the front door
I looked through the door spy and saw Ann my big Sister. Shit what now, if
her stupid husband is with her I'm in hell of trouble right now.
"Jacob, it's me Ann open the door, I know you are in there, father told
me." She knocked again.
"Ann?" I asked and my own voice sounded strange to me.
"Jacob is that you? Are you ill?"
"Ann is Samuel with you?" I questioned her.
"No, but I can call him if it's urgent!" she quickly said as if she would
be able to help me with that.
"No, don't do that please. I'll open the door just please don't scream."
"What why would I scream?"
I opened the door just a small part and looked outside, Ann looked at my
face and there first thing she must have seen was my long blond hair since
she said.
"Ohh you're growing out your hair it looks nice. Why did you ask for
Samuel?" she pushed through the door and came inside my kitchen.
I closed the door behind her and looked on the floor, I knew the feeling
of the heat in my head and I didn't want her to see that I was embarrassed
at what I was. She didn't say anything so I looked at her, her jaw was
open as she looked at me in shock trying to figure out what was happening
to her younger brother.
I winced. "I'm sorry sis I shouldn't have opened the door to invite you in
my own little hell."
"Your voice is that really you brother? You look so different and your
voice." She looked at me, then at the kitchen table. "What is this mess
when did you clean up the last time?" she scolded me.
"Yesterday, I don't know what is going on Ann, I can't stop eating and I'm
changing into a monster. What am I supposed to do?" Tears started to form
in my eyes.
"Jacob?" My sister looked worried at me.
"Sob. Yeah?" I brought out somehow.
Sister moved towards me and hugged me, that was when she saw the bones
protruding out of my back, she jumped off me and had fear in her eyes.
"Jacob your back?"
I winced and sank down on my knees. I started to cry for the first time I
could remember in my life I really had to cry.
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