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Chapter 3
Turning myself in.
My big sister Ann moved slowly closer to me. I was still kneeling on the
floor tiles and tears were running down my cheeks. "I'm a monster, sob.
I'm turning into a monster, I'm a mutant."
I had finally said it out loud and realized it was the truth I was turning
into the one thing I had been always warned about, by the teaching of my
father as well as from the people in Prescott. It had been the reason I
had joined the MCO to make sure no mutant would ever be able to harm my
family and now I was becoming what I always wanted to keep my family safe
from.
My sister had caught herself and rushed to my side hugging me. "Jacob
you're not a monster you are still my brother."
"Don't touch me!" I screamed at her. And she backed off. "It might be
contagious."
Even though my words had made her think about that for a second she just
tossed my words aside, and hugged me again. "You are my baby brother you
need all the support your family can give you at the moment."
I really wanted her to turn her back on me and tell me I was a monster,
she should have done so I was sure of that. That she however didn't was a
relief that I couldn't explain I sobbed and embraced her caring hugging.
"Why are you so good to me?"
"Because you are family."
"I'm a monster look at those horns on my back."
"Horns? They look more like bird wings don't you think?"
I looked over my shoulder and saw at the bones that was reaching out of my
back they had grown quite a bit since the last time and now from the joint
another ulna and radius formed to another joint and from their again to a
last joint that then turned into several smaller bones each with some
really small tube like bones that were looking like a bird's wing skeleton
might look.
"But they are bones I look like the 'Queen of Blades'."
"Well you are still changing aren't you? And I never heard of a mutant
turning into a videogame character."
Neither had I, but there were so many thing we didn't knew about mutants
that I wouldn't bet I hadn't happened. I chuckled a bit calming down. "I
still look like a monster."
"Only on your backside your face looks a lot better then I remembered," my
sister told me.
"Ugh don't remember me, last time I checked I had butterflies in my
stomach." I admitted.
"Jacob!" she said embarrassed.
Rolling my eyes I said, "Ann I'm a man, what did you expect. So what do
you think I should do now, father won't accept his son turning into a
devil. It would destroy him should he find out."
"We don't know you're turning into a monster just yet and I can't believe
you would turn into anything dangerous, I mean hey you're with the MCO you
even accepted my husband the head of the local H1 and father is always
telling mutants are their to test our faith. Your test is just a little
bit bigger than ours."
I hugged my sister and before I knew what happened my boned wings hugged
her too pulling her body cloth to mine and she gasped in surprise.
Shocked by what I had done I let got of her, and my boned wings returned
back in their previous position nestling on my back small enough so that I
could probably hide them with a coat.
"You can move them?"
I nodded. "Yeah though I didn't know until they moved."
Sister nodded, she had already calmed herself from the sudden surprise.
"Okay you have your day off today try to keep a low profile I will talk
with father, so he won't go nuts on you but you need to talk with him, he
is our father after all he will know what you should do."
"Thank you Ann."
My sister left and I was back on my own, I started with examining my boned
wings a little bit more and how I could move them and from the way they
did I was sure they were meant for flying even though I couldn't fly with
them yet I could tell that they were far too mobile to be build for
anything else. I checked my body again and noticed the the changes that
had happened so far had started on the top of my body then started to get
down with the last changes on my back so I expected my chest to change
next.
But for now my breast still looked male, well they felt more sensitive
than I was used to but that was all I could notice. I noticed however that
the hair on my arms looked like it had started to thin out, there was
still some left but it was only short and nearly invisible. I moved back
into my sleeping room and tried to find a good way to rest, nothing really
seemed to work until I figured out that I could use my boned wings to
cover up my body.
While I was covering my body I could even lay down somewhat comfortable
yet standing or kneeling both positions felt more natural to me the
standing one even more when I was standing on the pole of my bad, a feat
that would have been impossible for me to do back when I was still human.
Now however I realized I hadn't trouble with my balance or with height at
all. Since I didn't know what to do, I knelt on my bed and started to rest
covering myself with my boned wings.
When I woke up I heard my father's voice shouting through the house.
"Jacob are you home?"
I wasn't really awake when he entered the room but I could hear him gasp.
Then I heard knees hitting the floor tiles. I raised my head and opened my
eyes to look at my father who was kneeling on the floor tiles. "Good
morning father." My voice sounded really high pitched. My father looked up
from the ground and looked at me. "Jacob is that you?"
"Yes I'm afraid father god is testing me more than the rest."
"Child I don't know if god is involved in this but if he is testing you, I
think you might have met his expectations."
What was he meaning? I looked down at myself I was still sitting on the
corner pole of my bed covered in my white wings and in the position I went
to sleep yesterday. Wait a minute white wings? I looked at my wings they
were covered in small feathers. I stretched them out to take a better look
at them and noticed that the feather was only on the upper part while the
lower part was still in change.
While I had covered myself the outer part had been changed a lot but the
parts on the inside were still looking like bones that were covered by
muscles that were twitching and pulsing around the bones while I looked at
them. If I hadn't felt so hungry I would probably have vomited at the look
of the moving flesh.
Father looked at me not in the total disgust I had expected but of course
not really happy either, turning around he leaned on a wall and said.
"Jacob, I'm really sorry for what is happening to you, I can't even
imagine what you are going through, and your changes they look painful."
"Yes indeed they are, I'm however more worried about why I'm changing into
this." I gestured down my body.
"Sorry child, I can't explain that to you it might be best to ask the MCO,
you will have to tell them anyway."
"Looking like this?" I opened my wings and showed him the parts were they
still were bones and molding flesh. "They will probably shoot me on
sight."
"What about Larry? If you would call him and explain what is happening to
you, he could manage to get you a covered transport couldn't he?"
"Yes, he could, and he probably would if I call him," I admitted defeat. I
knew he was right, the MCO was my employee and of course I still thought
that mutants were dangerous, and should be controlled. I sighed, "Okay
I'll call him once I'm out of the bathroom."
My father moved towards me and lied his hand on my shoulder. "My child
believe me, you're doing the right thing."
I nodded, he was right, who knew maybe as a former employee the MCO they
would make sure I'm alright. After my father had left I went into the
bathroom and took a shower, I was worried how my wings would take ages to
dry, but the water was just rolling off the small feathers. My chest was
even more sensitive than before, and my nipples seemed to have puffed up a
little bit and changed in size and tint.
Shutting off the water and pulling a towel to dry myself I walked out of
the shower cubicle, the water was still rolling of my wings and made a
mess on the floor that I would have to take care of later. I cleaned the
steamed up mirror on the cabinet and checked myself in it, My face was
still changing however only small detail this time, my eyebrows had
changed in their density and looked as if I had just plucked them, my eyes
were bigger and almond-shaped, and their color that was really odd it
looked like it was glowing in a warm blue light.
My jaw and chin had gotten smaller again and gave my face a really heart
shaped look and the now gold blond hair that was covering it in dense
locks made sure that anybody would without question think I'm a girl, and
a pretty one.
Brushing my teeth before I walked out of the bathroom into the kitchen
covered only with the towel and the wings I started to make coffee. Then I
walked back into my sleeping room picked up my phone and messaged Larry,
"Hey Olsen, Goodwill here. I'll need to call in a favor, I have a problem
right now and need your help working it out, could you come over?"
I placed the phone on my bed and started to get dressed, which was kind of
a problem, I had no problems finding suiting trousers but a shirt? I went
into the kitchen and got myself a scissor, I cut a big hole in the back of
the shirt so I could fit my wings through it and after I had managed that
I pulled it over my head and then down.
Well that was the plan, that lead to four destroyed shirts before I
finally managed it. I looked at my ringing phone and saw that Larry was
calling. I picked up the phone and answered it before pulling out the
overcoat that would hide my wings.
"Goodwill," I answered the phone.
"Hey sweety could I please speak with Jacob it urgent tell him Olsen is
calling."
Did he just call me sweety? "Olsen it's me Jacob."
"Listen ma'am I don't have time for your jokes, would you please put Jacob
on the phone?"
Damn he can't even recognize my voice and thinks I'm a chick."It is me!
Olsen would you please just come over, something happened, and I think it
has to do with the chemical I had been exposed too on Sunday morning
during the mission."
"Jacob? I'll be there in fifteen." Finally he got it, thank god.
"Thank you:" I ended the call. I clothed myself in the overcoat to check
how it looked and it was easily long enough to hide my wings, I wasn't to
sure if it would be able to do that once they were fully covered in
feathers but for now it worked. Walking through the hallway into the
kitchen I filled myself another cup of coffee, then I sat down on a chair
carefully so I didn't strain the wings on my back and waited for Olsen. I
heard his car a few minutes later, when he parked in front of my garage. I
moved to the door and when he knocked I opened the door.
Olsen moved through the door and looked surprised at me, "Jacob?" I
nodded. "But how?" I shrugged my shoulders helpless "I really don't know,
it started 3 days ago and it became obvious to me yesterday when..." I
stopped mid sentence trying to fight the tears that started to form in my
eyes. "I'm turning into a mutant. What should I do?"
"If I were at your place turning into a mutant wouldn't be the first thing
I would worry about."
"Sob, what do you mean?"
"Goodwill you're turning into a hot chick. That would be my major
concern."
"My problem is a lot bigger than that I think, let me show you." I said
and started to remove the coat. Then I spread my wings to their full size.
"Okay that's a problem, so if I got you right you want me to bring you to
the MCO without notice of the public?"
"Yeah I don't want the people to realize a MCO Officer is turning into a
mutant it could cause a panic."
"Yeah you might be right, lucky for us you don't look anything like your
old self. I think with your coat on we can easily bring you there without
further notice."
I nodded and put my coat on again. Olsen moved to the door and signaled me
to move to his car. I went to the passenger seat and sat down. Olsen moved
behind the wheel and we drove off towards the MCO Offices. While we were
on the way Olsen notified the staff what was going on. I was glad that
nobody seem to look at us while we were driving towards the office and the
relief I felt when we finally drove into the underground parking lot made
me sigh.
Once Olsen had parked the car we got out and moved to the elevator, where
he used his ID to move us into the underground area. When the elevator
stopped and Olsen and me left it we were greeted by a doctor I didn't know
by name, He looked at us surprised and asked Olsen who the young girl was.
When Olsen explained I was the field agent that had been exposed to the
chemicals a good week ago his face went pale.
He told me how terribly sorry they were for not noticing that something
had changed my DNA and wanted to help me. I knew of course that this was
meaning I would have to endure a lot of tests, but my hope raised when he
told me that they would do everything they could.
The doctor told me to follow him to the labs so they could done some basic
stuff like getting another blood sample to compare it to the one they got
before my changes started to become obvious, and he also told me that they
were already working on the gene sequencing to compare it to my old gene
data when I had started to work two years ago.
We entered the lab and they asked me to get out of my clothes, when I
dropped the duster and revealed the wings everyone working in the lab went
silent. I ignored the stares and stripped down till I was in my shorts,
than I looked at the crowd of lab workers and told. "Okay I'm ready let's
start."
The doctor and lab workers needed another few seconds to get back to work
and the doctor that asked me to follow him told me. "Wow so how did this
start? Could you please explain everything that has happened since the
incident." I nodded and started to explain how I got exposed to the liquid
that turned into smoke when I shot at the attacking creeper, and then went
into the medical care for the next six days without changes.
Then I told them when I got out and was told to keep it quiet for two
weeks, I helped my father in the church and about the strange thing that
happened in the church. Then I told them how I noticed my hair getting
fuller, and how I felt this strange sensation at the church and during the
services, as well as about my hunger that just kept growing stronger and
stronger.
Then I started to describe what I had done and how the changes started to
become more obvious and how painful it was when the bones started to grow
out of my back. I explained that due to being so weak and sick at that
time I hadn't manage to get in contact earlier, and of course how I was
afraid of the reaction people would have. Then I told him how my sister
came over and helped me getting more comfortable as well as my father
before I contacted agent Olsen to bring me to the MCO without public
notice.
During the explanation they had taken the blood sample and used some
scanners on me to pick up several readings. They told me that they would
like to keep me there for a while why I was still changing to test some
ideas they had, and that they would like me to go for the basic mutant
test for now, they had already done most of the scans and picked up a few
thing I should be able to do.
I was happy to agree to find out what was wrong with me and if there was a
way to revert me back to my normal self. They told me that they would
really help if they would manage to find a way even though they said it
doesn't looked to well and I probably would have to deal with changing
into a mutant for the rest of my life.
We started of with some physical workout. They asked me to get on a
treadmill and that I should start running as fast as I could for as long
as I manage. I started to run and speed up the speedometer showed I was
running at a good 35 to 36 miles per hour which impressed me it was a lot
faster than any Olympian athlete I ever head off. I kinda worried after a
while when I looked at the clock getting bored from the same scene while
running and noticed that I had been running full speed for about two
hours.
While I was still running I mentioned to them that I still didn't felt
like I was starting to get tired and how long I should keep running. But
they just asked me to kept running, 9 hours later I mentioned that I
started to get really hungry and they asked me if it was due to the
running and I told them. "No, it just getting late and I haven't had
anything to eat for while. They explained me that they were thinking that
my changes were probably fueled by the nutrition I got and that stopping
to eat would maybe slow down the mutation progress.
So I agreed that I wouldn't eat for a while longer. Finally I had sprinted
on the treadmill for 16 hours without rest without slowing down they said
it was enough, my stamina doesn't look like it was dropping at all and all
my body functions seemed to work perfectly well. The doctor mentioned that
I would probably be able to run forever if I hadn't need to eat. When I
got down I noticed that my wings were now fully covered in feathers that
however we're still looking really small.
They asked me to test if I was able to fly but I didn't manage, they
explained that probably the feather were still to small to give me enough
upward trend, they would however like to see how much moment I could build
up when I used them to start of into a sprint. So they lead me into the
hallway where the had placed several radar controls and video cams.
I spread my wing and bend my knees to start of into a sprint I jumped off
while using my wings to propel myself through the hallway and I knew I was
a lot faster then when I was running on the treadmill. The doctor had
taken down some notes and explained me that I had managed to speed up to
about 65 mph which was really impressive since my wings hadn't been
completely developed yet.
They leaded me back into the labs and told me to lift several weights
which I managed without to much problems, I noticed that the lab staff
started to get really tired by now, and asked if they would like to call
it a day so they could get some rest but they wanted me at least to finish
the weighting test. I did and after a while I reached a weight I couldn't
lift any longer.
They told me my maximum weight was at around one point four metric tons
for the moment which would made me an high level exemplar. Then they
explained me that either I had picked up the avatar trait which they still
wasn't to sure off or my ideal form was that of an angel which would
explain why I had started to look like one. Given my religious background
I couldn't deny that the later one was possible, and I hadn't felt another
presence in my mind, which should have been the case if I had picked up
the spirit of an angel as they explained.
When they were happy with the results so far they asked me if I would mind
staying at the lab for the day till they had rested and of course I
didn't. They wanted to help me after all, and I would take every help I
could get. They leaded me to one of the prison rooms since they were the
only rooms with actual beds to rest and asked me if I would mind. I didn't
and entered it. I knelt down on the bed covering myself with my wings and
started to rest.
The next day was similar to the first I started with running but the
speedometer showed no differences and when I did the second speed jump
test my speed had increased by a good 15 miles per hour, my transformation
had slowed somewhat and my wings were only a little bit more developed, I
felt a tingling sensation at my waist and noticed it seemed to started to
get a little bit more narrow.
They explained me that probably my since my body hadn't had enough
nutrition to keep changing normal it had started to convert parts of my
body that weren't supposed to be that way to keep the change going. I
checked myself and noticed that I had lost all my body hair on arms and
legs and when I was on my own I checked my privates, lucky me they were
still looking the same as ever.
The weight test didn't show much difference to the day before I could lift
about one point six metrical tons, and they wanted me to test something
else. From their scanner they had picked up that I should be able to
manifest something and so they showed me different items for a few second
while asking me to concentrate on them and imagine holding them in my
hand.
After a few hours and thousand of different images they showed a sword and
if felt something was strange, then I felt a weight in my hand and looked
at a blade in my hand. It was really long the hilt must have been at least
8 inches big enough to grab it with both hands and the edge was about 39
inches, the blade itself was carved in about two third of its edge and
blue runes were glowing on it that seemed to emit some kind of mist that
was glowing blue in the light of the runes. The hilt was build into a two
form cruciform holding a blue sapphire in its mid. The sapphire was
glowing in the same color as the runes yet more intensive as if it was
fueling the runes but not emitting the mist.
I looked surprised at the sword that was longer then my legs, I was
measuring a good 5'8" to 5'9" as the doctor had told me which meant I had
gained at least two inches and the sword was nearly 4 feet in length. I
might have looked surprised the lab staff however was in full alert,
security rushed into the room holding stun guns at me and shouted I should
drop the weapon. Of course I did and the sword fell down and cut in the
concrete floor sinking slowly in while the concrete started to melt and
small red heated stones flew of with bangs as it started to cook.
The security wanted to lead me out of the room when the doctor stopped
them. "Wait wait," he looked at the concrete floor and I followed his
gaze. The floor was starting to turn red and lost his density. "Would you
please pick up the sword Jacob?" I nodded and pulled the sword out of the
floor holding it on the hilt, molten concrete rolled down the blade tip
and fell on the ground where it started to cool of and harden again. He
told me that I should imagine the sword to vanish and concentrate on it,
and after a while I managed to make it disappear. Security was called off,
but I was sure I had gave most of the people a real shock there.
The doctor explained to me that this was all they had wanted to test for
the day and brought me back to the cell, I was really hungry by now but he
told me if I wanted to try to stop my changes this was the only way they
could thought off until they knew more about the changes off my genes.
I wasn't happy about that but I played along. Back in my cell I tried to
kneel on the bed covering myself in my wings and tried to rest, but my
empty stomach kept me awake.
I started wandering through the room trying to calm myself somehow but
with each passing second the feeling of starvation got worse. I really
needed something to eat so I went to the door and pulled it open, or I
would have pulled it open if it had moved. I pulled stronger but it didn't
move at all. Did they lock me up? "Hey I really need something to eat." I
called out loud. Nothing no reaction at all. I knocked hard on the metal
door and then a small slit in the door opened. "What is it?" a person in
security uniform asked me.
"I am getting really hungry can I please grab something to eat?"
"Shut off you freak! Deal with it." the Security guy closed the slit.
Now I was really angry who was he thinking he was, I used to be a field
agent and he was just some grunt abusing the power he now hold over me. I
punched the door several times making dents in the metal door. I heard him
screaming in shock and surprise on the other side. Since I didn't manage
to open the door I knelt on the floor of my room and started to pray to
calm down.
I stopped surprised when I realized that the need to eat started to
diminish. Had I gone mad now due to starvation or just started to
hallucinate? I picked up my prayers again and shortly after I was sure.
The prayer seem to affect me in a positive way. Did that mean I was chosen
by god? No that couldn't be true, that was heresy. God had punished me for
my failings and put me into this situation to test my faith. With the pain
in my stomach gone I decided it was time to rest, I knelt myself on the
floor and used my wings to cover myself.
I had just started to rest when I smelled something strange in the air of
the room. I sniffed in the air. I knew I head smelled this before, but
where? Dizziness overcame me my sight began to blur, Gas. I thought they
are trying to poise me? I jumped up or more I stumbled up from the ground
moving towards the door where I started to hit against it making more
dents into the door.
Then I dropped on my knees, still punching the door while kneeling with
lesser power I started to realize I probably wouldn't make it. Tears of
fear started to form in my eyes as darkness embraced me.
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