Genesis III

Chapter 1: Patient 50

"Adam, it's ready," Dr. Liana said.

"Shall we begin then," Adam Tauras replies.

Doctor Yin Liana pushes a button that activates a recording device. "Doctors Log, Entry #1, the Genesis Project has been initiated. Patient 1: Arwyn Mend is about to take the first dosage of Dust in which consists of 3mg. Begin Injection."

A needle attached to a mechanical arm pierces the young man's arm and begins to inject 3mg of Dust into him.

"Patient heart rate slowly increasing, begin second Injection of 3mg."

Another needle begins to pierce his other arm.

"Heart rate rapidly increasing, the patient, the patient has token a dosage of 6mg of Dust with a Heart rate per minute of 87, 88, 89. . . Begin final injection."

The final needle pierces his neck. Within seconds a long BEEEEEPPP is heard.

"Patient 1: Arwyn Mend. . . Deceased, experiment was a failure. After 7mg of Dust, patient's heart stopped. Huh, End of Doctors Log, Entry #1."

A robotic voice responds, "Would you like to replay recording?"

Adam starts to impatiently walk away. "What a waste of time," he angrily states.

Several Weeks Later

"Doctors Log, Entry #38, the Genesis II project has been a complete failure so far. Patients injected with Grimm Blood experience severe hallucinations and schizophrenia. Dosage has been reduced to 6mg instead of 10mg Patient 31: Talen Gugnir reported 3 hours ago that after 6mg dosage he began to suffering from minor hallucinations. At 5 hours, the hallucinations become severe unless a full 10 mg dosage is given. Then Hallucinations become severe within the 2 hours after injection. . ." an idea disturbs her train of thought.

'Old Legends tell of Men using Dust to defeat the Grimms. The library has my answer.' Dr. Liana reaches down and pushes a button.

A robotic voice says, "Your recording has been stopped."

Several Weeks Later

"Adam I finally figured it out, and I'm 100% sure this time," Dr. Liana states.

"Even if you are, I've lost 49 trainees to the Genesis Project, the very project that was supposed to breed Super-Soldiers for the White fang. Instead I have low-morale and scared cadets." Adam finishes with a frustrated tone.

"All I need is one soldier, anybody. Just give me anybody," she begs.

". . . Fine give me a few minutes." Adam leaves the lab and enters the training yard.

Outside are recruits training with swords. "Recruits! Form Up!" Adam calls out. Around 30 recruits flood the area in front of him and begin to listen.

"Which one of you would like to gain the power to destroy your enemy, to conquer, vanquish and kill those who oppose you? The Genesis III Project will grant you this power. You will become a White fang Legend. . . does anyone volu-" before Adam could finish. A young faunas, about 17 years old with short black spiked hair, dark grey ears and averaging about 5'11'', proudly says,

"I volunteer."

I follow Adam into a Laboratory. Inside is a chamber with a bed, tables with papers scattered everywhere and a tall, fair faunas woman with long cat ears, green eyes, orange long hair and of course, shes wearing a lab coat. Once the woman takes notice of me, she bolts over and gives me a friendly look.

"Hi, I'm Doctor Yin Liana, I research Dust and how it can help the faunas as it did for the men in the old days," the woman says.

"Uhh...Hi, I'm Ulysses (U-lee-sees) Strider, a trai-"

"Yes. Yes. Let me explain the process to you. First, I'm going to strap you into that bed over there" - she points at the chamber with the bed - "then I'm going to inject you with 3mg of Grimm blood, followed by 3mg more, then a final 2mg. In 2 hours you will begin to suffer from severe hallucinations and at hours exactly, if not treated, you will suffer from internal organ damage, possibly seizures or even a heart attack. But don't worry about that because at 3 hours, the Grimm blood will have flourished throughout your body in which is when I begin phase 2; the Dust injections. The Dust dosage will consist of a 3mg injection, then another 3mg, then a final 4mg. Adding up to 10 mg of Dust and 8mg of Grimm Blood," she finally finishes.

"Wait, what is the Dust gunna do to me? Or what are the side effects?"

She gives me a small smile and says, "Oh don't you worry, the Dust acts as a cure to the Grimm blood. There are no side effects . . . well, besides being in excruciating pain for a couple minutes."

Holy crap, I hope this is worth it.

"Shall we begin then?"She asks.

I head into the chamber and get strapped in, "Wait, Dr. Liana. When this is over, what will I have gained from it?" I ask her.

"I don't know. No one's ever survived it. But don't worry, you'll be fine." Her reassurance fails to make me feel safe.

Dr. Liana starts making her way for the door, when she stops and turns to me,

"By the way . . . Welcome to the Genesis III Project." A door slides shut and she heads over to a computer where Adam is. I see her press a button and begin moving her mouth. All noise is blocked out from the control room.

Three mechanical arms with needles attached to them descend from the ceiling towards me. A needle pierces my right shoulder, and starts injecting me with a blackish substance. Then another needle pierces the other shoulder. My body starts to feel numb and shaky. A third needle pierces me in the neck. 'Bzzzz' a staticky noise echoes through the room, then to be cut off by a woman's voice,

"You've been injected with 8mg of Grimm blood. No Faunas has ever survived 2 hours. . In order to receive the Dust injection, you must survive for 3 hours. Good Luck." Her voice cuts out. I then witness Adam and the Doctor slowly leave the room.

At the 1 hour mark, the muscles in my arms, chest, back and legs begin to tense up and get tight. My eyes start to twitch and my mouth goes dry. The fatigue wasn't that bad considering I was strapped in tight enough that I couldn't even move a limb.

"S-s-s-slave" a shallow voice calls out.

I tilt my head forward and look around but I see no one else in the room.

More voices enter. "Liessss . . . deceptionnn . . . kill them allll . . . take the power for yourselffff." This voice frightened me out of them all. It's hiss echoed through my mind like a person shouting inside a cave. Multiple voices start talking at once now. "Weak" a voice says. "You're not gunna make it" another a few seconds, the voices stop and I relax.

'Tap Tap' It sounded like someone tapping on glass. I raise my head to see over 30 dead faunas standing in the room. They were all branded with a blazing number on their chest. All of them slowly start raising their hands and point at me. Above me the mechanical arms starts to come towards me with needles aiming at my chest.

"No, no, no, Err, ahh Noooo!" I scream as the needles stab into my chest. Am I hallucinating or is this real?

My eye sight becomes a blur and I lose my ability to focus on objects.

'The clock' I think to myself. I quickly divert my attention to the clock, to see how much time has passed but because I couldn't focus. I couldn't tell the time. Every muscle in body starts to have a spasm. I didn't realize it, but I started flailing and screaming uncontrollably. The straps loosen and I manage to escape the bed. I roll over onto the floor smacking my head against the cold surface. My lungs become tighter then a snare drum. My breathing sounded like continuous gasps for air. I lose control of my body completely now.

I hear a voice quietly whisper to me. "Welcome to the Genesis III Project."