Death of DNA Chap.1 The Beginning
First, thank you Skizo! I honestly didnt think anyone would respond! Also, sorry for the page Weirdness. I use my grandparents wifi to post stuff and have to use word doc. to type my stories when i dont have it, and when i copy and paste it, stuff goes CRAZY.
first chap. in my "Death of DNA" series. Ill start on "Project F.U.R.N.A." when this reaches an end.
First, thank you Skizo! I honestly didnt think anyone would respond! Also, sorry for the page Weirdness. I use my grandparents wifi to post stuff and have to use word doc. to type my stories when i dont have it, and when i copy and paste it, stuff goes CRAZY.
Chap. 1 Perspective-Victor Qorat
"Dr. Qorat to genetics lab DNA vaults. Please have specimen K-Delta delivered to splicing chamber immediately."
I am Victor Qorat. I am a scientist in the WorldWide Genome Project. My primary field of study is Canis Lupis, or the grey wolf. My story however, is much more remarkable than simple DNA analysis. It all started this fateful day of December 6, 2014, during a seemingly routine genetic splice simulation, designed to test weither or not humans could receive traits such as advanced hearing, smell, and speed from being given a triple helix of DNA from a wolf's DNA molecules through radioactive fusion. I had already warmed up the System with my normal morning routine, playing Galaga before anyone else got to the lab, and was waiting for the latest batch of samples.
Suddenly, a message came through my contact headset," Upkeep to Dr .Qorat, sample shuttles are down. You will have to get it yourself until they are fixed. Oh, one more thing. I know it likes to sniff around the lab, but keep your dog away from the cafeteria. Damn thing ate my leftover pizza."
"Cool it Carrie, he just gets hungry sometimes. Tell him to go to master. Also, he is not a dog, he's a wolfdog. There is a difference. He is more likely to eat you, and his name is Woofie."
"WAIT WHAT?"
"You heard me."
"HE'S ON HIS WAY TO YOU RIGHT NOW. SIGNING OFF"
I leaned back in my swivel chair and chuckled. I always enjoyed messing with Carrie, though this time it was true, if I gave the right command he would have killed and eaten her on the spot. Not that I would have.
My office was small, yet cozy. My desk was a plain metallic grey, with two drawers on the right, and one on the top. My desktop computer was a brand new, custom built flat screen with state of the art software and a high speed internet connection. The desk was covered with little knickknacks of wolves and other canines, and a small dragon figure. My chair was black, had a net back, red trim, and a soft cushion. On my computer, my empty SoFurry story page seemed to taunt me. I was working on a story, but didn't quite have much finished. Someday I suppose.
I stood up and looked down at my clothes. My labcoat was its usual crisp clean white, and my black pants seemed to be spotless as well.
That'll change when Woofie finds me. Dirty little pup. Ah, but I love him.
I turned toward my door to find it was closed, which was unusual, because I always left it open for Woofie.
_Weird. Maybe someone was pushing a cart and it shut it. Wait... nobody has any reason to push a cart past my office. It's at the end of a dead end hall. _
_ _This in mind, I opened the door and stepped out into the hall and was immediately struck with the smell of flowers. I looked around for the source, and couldn't find one.
Weirder and Weirder...
I took a few seconds to look at the hall. It was grey and dull, with light blue office doors lining both sides.
Off we go....