A Tail of Beastians - Chapter One: Abduction
It was morning like any other. Clear blue skies shined down upon the small town. The town was already full of energy, people moving to get their chores and errands done. The only person not seen moving was Alex. He was still asleep on his couch in his boxer shorts. The days were growing hotter as the month wore on. His clock read 10:21 when a knock was heard at his door. He grunted sleepily when he heard the third knock. "Alex, I know you're in there," spoke the apartment manager. Alex pretended to be asleep. "Alex, your late on your rent. If you don't pay up by the end of the day, I'll have to evict you," as he said this, the manager away to return to the front counter. Alex was wide awake now, though he didn't move. He had let out a big yawn when he heard another knock on his door. Not bothering to put on pants, he got up and walked to the door.
With the chain lock in place, he opened the door at a length, and peered through the opening. There stood two men in black suits: a tall, bald, black man carrying a silver briefcase, and a shorter, balding, white man. "Who are you supposed to be? The Men in Black?" he said before he could stop himself.
"Yes we are. Will you let us in please?" said the balding man. Alex couldn't tell if he was being serious or sarcastic.
"Sorry, I can't. I'm gonna be busy all day," he lied.
"We won't take up much of your time," said the black man. Alex took a few seconds to decide, but thought it best to listen to what they wanted. He shut the door to unlatch the lock, and opened the door to let them in. The two men stepped into the small room and looked around, not really taken aback by the rooms' appearance. Apparently, hey had seen worse.
Without being asked, they both sat down, and introduced themselves; the white mans name was Lucas, and the black mans name being Markus. "Can I get either of you a soda?" Alex asked.
"No, thanks," replied Lucas. Markus remained silent, holding up his hand to signal no. Alex strode to the fridge to grab a can for himself. As he opened the can and drank, he eyed his two guests. 'These two should be thirsty in this heat,' he thought to himself. He finished the drink, and threw into a trashcan hanging on the inside of a cupboard. He then rolled a computer chair to the other side of the coffee table to sit in front of the couch, and his visitors. Alex spoke as he sat informally, "So, what you here for?"
"Well, we're here because our boss has a proposition for you Mister â€" uh," Lucas said.
"Alex. Just call me Alex."
"Alex. He'll reward you handsomely if you accept."
"What's his problem? Something wrong with his computer?"
"Not exactly," Lucas responded, sounding a bit troubled.
At this, Markus cleared a place a space on the coffee table, and set the briefcase down, facing Alex. As he unlatched the briefcase, Lucas continued, "Our boss, Professor Garret, would like to speak with you further on this subject." Markus opened the briefcase, revealing a thin laptop unfolding as it opened. The screen flickered to life, and video window showed an old man standing in front of an electronic desk that faced a bunch of blank monitor screens. The old man had pure white hair with a bald top. He had pure blue eyes, though anyone with enough sense would see the evil glare behind them. His nose looked to be broken once before. He was wearing a lab coat over an ordinary blue shirt and jeans. One look at him was all it took for Alex to instantly be creeped out.
"Good morning," the old man said with a sort of deep wheezy voice, "My name is Garret Brockovitch, though my associates refer to me as Professor Garret."
"Good morning," Alex replied.
"Well, you must know a bit of my proposition?"
"Not really."
"Hm, very well. I'm willing to pay a hundred thousand dollars wi-"
I'm not accepting any deals without knowing the conditions," Alex said, cutting the professor off.
"Very well," Garret said, "Fifty thousand it is. The condition is very simple really. I would like to study your body. You see, through some of my connections, and by sheer luck I came across your DNA."
"Ok, what about it?" Alex asked, sounding a little curious.
"Your DNA is more unique than realize. The chromosome in your DNA is special. It's different than an ordinary humans," Garret said.
"I'm still not following. What are you planning to use my DNA for IF I let you study my body?" Alex asked, putting emphasis on if. Before the professor answered, a glint showed in his eyes. Alex pretended not to see this.
"Why, I'm going to use your DNA to help people all over the world," the professor said, "I'll use it to find a cure for cancer, a cure for diabetes. You have no idea how special your DNA really is." When Professor Garret finished, Alex thought over everything he heard. It was obvious to him the professor had lied. No one persons DNA is special enough to cure both cancer and diabetes, let alone of them. 'What is this old man really after,' he thought. Alex kept stalling for time to think by pointing out some of the more things he liked as he tried to figure out what the professor wanted. All he needed was a clue. He couldn't have asked for a better clue than the one that followed. After a half hour of Alex droning on about random subjects, Garret began to tire of standing, and listening without receiving an answer. He made to sit down in a chair behind him, and accidentally pressed a button, turning on one of the monitor screens behind him. He immediately pressed the same button, and the monitor screen went off.
'What was that' Alex thought. Even if it was for a brief second, he had caught a glimpse of a creature on the screen before it went off. What really caught his attention was the long, silvery, flowing hair it had. Whatever the reason Garret wanted his DNA for he knew it wasn't to cure cancer or diabetes. He knew that bit was a lie. He took a deep breath, and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to decline your offer. Now if you will excuse me, I have to get dressed. I have something important to do." Alex made to stand when Garret said, "Very well. I'm sorry too." Alex froze, still standing beside the computer chair. Markus and Lucas were both on their feet now, and rounded the table to stand at either side of Alex. "Do it," Garret ordered. At this, Markus turned Alex toward him, and kneed him in the stomach. Having his breath knocked out of him, Alex staggered, trying to stay on his feet when a force hit him hard on the back of his head. He fell forward as everything around him turned black.