A hidden laboratory underneath Phoenix
??? takes a look at his computer screen. it says "You have recieved a message from ??.
"It's me. The project is a success. We will finally be able to create the perfect *****. The results will be on your desk tomorrow." The video message shuts off.
??? smiles and says something inaudible. He pulls a black object out of his pocket.
A gunshot rings throughout the lab.
A school is New York
"When people look at me, they think I am an emo. That is totally not true, right?"
Chloe Sanrie was not an emo. She was just a tomboy who cared about manga, video games, and anime. She did care about boys, and that was the only thing that made her like other girls.
"It's your image," Edward said. "That's just how people see you."
"Last time I checked, you're not a publicist!"
"Well, then ask your dad for help."
Chloe was silent.
"Chloe, what's wrong?"
"Dad's...."
"Dad's been missing for a while. Sorry." Chloe was talking on the phone with one of her father's assistants.
"No I don't know where he is. Goodbye."
After hanging up, she called Edward and gave him a voicemail message.
After finishing the message, she ran into her father's study. It was silent, but there was a faint glow through another door.
Another door? Chloe went through the doorway and noticed that the place was a full-scale lab.
What kind of project was so huge that it would need a lab so large?
Notes were scattered around the room. Some were about disease and cures. Some were about cloning.\
She checked her dad's video messages, and saw that they were all from her father's assistant about Project S.O.F.T.
"Cloning must be what Project Soft is really about," she deducted. Why would they keep the true meaning secret?
It made little sense to her. She looked around for clues.
There were video messages about creating the perfect clone, with countless failed attempts. Until the hundredth subject. She recoiled in fear as she looked at the file. The clone was made from a dead boy. One she knew. One she went to school with every day.
The boy's name was Edward Jekyll.
S.O.F.Tware Laboratories
Edward was also looking for clues. His method was more forceful than Chloe's. "Are you going to answer me?!" he roared at a scientist in anger. He looked at the file. "What does this all mean?"
"I can't answer that! Leave now before I call security!"
Edward grabbed the scientist and choked him. "You weren't listening. I. Want. ANSWERS. NOW!!"
"V-v-v-very well, boy," the scientist complied and was thrown across the room. "It all started a year ago- with Chloe's father. He wanted to clone people, under the guise of medicine. So he began the project...
"Her father never left his study. Every clone kept dying rapidly. He soon became a shut-in. Then one day he appeared at the main labs saying he found the true piece of the missing puzzle."
"What was it?"
"Death. A second chance as a prosthetic being. The subjects would have to be killed.
"I agreed to the inhumane decision. The clones DNA were amplified to give them unusual abilities. Ever since then, we used patients and killed them. To create the clones."
"That's awful!" Edward cried. "How could you have agreed?"
The scientist was silent. "Edward. You know you're a clone now. We erased some of your memories, so you would never know the truth."
"Tell me."
"You were diagnosed with 5 lethal diseases simultaneously. This was because your original was sick as well. Your original died the day we cloned you."
"Because I was perfect."
"But he isn't dead. Have you heard of Silent Hill?"
"What?"
"When you and your original meet, you will become one. This allowed us to preserve the subject."
"What happens after that?"
The scientist smiled grimly. "You die."
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Flashback
I stare into her bright green eyes in that face I've known for so long, and then suddenly the blood drains from her face.
"Chloe, Chloe run!" she screams. "They're coming." She makes it two steps before it happens. Before everything goes black.
Chapter 1
Three years later I am still pondering over that moment. It is my only memory. Before that I just don't remember. But, it's the only thing that I have been thinking about. Staring into the past, begging it for more details.
Right now, I am riding a tram back to Salsiva from Lina where I serve as a maid to rich family so that I can make money for my family. My face burns with anger whenever I( walk into the McShones mansion. Here, the disparity between the rich and the poor is very immense. Salsiva is the poor district where I live and LIna is the wealthy district. I live in Salsiva.
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