Chapter 8

Gas Bombs

I always had an interest in genealogy, the study of genetics. Genetic codes make a living creature what it is. My true goal in life was not only to avenge my family, but also to learn how to edit the genetics of certain creatures and mutate them. Like turning a mouse into a vicious monster of danger. 

Lately, I have altered the genetics of a small raven to create a wild bird-like creature. I personally name it, “Experiment A1”. I have heard reports saying that our first experiment, A1, killed a whole unit of soldiers. It was a huge success. I have already started working on experiment A2 and A3. They are similar, but A2 is most complicated and very strong. A3 is weaker, but will help us in finding the kids. A2 is to have high senses such as strong hearing, sight and smell. 

Now I plan on releasing the final project. I call it Experiment B1. It is a gas that when reaches the lungs of a living thing it rewrites its DNA. I have now inserted it into bombs so that it releases the gas after detonation. I plan to use it on the survivors.

If the gas reaches their lungs, it will turn them into mindless creatures that will hunt down any other survivors. Then no survivors will remain. I will have complete rule over the world. And there is no escape.

“Yes, sir!” the soldiers saluted to me as I passed them down the hall. I was about to test Experiment B1 on some puny prisoners I had captured. If it doesn’t work, then none of my people would be harmed. Only the prisoners would be harmed. And if it did work, I’d know that the gas would turn any survivors into my servants.

I walked into the room where the prisoners were staying. 

“Hello,” I said to the prisoners. 

“I’m glad you are here. You are about to change the way everyone views genetic editing. You are about to change history. Be ready for anything.”

Five soldiers entered the room and opened the cell gate to let the prisoners out. They led them out into the hall. I followed.

We continued until we reached another room. The room was full of experiments and chemicals in test tubes. There was also a gas chamber in the room. I put the prisoners in the gas chamber. I took a small container of gas with me. I also took a gas mask and strapped it to my head as I entered the chamber.

The soldiers already had some built into their suits. I took my device and swiped it into the release mode. The container’s sealed lid had slid off. It released a yellow gas that floated over us. The prisoners started to a cough and gag. One fell to the ground wheezing.

“Is it working, sir?” asked one of the soldiers. 

“I can't tell yet,” I said.

I looked at the wheezing prisoners and saw them go crazy. They were acting as if their insides were melting. They attacked the five soldiers that were in the room. As they savagely attacked the soldiers, I opened the door of the gas chamber with my hand print, got out, and sealed the chamber. 

“Help us!” I saw a soldier mouth. It was sound proof, so I couldn’t hear her.

“Sorry, but at least you will be a part of my experiment. You’ll be famous,” I said into the intercom. I admit I can be cruel sometimes like that, but I am doing this for my family. 

I watched the soldiers trying to get out. I took off my gas mask and waved back to them as I walked away