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The Transformation: Paradigm shift. Ch-2 by Zane Rapha

Chapter 2: Lions in the woods.

I awoke to pitch blackness with bugs crawling on me, as I moved to shake them off I soon noticed I was under something, it was just as covered in bugs as me, but also moss? I then gave one of the walls a kick only to feel a shooting pain. Solid with no give. But then I kicked the roof and found that it lifted. I kicked again at an angle, and the mostly hollowed out log moved out of the way enough that I could slide out the narrow space. 'It seems I have been placed in a grave of some sort, but why?' I looked at my new environment and found myself in a densely wooded forest area, thick with paper birch trees and a ground that was mossy and wet. The last embers of sunlight were fading quickly behind the trees, and it was getting difficult to see. It took me a few moments to clear my mind of the groggy disorientation I was feeling. 'I still don't understand how I'm here? How did I arrive here, and why did I faint in the first place.' Sudden images of the tall man's face turning warped before everything turned to black, and some of being dragged. 'Oh yeah, him. I need to tread carefully. I never know when he will return.'

A distant sound of lions and bears roaring at the same time echoed through the forest. 'Well, that is my cue to leave.' I thought as I moved swiftly away from the sound, as quietly as I could, but soon the sound of running followed me. I started running as fast as I could. It became apparent I should not have moved to begin with. Something struck me down before running off again. I stood as fast as I could and started running again. It moved behind me faster than before, striking me from behind so hard I slammed into a tree 8ft away from me. The crack of bones echoed through the darkened forest, as a horrible pain filled my being.

It moved closer, sniffing the air. It was a solid black being with bright orange eyes that looked part human, part something else. It moved on all fours and had a snout and mane like a lion, but a tail like a lizard with a fork end. As soon as it bit into my neck, a large pale figure jumped onto it attacking it. It snarled before shouting. "Don't kill humans!" I found myself bleeding out on the ground helpless and feeling as tho I was unable to do anything. I strained my blurring eyes to focus on a sign in the distance as I started to try and crawl away what little I could. I hoped someone could save me, but I don't think there is much hope for me.

Suddenly, the pale man startled me by silently standing there over me. I laid there begging for mercy with my eyes as my voice had given up on me. With one hand he slowly removed his hat and bowed before me, as tho he was greeting me. I saw that where his right eye should be it was smooth skin as though, there wasn't even a socket. He said, "Greetings, I'm glad that you're awake now. I hope everything was to your liking this evening sir. I did try to help you as much as I could, but I sadly don't understand your kind anymore."

Something shot through me and slowly lifted my body off the ground. The agonizing pain forced a shriek from me. I was suspended in the air, blood pooling on the ground below me. My body became limp and cold, and I knew death would be coming soon. "I'm sorry that hurt you more then I intended it to, but your kind usually feels nothing from this if I recall. Wait, or do they? Hmm... I forget." He said, his voice seeming to get further away with every word.

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"Morningstar, can you get my coffee?" Asked Maxwell. "Hey Morningstar, can you get me some coffee too?" Agent Sian asked. "Sure, no problem," I said. While walking to the coffee machine, I noticed the Director leaving and I waved to acknowledge him as he walked out, then returned to Ace Director Maxwell Horren with his fresh cup of joe. "Here is your coffee, sir," I said. "Thank you, Morningstar. You keep this up and I may have to give you a rase." Maxwell said.

I returned to my computer passing Sian and handing her a mug with black coffee before continuing to work. After a short time, I noticed a quiet buzzing sound in my ears, which turned to static, like an old television. Soon, the sound got louder and increased in intensity. I began to feel nauseated and dizzy. I ran to the bathroom with a gut-wrenching feeling overcoming me. Then, a terrible headache began in my temples, and my breathing became weak and shallow, making me feel lightheaded and starved for air. I hovered over a toilet, with water in my mouth as nausea continued to overcome me. It wasn't long before I knew I would faint if I did not lie down. I closed my eyes and sat back against the stall door and rubbed my temples with my fingertips.

The sound of gunfire filled the air and a sense of dread fell over me. "Oh, Shit!" 'What the hell just happened?' I thought to myself as tried to stand. The pain in my head and stomach twisted around from the sudden movement. I walked to the doorway of the restrooms and looked around on the office. An eerie quiet filled the air. I stumble out from the restroom searching for a wall to grasp to when I fell past a cubical and see red chunks and blood everywhere. 'Maxwell's head is missing.' I thought in shock. My body turned and my eyes darted to Sian's cubical. 'She's gone. Maybe she ran to get help.' I thought to myself as my eyes rested on the sealing. A shadow moved against the light, but by then I started to feel the fade as I fell asleep.

I awoke to the sound of a voice in the distance, my eyes remaining shut against my will. "Hey Kate, I'm so sorry about our plans, something came up, and I'm going to be busy all day tomorrow, but I'm coming over to visit you tomorrow night instead, bye." "HEY! ARE YOU OKAY? ...Buzz." It then cut out and with it the sound of something being set down. "Don't worry, this is only a formality. Aedi on evah uoy. Oreh a era uoy kniht uoy ekil gnitca era uoy ereh, Tey. elttil os wonk dna hcum os kniht uoy nac. Woh namuh citehtap a ylurt era uoy." As they spoke it became hard to think, the words became another language to me.

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My eyes slammed open and the thoughts that it was just a dream came flooding in. I sat up and placed on my slippers before walking over to a stained wooden desk. I reached into fountain pen drawer to retrieve the secret key stashed inside a hollow fountain pen. Then I reached behind the retractable keyboard tray, to locate the key latch for the locked file box. I opened the file box without looking because experience with my daily writing exercise made me familiar with the lock by touch alone. I retrieved my book and began to review my last few entries.

| -12/3/2021- | It was strange last night. I swore I saw something for a second. I lied when I called it in. Now it's nagging at me. I should have given them more. Why ask me to go home in the middle of a suspect report? That is not protocol. | -12/4/2021- | I didn't expect Max to blow off my concerns like that. He told me that I was working too hard and that it was making me paranoid. I pleaded with him as someone I consider my brother, he only gave me a worried look. | -12/5/2021- | Today I asked if I could return to the crime scene with a team. I got turned down by the Director who said, don't waste our resources on paranoid delusions. The nerve of him. Fucking red tape. | Update: I get it now, I went back to the scene and it was cleaned. The walls were painted over. The ground had cement freshly laid in the ally. But they missed something. A kid was playing outside and I asked him if he saw anything strange and he said his older sister did when she was sneaking out last night. I spoke with her and she described a truck unmarked with men walking around in all camo outfits with black vests, the vests had a print in the top right of it. S.O.I.R.

'Right. I need to research S.O.I.R. I'm sure the will come up in F.B.I. database.' I thought to myself as I put away my journal. The feeling of eyes on me grew as I put it back in the lockbox, locked it and stashed the key back in my fountain pen. "That is one way to hide something you don't want people to see." Said a female voice from behind me. I tried to turn to face the woman but as I moved a loud ringing filled my ears. "You don't have to see me, to know that I'm there. You are one of us... after all. Don't worry. It will pass. This feeling of pain." She said from behind. I got out my journal. I found the pages 12/3/2021 through to 12/5/2021 and tore the pages out. The feeling of pain with each page being torn as though with the pages a piece of my mind went with it. The days must disappear. I cannot keep a record of this. I know in my mind that this is not my thoughts but I must burn the pages. After burning my pages I returned my journal back to its proper place, hidden in my desk. I feel very tired, and lie down on my bed and fall asleep. As my eyes shut I think to myself 'How are you doing this to me?!'

~ ~ ~ ~ December- 2001

I open my eyes to a cold and immaculate all-white padded room. The fluorescent light above me flickers every now and again. I stair up at it with an empty feeling as I lay strapped to the table. Cordes run from arms and chest to a monitor and IV drip across the room. The room was void of sound. 'This was normal. I was always there. Never a time where I left the room.' A buzz rang at the door and it opened. One by one, men in all-white came and loomed over me. One of them stuck me with needles as the others reviewed the monitor and wrote it all down. One of them entered with a brush a washcloth; he bushed my hair and cleaned me before wrapping my feet and hands so I couldn't scratch anyone. Then he left, and soon after their leader came in. He shined a light in my eyes before looking over at the monitor; his face twisted into worry. "Take him off everything, we need to keep him from hurting himself." He commanded the other men in all-white. "Yes sir." said one of them as he turned the machines off. They pulled out the IV and removed the tags for the monitor. "Good now, where is it?" The lead scientist inquired, to which the other scientists moved to the side allowing a nurse to enter with a large needle. "The other compounds have already been injected, this is all that is left, sir." She stated as she moved to inject. I cried out, "Mister, please stop. I implore you!" "I'm afraid not, see, you are our most prized mystery. You must realize this by now, considering you are such an intelligent boy. Now please be calm Zane; this will end shortly." The lead scientist stated. Suddenly a sharp pain felled my being as the needle entered and the contents were plunged into my body. I started crying, tears ran down my face as they just watched with pen and clipboard in hand. My chest pounded harder and harder with each beat. 'Please let me die this time? Will it end?' I thought as with every breath grew harder to draw. Each of the men in white wrote on their borders as the pain continued to grow inside me. They finally looked up and walked out one by one. As the lead scientist looked back at me and shook his head, a look of sadness formed. "You still hold on to this body even though it only damages you. I honestly do not understand you." He then turned and left the room. At the doorway he stopped to talk with a woman; what he was saying was faint. She then entered the room and closed the door behind her. She was short and don the same all-white outfit with lab-coat, but she also had on a black baseball cap that was placed on backwards. She reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a pair of garden cutters. "Don't worry, I will help you, child. You don't deserve any of this..." She said before she started cutting on the straps. "Your name is Zane, right? It's going to be okay now. No more tests. I promise you." My pain remained as she cut me free. I could not move very well thanks to the years of immobility. She then unraveled the wraps from around my hands and feet before lifting me up to carry me out of the room. We entered into a long hallway that was all-white with a blue line running across the floor, and doors marked with numbers in red. "My name is Cora by the way... You are so small and light. They don't feed you enough, you poor thing. Your family would be sad if they could see you now." She said as she walked to the end of the hall and turned to meet the stairs before going down them. "I don't have a family," I said quietly. She looked at me for a minute before smiling. "You should have some... If not, I'll be your family, and I'll make sure you are never unhappy again." She said, giving me a smile.

After a bit more walking we were outside and there she had a large white stretched canvas bag. She then hugged me with one arm while using a free hand to open the bag before slipping me inside it. She then had me hold papers and folders that were originally inside of it, to conceal myself. As she walked she assured me that they would think nothing of it before she reached the checkpoint. "Good evening Doctor Morningstar, I see you're taking your work home with you again?" Said a man's voice. "Yes, just a few forms and spare parts from the Robotics lab." She replied. "I see, well I'm sure you know the protocol by now." He returned. "Yes, the release forms." She said before placing the bag on the floor gently and writing on a piece of paper. The guard gave her a nod and she lifted the back and walked away from the checkpoint. "See not so bad now, was that?" She asked before placing the bag in the passenger seat of the car. I crawled up to poke my head out of the bag to be greeted with a very nice car. It had sets lined with black leather. It was pristine as though it had just been driven off the car lot. "I see you like my car. It's fairly new so it still has the new car smell that people love." She smiled at me before turning the car over. "Thank you!" I mumbled with a slight smile. "Don't thank me, please. You do not deserve any of what they did to you. I'm just sorry it took me a year to find out about you. If I knew, I would have helped you a lot sooner. Screw the job! Those Fucks should know better than to use a kid for experiments, I mean Fucking ay list fuck wads. Excuse my tongue. Don't repeat that, please." She said giving me a saddened expression. "Things are not always what they seem," I replied. She gave me a glance before returning her eyes to the road. A saddened look twisted on her face into anger as she thought of what they were doing to him for years.

~~~~ -2 year later- Children laughing and playing at a park as cars roar past sending gusts of wind to lash out at the pedestrians walking on the sidewalks. A petite woman with short black hair carries a bag of parts she just stripped from an old junk cars and parts lot. She is pleased with herself for the amazing stuff she managed to get her hands on. She made her way slowly to the new house she and her son had just moved into. Her son is a very smart young boy who won a Guinness World record for highest IQ and is considered a Child prodigy. He was walking home from school when he saw her returning from her venture. She smiled when she saw him and quickened her pace she placed her things on the ground and opened her arms to welcome him home. He ran to her with a smile on his face as well.

'No don't make me live through that night again. Anything else but that.' I thought to myself.

"Soooo... how was your first day at school today? Teach any of the Teachers anything new?" She said with a smirk as they sat at a table eating dinner. "You know it would be rude of me to try and educate the educators. I want them to like me." He said before looking down at the table. "I have no friends still." "Don't worry about it honey, just give it some time. You'll make friends I'm sure of it. People just have to get to know you." She said with a smile before sitting up and kissing him on the top of his head. She then grabbed both their plates and took them over to the sink and started washing them. "Look there is a park not far from here, I passed it on my way home. You should play like the other kids, you'll find lots of friends that way. If you want I can take you tonight before bed so you can get used to the idea." She turned and gave me a smile as she put away the dishes. "I would like that." He smiled. "Very well then, let's not waste daylight!" She said walking over to a closet and pulling out her coat and his. He jumped down and sprinted for the door grabbing his coat out of her hand as he passed her. "Come on mom!" He said before opening the door. "Okay Zane, calm down. Wow! I don't think I have ever seen you this excited." She said with a smile on her face as she followed after him. She soon reached the park seconds behind him as they both ran. He ran to the swings and sat on them before kicking his legs. "Mother, can you push me please?" "Of course." She said walking over to behind him and giving him a kiss before pushing him. His smile grew as she pushed him higher and higher.

'No stop it!'

"Did you have fun?" She asked as they walked back. "Yes, I did! Lots of fun and you know why?" He asked. "Why?" She asked him with a pleased look. "Because you are the best mom in the world." He answered with a grin. "Oh you are silly, you don't know that! There are millions of moms and some do a lot more for there kids and have a lot more on their plate. I'm just your mom so I seem special to you." She replied before giving him a smile. "But, it is sweet that you think so much of me." "I love you." He said quietly before he heard the sound of someone falling to the ground. "Mom?" He turned to see her laying on the ground unmoving. "Mom... Get up please." He said quietly, tears running down his face. He looked her over with no clear sign of injury. "Are you awake?" He asked before placing his hand on her neck. He felt no sign of movement, not a breath nor heartbeat. He felt a sharp pain but he was not hurt. His breath grew unsteady and tears ran down his face. He heard a woman in the distance scream and yell call 911. He laid down next to her, knowing she would be taken away soon. He hoped a doctor could save her but something told him she was gone.

-The next morning.- "Can't believe it. She was gone just like that?" A woman said to a man who sat beside her. "Yeah, she apparently has been having blackouts every now and then at work. That's a big sign for tumors." The man that was with the woman said. "I just can't believe she had a child and never told me." She said to him. "You shouldn't be surprised. You did tell her you never wanted to see her again, 8 years ago." The man said in a mad tone. "I didn't mean it. She's my sister, I loved her to death. I wish she had told me. I never would have retired it I knew. Now I can't keep him. I simply can't afford it right now." She replied. "Milly, yes you can if you stop buying so many new shoes and going to other countries for weekend trips. That stuff will cost you more than that kid ever will. Plus he will get a check since she was retired, she died and he is still a child. Think about it. I could raise him for you. You wouldn't lose any of your freedom." He stated, trying to reason with her. "Excuse me? No, I'm not taking him on just so you can yell at me when he does something stupid. And trust me, he will! He is 5 and he will be 6 in five days. His mother just died in front of him. He has no friends, so no peers to rely on for comfort. You think he won't be messed up from all this and have a punkass rebellious phase where he commits crimes?" She stated loudly. The cops looked over at her from down the hall. "Say that louder could you. I don't think the kid heard you yet." The man replied with sarcasm.

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