Genesis:Night Dancer
Part I:Hit and run
Prologue:
Its a hot muggy night in the heart of the Amazon as Professor William Franklin Henrich and his assistant and wife, Doctor Pamela Marie Henrich settle down for a quiet night of rest and relaxation. Professor Henrich finishes up his log entry as his wife walks over and sets herself in his lap, he lazily gazes at the monitor of his onboard computer and types into the keyboard with his one outstretched hand. Placing his other hand upon his wife's lap. "Is the Baby sleeping?" He asks. "I put her to bed over an hour ago..." She chuckles. "You need to take a break you've been working too hard." She says smiling slyly and placing her cup on the table next to the monitor. He lifts his head as she turns to kiss him. "...and I know just the thing you need..." She chuckles boldly. "Hmn...my lucky night..." He says smiling back at her gazing into her eyes. Suddenly they feel a rapid tugging motion as the boat stops in place. "Huh?! What's going on?!" She franticly shouts. "I'll check it out its probably a problem with the motor. He clicks into his computer again as it displays an outline of the ship and a flashing light in the rear section indicating a foreign object in the motor. "Something's clogging the motor...I'll check it out." "Be careful hun...oh I hope its not an animal...you know how they tend to get caught up in the motor a lot on these boats." He walks over to the rear of the boat and juts back in shock, he quickly turns to her. "Hun what is it?!" She asks. He raises his hand to thwart her "Stay back!!!!" He shouts. In a sudden burst of fire and gas the whole back of the boat is engulfed in flame. Another explosion and the boat breaks in two and slowly sinks to the bottom of the river. Early morning as the sun shines through the canopy the wailing of a small babe is all that can be heard on the bank of the river. The land seems quiet and undisturbed by man for the exception of the young child. Suddenly theirs strange rustle in the bush next to the child. A presence moves in on her and her crying immediately stops.
Interlude:
A middle aged man sits in front of a fire place in a beat up little cabin in the forest. He widdles away at a piece of wood as the pile of clothes behind him begins to move. The pile begins to settle as a small crying sound imminates from it. "Your awake are you?! Well, then." He stabs his knife into the small sturdy log beside the fire place and turns to the young child holding out his closed hand to her. He places an object on the floor with his two fingers on the top of it then he flicks his wrist. The child immediately stops crying as she is entranced by this new devise. "Like do you?! Well, then...its yours. G'wan and play with it if you want. She picks up the top and places it in her mouth, smiling she looks up at the man. "Or perhaps you'd like something to eat then..." She coos in delight. "Yer a smart one I can see. Well then, there's not much I got but yer what, a year now, more er less, most likely weaned by now. Hope ya don't mind fruit...hmn...yer too small to eat it whole." He grabs his bowl of melon slices and mashes it down with a spoon then serves it to her little by little. When she's done eating he turns back to the fire and grabs some half burnt, water damaged papers. He can barely make out what they say but what he can read from the parts he can see is enough.
Designate: Professor William Franklin Henrich, Assistant and Spouse Pamela Marie Henrich, Daughter Terra Marie Henrich.... Location: Amazon River, South America. Current status: All accountable in good health supplies well stocked and project underway.... Currently working on animal genetic experimentation project pegesas....secret plantation....we were able to splice certain bird DNA with Horse DNA...unlike my previous efforts in human animal experimentation these experiments turned out to be successful. So far.....
"Well then, Seems that yer ma and pa weren't killed on accident. Looks like you'll be here with me a while. From now on you'll be known as Terra Marie Dahlia....in case those nasties from before come back." The baby coos again in happiness as she rocks her self in place. "Well sweety, looks like its just you and me here on in..."
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It was a cool cloudy morning, the land glistened with condensation and the wild life was at peace. It had been about six years now, and no word since of any thing that happened that night on the river. Terra and her surrogate father live together in peace and solitude in his cabin under the forest canopy. Terra was outside playing with her fathers farming tools. Her father had given her a small part of the garden where she could play daddy's lil'helper. Though her part of the garden looked not unlike a wreckage site after a tropical storm. She raised her rake and came down on the ground like a miner with his pick ax, when suddenly a hand comes out at her and grabs the rake in the middle of the handle. She looks up in a startle. Its her father he stares upward with a keen eye as his heart raises a beat. His breath shortens as his silence breaks. "A fighter jet?! In this neck of the woods!? Terra, run in side and stay in the cellar until I tell you to come out!" She complies as she turns to the cabin. "Something wrong Robert?!" She says in a mature young lady like tone, the courteous displacement as she refers to the man she considers father by first name. "Probably nuthing hun, just some old friends stop by to say hi..." She knows he bluffs and yet says nothing as he has never told her a lie once in her life. Yet now, he seems different as he has never shown fear before either. That can be a hard trait when defending yourself against the wild beasts of the Amazon. She knows something is wrong as well she knows that she will never see her prodigal father again. She enters the house knowing full well what she must do now. He turns away from the house and focuses on the woods before him. Two figures emerge and he steps forward casually. "Something I can help you with sir?" He asks. "Where is She!?" One of the men uniformed men calls. "I don't know what-*" The man hits him in the face with the butt of his gun knocking him to the ground. The man waves the others to go in. They bust down the front door and search the whole house finding nothing. Robert Dahlai lifts himself up again. Sitting up as the gunman moves in closer. He jumps to his feet looking the man in the eye as though he recognized him from early in his life. They both briefly speak in German then the gunman pulls out his hunting knife and slits Dahlai's throat. The men inside continue to search the house in every crevice. One of the men kicks over the rug to find the trapdoor underneath. Another man lifts it open as a third man looks down. Another man comes into the room from Dahlai's bedroom. The head gunman comes in shouting "Well!?" The man Dahlais bedroom door calls. "Shes not here sir, I just came from the guys room and his gun cabinet and safe have been raided." "Lets go then, She can't have gotten far!" They disperse instantly as they search for the girl. They hear an undertone rumble of a motor from the river and they run to see a hover boat head up the river. Two of the men take aim and the head gunman interferes. "No! You'll hit the her or the engine, we were ordered to take her in alive. Get the jet we'll head her off up the river." The men pack it in and head out, leaving in their wake a dead body which they through to the crocodiles and a lone cabin burning to cinders. Up the river the hover boat is found abandoned on the banks of the river. They land the jet and spread out to search for the girl. Back at the burning cabin the little girl comes out of hiding in the woods 40 yards from the house. She sees a silvery shine in the ground were her father was slain. She walks over and grabs for two sets of dog tags laid blood stained worn in the dirt. One Robert Dahlai and the other Richter Camtrax. Taking the tags the girl heads west in hopes of finding the village her Father told her about when she was younger. Searching for a temporary solitude she was determined to avenge her surrogate Father's death even if it meant her own. Even in her youth, she could understand that he was not her true father, she knew the word orphan even before she could speak, though he never told her, as well she understood the word vengeance.
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Each day seemed colder then the last as she moved on from place to place. Never allowed to rest, always on the move. It had been almost a year since she left that place, her home, all she ever knew. She soon left the country she was reared as it turned out she was a legal citizen of America. Though she never stayed in one place too long she moved from city to city trying to avoid those who still pursued her. She had already run from three different Orphanages and was still running to date. Her running, however, would soon come to an end in Orlando Florida as she found her self discovered and her cover was blown. Seven years old now, and her crafty ways and luck had run out at a hotel called "The Mists". One of the men who was staying their under the alias Franklin Jones had discovered her. She was trying to sneak into one of the rooms as the maid left. The man Identified her as one of the children his faction was looking for. Lurking in the shadow he followed her to the room and as the maid turned the corner she went for the still open door. He interfaced her and in one quick move they disappeared. She didn't even see him coming, and before she knew it she was hauled off and knocked out later to find herself in a cell like room. Struggling to rise from her bed she looked out passed the bars focusing on the man who grabbed her. He was average height, built with long dirty blonde hair tied into a low pony tail. When he turned around to she noticed a patch over his left eye. "Well now...now that your awake lets try talking..." He said in a confident bass voice. "W-who are you!? What do you want?!" She stammered weakly. "I'll ask the questions if you don't mind...now then, you gave us quite a run young missy...nearly a year now..." With an ice pack in hand he walked over to the front of her cell, sliding her shirt off her shoulder slightly he placed it on the bruise he made. She cringed and shrugged away. He looked at her disappointingly. In a mild tone he said. Don't be afraid, I'm a doctor....much like your mother. I was into genetics like your parents until they had me fired for misconduct...I could have been big if not for them and my partners...but as I heard he met up with quite an unfortunate end...He was working on a project last I heard. Experimentation on animals... less interesting then my work I must say...but what ever lifts your skirt as they say...heheh.He was working on something in gene splicing? Eh!?" He prepares a seringe from a vile on his counter. "I-I wouldn't know sir..." Terra says. "No of course you wouldn't...I wouldn't expect you to..." He walks back over to her cell and grabs her arm. She struggle to break free but is still too weak to resist. "I saved some of his work from earlier...lets see what this stuff can do..." He sticks the seringe into her arm and she screams passing out. When she wakes she finds a young boy in front of her with a tall thin figure, short dark hair, looking to be about thirteen. Hes holding a clip board in his hands and appears to be writing on it. She sees flickering lights and hears the sound of machines beeping behind him. He begins to speak in a well developed teen age voice. "And how are we feeling today!?" He asks. She groggily describes rubbing her eyes with the back of her right hand, "Horrible...What happened!? Who are you and where am I!?" He explains calmly, "I am Taurus, you are in "The projects" med center, and you have just been injected with an experimental serum....You should be a little groggy but that will wear off after a while...I see no reason you can't start work...we'll start you on labor, grunt work, now Gerome will escort you to your quarters, I'll see too all your medical needs should you have any a-nd he'll see to your other needs..." He says looking up slowly at her. A young dark skinned boy in uniform steps into her cell, she cringes and backs into the corner of her bed. "Now don't be that way Gerome is very gentle, unless of course you provoke him...then he could be quite forceful...I recommend you not resist though...If she give you trouble I can give you a sedative Gerome." The boy says, "I don't think I'll need it. This one, She looks like a smart one, I'd wager she won't fuss knowing whats good for her." Gerome says grinning a devilish smile. He grabs her arm and pulls her toward him. Out of fear bands of razor sharp metal expand from behind her and come out at Gerome slicing through his flesh. A reflex action on her part as she didn't intend to hurt him, she was only acting on instinct. However, the bands began expanding and multiplying. Taurus calls for security and three others, two boys and a girl came to his aid. Gerome shouts. "HOLD OFF! I got her. He stood up and steps in on her. She didn't even see what hit her but when she awoke again she found herself cuffed and beaten bloody. She looked around as she was outside the complex upon the ground in some sub terrainian landscape. The other children around her were working, mining out the walls trying to expand the area. She sat up and looked around. Taurus called out "Lets try this again...." He clicked a small devise in his hand and her cuffs separated. "Now get to work...You may use you any of our tools or your abilities if you like but be warned, if you use them against another either worker or officer..." He clicked the devise again and Terra felt a fire course thought her. A burning sensation going through her spine and expanding to the rest of her body like embalming fluid coursing through her veins causing her to cry out in tears. He clicked again and the pain subsided. "You try to escape or use you abilities or any force on your superior officer and they have right to use this...You leave your post or this area and the micro chip we recently planted into your spine will release a chemical into your brain and burn through it killing you. Understood!?" He hands the devise to Gerome. "Gerome your on watch for now...Try not to use the devise it weakens them and we need the work effort. Especially as of late with all the new kids coming in." "Yes, Doctor Taurus " Terra say sarcastically. "A little young to be a doctor aren't you!?" Gerome clicks the devise again. "GEROME..." The doctor calmly says looking at him as a baby-sitter to a child. "Sorry." Gerome says as Taurus leaves the premises. "Taurus is very intelligent and a highly skilled medical professional " Terra just scuffs "Yeah...right...like Dugey Houser or something!?" Gerome smirks it off and looks at her as a vulture examining its prey. "...heh...quite chatty aren't you. " "What about it!?" She growls. He walks over to her as shes crouched down and he clasps his hand on her right shoulder. "I like that in a woman...heheh ...in another four years I just might pick you as a mate..." "God you people are sick..." She hisses as she struggles to stand. She collapses falling to the ground. "I mean, Jesus, your only kids fer crying out loud..." He states in a matter of fact tone. "Round here, we're old enough..." he moves his hand up her neck and to her chin then around to her back again. He pushes her forcefully back to the ground. "Now get to work!" She pulls herself up again and over to her work station and contemplates removing the devise from his hand and getting the hell out of there before they notice. The metal bands begin to expand from her back again as her officer asks slyly "What are you thinking? You better be using those for work..." She turns to ask what hes talking about only to find two huge silver walls behind her. She falls again. "W-What did you do to me!!!?" She shouts clinches her right hand into a fist and hanging her head low. A voice responds in a bass adult voice. "Apparently the serum your father was working on spliced the flight capability of a hawk with the strength and speed of a horse. I thought it needed improvement. Metal wings if you would, anamatium, an unbreakable metal." She jolted in curiosity at the only adult voice shes heard upon waking to see her captor before her. "You- Your...." He says smugly, "The oldest living thing here...Thats because all our older children are moved to another..."Area", you might call it." He said to her in a confident voice. "You killed my Father didn't you!" Terra Screamed. "I'm afraid not, young miss Dahlai...That was done by my former accomplice. A doctor Alex Camtrax, not to worry though hes not soon for this world either." Gerome walked up to him. "Lord Salem!" He responded "Don't be so formal, Gerome...Doctor will be just fine." "Yes, sir. You want I should punish her for raising her voice to you?!" Gerome asked. "Not so soon, She doesn't understand the rules..." He turns to her again. "What I'm doing here miss Dahlai is simply creating a haven for children who were down cast from there society, orphans, street urchins, Mutants and runaways. Those nobody else wanted...why you your self were doomed to wander the streets and likely end up some street walker or bum if it weren't for me...Here we provide children with home, shelter, family, food and much needed education...in return they provide me their services..." She angrily provokes, "Without choice, you force us to stay here, beat us, control us, and force us to work...looks more like a slave camp to me...." Terra says accusingly. He frowningly looks down on her in disgust. "Very well then, Slave camp or haven you will come to call this your home... and whether you like it or not you will not leave and you will work sufficeintly....Gerome keep a close eye on this one, shes a fighter, break her and when the pairing comes she will be yours." The doctor says with a scowl and a growl in his voice. Gerome kicks her to the ground and commands "Get to work woman." The very word causes her to cringe, the idea these children see them selves as adults sickens her, however, she shrugs it off and grabs for her pick ax.
Interlude:
The years go by and after hundreds of unsuccessful escape attempts and the beatings that followed Terra began to loose all hope of escape. Since then, she had been promoted to guard duty, and grew familiar with "The Area" and those in charge. Even still she had a hard time adjusting and her hopes of freedom had all but died. Her officer grew more determined to keep her close with every escape attempt and as the time came for the pairing and she had caught the eye of several of her fellow workers as well as some of the older boys. She was still disgusted by the fact of what this pairing would mean. The idea of children involved in sexual relations and breeding especially at their age. Many of the girls didn't last past birth and even those who did had complications afterwards. She was looking for every way possible out of it. She soon found it in the introduction of some a group of new children into "The Area". She herself had then earned the code name of Dancer as it was they saw need to erase any memory of the children's life before this, these other children, the new children also had names. One LiL'BraT, another Silent Night. They claimed to be in a group divided when they were brought to "The Area". They were part of her faction working under her as grunt workers. The girls knew patience and were practiced at the art of obedience while planning to strike. Over the time they forged an alliance and friendship. Though she herself had never found need to lay hand on them she knew that somebody saw need for discipline as they were cut scared and bruised all over under their uniforms. Which may have been explained by The Doctors son Grimlord, having a particular fascination with them. Especially LiL'BraT who as it appears was there leader. Grimlord wasn't particular to any of the workers, he was one of the oldest guards at age 21. He was very muscular like his father yet more so. He was about six feet tall had Reddish orange hair and blue eyes. Half his face was covered in a silver plate shaped to his face and his left eye replaced with an artificial electronic eye.
He never really talked to any one just followed his father even then he only followed orders. Of the two girls Silent Night was an Italian looking girl with raven hair, very petite yet strong and sly. LiL'BraT was buff, very muscular for her age, Caucasian with long dirtyblonde hair. She seemed wiser, more intellectual, much like Dancer herself. She over heard the two girls talking about a project genesis and a way to escape taking all the children with them. Terra knew that they needed her help and offered to do so in exchange for freedom and a chance for revenge for her loved ones slain. She knew that they had a chance to break free once and for all that their combined efforts could over power their captors and she gathered others in their efforts to do so. Children who also seek freedom. Apparently some who were even snatched away from their homes and families by the doctor and his mindless lackeys. The time came for the final break and Terra was prepared to get the plan underway. She was finishing her rounds at the time Silent Night was said to be breaking in to the computer systems. She round her final corner when She was stopped short by Gerome. "Three more days....heheh" He said scemingly. "Three more Days, what?" She replied "Three more days and its official...You'll be mine..." He grabs her arms and pulls her to him as if to kiss her. She pulls back and says "You know....your not the only one who requested me...There were others...Sure you can handle the competition?" He lets go of her. "You will be mine, make no mistake about that." He shake his fists furiously below his waist as he passes by in an agitated state. She smiles slyly looking at him in disgust. She thinks to her self. "In three days...I'll be long out of here...." She chuckles. She turns another corner and finds LiL'BraT standing there examining the wall closely. "This is the main hall behind the Med lab and computer base. Systems have already begun to shut down but they stopped suddenly and now are beginning to reboot, worse yet I lost contact with Silent Night. I fear the worst. In her name and all the others who died here....Lets finish these Fuckers off!" Brat steps back from the wall and energy begins to collect in her hands in a ball of light. Her head sinks as the state shes in begins to weaken her she goes limp as the ball grows bigger still, then, in a growl and a crackle of energy she releases and where there was once wall lays a big gaping hole. After the smoke clears they begin to see a man in a black uniform with orangish hair crouching down as if to avoid the explosion. He gets up and turns to face them. It turns out to be the Doctor's son Grimlord A.K.A. Derek Jones. LiL'BraT takes the lead. as she immediately starts whaling on Derek with a look of disgust and almost resentment of him in her eyes. While tearing and clawing at him she attempts to avoid eye contact as his abilities much like his father deal in hypnosis and telekinesis. His ability only rendered by one thing, he must maintain eye contact with his subject. As she continues to strike at him, despite her immense strength he seems barely phased by each hit yet he doesn't strike back. Mean while Terra upon looking for the main frame computer stumbles across Silent Night who is being contained in a detention pod, a devise for suspended animation used in surgical procedures or for punishment of restless youths as she is well aware. Before she can shut down the main system she realizes she has to evacuate all detention pods. Hacking into the system she tries to figure out how to safely release the pod. In the mean time Grimlord grows irritated as he blocks the hits hes receiving from LiL'BraT. She goes in for a cross counter jab when in one forceful strike Grimlord knocks her off her feet across the room and into the glass wall of the med lab. It cracks but doesn't shatter, He walks over to her hastily grabbing her by the throat and raising his other hand to strike her. Before he can, he sees sparks out of the corner of his eye and turns hand still on LiL'BraT's throat. The detention pod is busted open as Terra is carrying a still weak Silent Night out of the lab. He grunt and sighs infuriated temporarily loosening his grip on LiL'BraT. With the little bit of control that she can obtain Brat kicks Grimlord across the face knocking off his silver plate. He cowls to the ground searching for it as LiL'BraT tries to scramble away. He looks up momentarily at her a taste for blood in his eyes. Mistakenly she looks at him and freezes, his control is locked on her. As she sees his full face a look of remorse comes over her face, as though she felt guilty. He grabs the plate careful to keep his eye on LiL'BraT. He hears a sudden cry from behind him, "Hey dick head!" He instinctively turns losing his gaze on LiL'BraT. He turns to see Dancer out of the corner of his eye, she hauls back and jabs him directly in the temple knocking him down and out. LiL'Brat jolts out as Dancer escorts her to the door with Silent Nights help. They just barely reach the door flames at their back when LiL'BraT jerk around. "OH SHIT!!! We can't leave him in there!!!" She yells heading back for the door. Silent Night grabs her and swings her around just in time to avoid the huge explosion. "L.B theirs nothing we can do for him now!" Dancer concurs "She's right we gotta get out of here! He was an Ass hole any way he deserved it! He got what was coming!" Dancer says. "No...no body deserves to die its our code..." LiL'BraT says falling to her knees in disappointment. "Let it go man! We gotta find the others any way lets just go." Silent Night says trying to comfort LiL'BraT.
Out side the complex in the streets above crowds swarm around the man holes and sewer systems. New crews, police, firemen all gather to help the children out from the sewers. Several children have families to welcome them home others stand out alone only there fellow captives to comfort them. Dancer, LiL'BraT, and Silent Night stand alone in the alley way observing the passers by. Dancer stands in quiet contemplation when LiL'BraT suddenly observes, "You know...A lot of those kids...there lives will never be the same...The Doctor has messed them up so beyond repair that they'll never be able to live in a normal environment again...and what if their parents don't want them any more once they see what was done to them, how their bodies were altered for experimentation..." Silent Night interjects, "Don't say that! It'll be alright...you'll see..." LiL'BraT continues, "I don't know that it will any more...Maybe we made a mistake by setting them free.....How did these crowds get here by the way?!" Silent Night says, "I was able to make one final broad cast before I was knocked out...It took the disk you gave me of all the families with missing kids and news stations across America with one single message...."Come pick up your children."" LiL'BraT concluded, "Good work S.L., and what about you Dancer!?...You know were your going after this?!" "I'll probably just wander a while, y'know, go back to my roots or find the man who killed my parents, just pretty much what I did before." Terra says. "Well how 'bout you come stay with us at the Academy...I'm sure our teacher will let you in..." Dancer asks "You live at an Academy!?" "More or less...yes." LiL'BraT responds. Terra smiles and shake LiL'Brat's hand saying, "Deal!"
Epilogue:
Its a crisp fall day, almost all the leaves have fallen, a young woman with long dark purple hair and gold bangs steps out onto the brilliantly colored leaves. The laughter of children echo for mile as the cold wind picks up. The woman tightens her jacket around her as she begins to chill. She walks over to the white picket fence in the yard of a man whose out playing with his kids in the huge pile of leaves he had gathered. He looks happy playing around laughing with joy as his wife stand on their deck with hot cider on a plate. The white mail box reads in bold black letters Mahall 162. The woman walks over to the man, "Excuse me sir...Are you Gerome Mahall?" The young man looks up and whispers to his little boy and girl to go see there mother. "To what do I owe the honor young lady..." "I..don't know if you recognize me...if we could talk in private this is kind of personal." He gets up brushing himself off as they walk towards her jeep. "I...know this is kinda awkward...do you remember ...a girl named Dancer...oh God this is silly..." He smiles and says, "Of course I remember you...heheh Terra Dahlia...from the project....look that was a long time ago...I was a young boy with raging hormones and a superiority complex...I've grown now..." Blushing she says, "Oh....I know...but..." He realizes her awkward look and reassures her, "But you'd figure you'd put some ghosts to rest right?...Hey, I don't blame you...Theres been many a time when I'd felt I should contact some of my old friends, in fact...I think I'll do that right now..." She feel a bit relieved and continues, "Oh thanks for not taking this the wrong way..." He courteously smiles again his age and wisdom shown in his eyes a he continues, "Of course...and maybe we'll meet again some time....when the kids are away...you can get to know my wife, how's this weekend sound..." Kind of shameful, she shrugs off and says emphatically, "Oh great! I'd love to...would it be OK if I brought some friends!?" Happy to hear her request he respond gladly, "Sure go right ahead! I'll be seeing you around Dancer..." "Eh thanks...and...Its Earthai by the way...."
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