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[Flower446 & ST]

Oooh! I loved this chapter, though I must say something i've been meaning to tell you... I honestly would enjoy the chapters more without the cuss words... I mean... You may not find it offensive, but I kind-of do.

[*Blackberry*]

YEA!
what a f*cking b*tch

Please DO NOT type that, alot of younger kids are reading this story

Awesome chapter! And I kind of agree with the cuss words thing post, because it is like supposed to be not to violent for little kids. And I am auctully wondering, did Astrella found her powers because she suddenly became so strong?

[jinixe]

-.-


Its not like your a mod or something -rolls eyes-
I can type it like that They won't know ^^

[Flower446 & ST]

I wasn't meaning to start a fight... I was just simlpy asking M i s t y p e l t if there could possibly be less cussing in the book...

[natures-daughter]

I agree with both but td not mean to be a children's book. Not all of these story's need to be for kids. Just as long as I star out the vowels which I have been careful of. I faded to black at parts when I was supposed to and I was careful of all of that. It wasn't meant for all children to read and I honestly don't think that many kids would even be interested in reading this, an if they were I was careful. I understand I need to cut back but I'm just trying to go along with the characters personalities.

[Flower446 & ST]

Okie dokie. And I thank you for starring and fading when needed.
Thanks for understanding.

~Your devoted fan

[DoctorWhoCrazy]

I agree. I'm quite young, and yet I have no problem with starred swears, as I can simply ignore them. I also appreciate the backouts, as there are some things in life that I'm not QUITE ready to know about in detail.

[jinixe]

Bump!

[natures-daughter]

Sorry I havent posted. I have no computer or phone to get online. Right now I'm on my DSi so I'll try to make posts but they wont be pretty or long. I'll be getting a computer soon. Again, so sorry.

[natures-daughter]

Bryant burst threw the doors of his house, startling the maid who was polishing the railing of the stairs. He didn't bother to apologize, anger coursed threw him like a train without breaks. That stupid girl had actually hurt him. Bryant rubbed his neck to relive some pain but continued down the hall until he got to his fathers study. Not there, perfect. He rummaged through the drawers of his fathers desk with no luck of finding what he was looking for. The anger drove him to keep looking. He glanced at a picture of his mother and father holding him as a baby. He narrowed his eyes and slammed the picture down so he didn't need to look at it.
His mother had passed when he was only five in a car crash as his father had told him. Whenever he saw pictures of her he would get frustrated and angry because he couldn't remember a thing about her. She was beautiful though. Everyone was always saying he had her eyes and how much he looked like her. If only he had known her. Bryant sighed and picked up the picture. The glass had cracked at how hard he had slammed the frame down. For some reason this photo meant the world to his dad. Then a small smile had formed on Bryant's face. A kind of crooked smile.
After his father found out about these hybrids his work meant the world meant the world to him. Bryant excitedly took the back of the frame off the photo and found a piece of folded up paper. He quickly pulled it out and unfolded it.
6725
Bryant's grin widened. He had found what he was looking for. A code. A code to a door. Bryant instantly stood up and walked over to the bookshelf. He glanced around to make sure no one was around then pushed the shelf out of the way to reveal a metal door with a padlock. He ha found this door when he was fourteen and it was slightly open. What he found down there was completely amazing. Though his father included him in his work, he was never aloud down there. And he knew exactly why.
Bryant typed in the four numbers and a lock clicked. Bryant grabbed hold of the door latch and pulled it open, revealing a stair case that lead down to the place his father his from even his precious hybrids. A lab full of enhancements and tests he'd been taking on those stupid freaks. All this time he'd been '"testing their blood for viruses" or whatever, he had actually been testing their DNA to make a serum that will enhance their powers and make super soldiers.
Bryant quickly and silently made his way down the steps and into the lap, the smell of chemicals filled the air and Bryant scrunched up his noes in disdain. He quickly flipped a switch a light slowly flickered on, lighting up only part of the room. The one time he had seen this place it gave him the creeps, and it still did . Only this time not as much because those weird scientists weren't crawling around obsessing over blood samples. Bryant walked around, examining the room. He needed to find that serum. Anger files his actions the entire time. That dumb girl, she had actually hurt him. She was supposed to be the weakest one even considering the fact that she was a fighter. She should have had no more strength than one of those girl in a boxing ring until she had the proper training. Maybe his father was wrong about her.
The more he thought about Astella the angrier he got. They had been keeping an eye on her since Jared had made the accusation that she might have been the fourth hybrid. Part of Bryant hated the way she could somewhat keep it together in the middle of a crisis. Like when she tried unsuccessfully saved her sister. She had known exactly what she was going to do. Get in, get out. Only was it after her sister died she broke. He envied her for that. He couldn't hold in his anger to save his life. It got the best of him and controlled his actions like they were now.
Bryant quickly pushed his thoughts away from him and scanned the room, keeping a keen eye on all the labels. Finally he had found it. With a bright grin on his face, he picked up a vile with a clear liquid inside. Excitedly, his filled a syringe with the liquid and held the sharp needle to his wrist. Bryant hesitated. This might just be suicide. He was injecting the fighting genes into his blood stream. Only these were the enhanced ones. He might not be strong enough to take in all of that power. Bryant ignored his thoughts. It was do or die for his right now, he would pay for his action if it was necessary.
The needle punctured Bryant's skin and he injected the genes into his bloodstream. He could feel it rushing through his veins. Nothing happened for a moment, just the cold rush of the liquid. Then, a burst of pain rippled through Bryant. He suppressed a yelp of pain and fell to his knees, dropping the needle.
"Oh my god." He muttered painfully. He thought for he was going to die right there on the cold laboratory floor. Bryant curled himself up into a ball and squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for it to be over. For a long moment he just lay there, twitching uncontrollably. But soon after than he stood up strength rippling through his body. The grin returned to his face. He would teach that girl not to mess with him, and she would regret ever laying a finger on him.