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Chemical Romance
Introduction
New York City
The day was September 29, 2009.
Professor James Gibson confessed, when brought before the American public, to overlooking the work done by many underground laboratories. These laboratories were referred to as hives and were used to practice the use of illegal drugs and medications. He also confessed to the many murders that took place on children he had taken from local orphanages, due to the powerful effects of his chemicals.
When he was questioned for his motive, he merely stated:
“Six years ago, I lost my daughter in a car attack on the way to school. I was devastated and sure that nothing could ever motivate me to live any longer. I stood in the kitchen where we had argued over what shoes she would wear that day and took the beautifully hand craved handle of my wife’s meat cleaver. And as I started to perform the deed, something happen. I heard a voice, I saw the blood and I knew that there was a way.” “There was a way to conquer what was trying to conquer me”
“Death”
“My dream is to achieve what no man has dared to do. I hope to create a remedy to the circle of life so that death might not be part of it. My people, if you know the pain of losing a loved one, you know how I feel. You know that I am not evil but only want to see that my six year old could have a full and prosperous life. Please try to see it through my eyes”
When the judge had heard this he turned to the others and finally declared for the option of the people to be made known. Only one man stood, a man by the name of Victor Fang. He came down to stand eye to eye with Professor Gibson and then turned to the people.
“My friends, it is true what Gibson states, we have all before lost a loved one at some point in our lifetime. It is bound to happen. It is death my friends and while I am no more fond of death than any other, I know that there is no hope in stopping it. It may be possible to create a fountain of eternal life, but then what? You cannot sit here tonight and act as if the danger were not real to you? And what of the children whose lives were taken name the so called, name of science? What of them? I beg of you, this is the wrong road to follow. While his intentions may seem good, chaos and disaster await at the end of it all”
When all had heard the testimonies and had talked amidst themselves, the court came to the decision that Professor Gibson would be allowed by the government to continue his research, however, the use of the orphanages was out. Professor Gibson was released from prison with a warning and Victor Fang was not heard of again.
The day was February 21, 2011.
Professor James Gibson stands at the White House with his six year old daughter, Abigail Gibson, who is alive and well once more. And the world did not waver in letting him know what he had done was untold of. The president stood with him and his daughter, taking photos and asking questions for television crews. Then, they stood before the public to answer their questions. When Gibson was asked about the fame and fortune, his reply was:
“My daughter is with me again and my family has never been happier. As I told the world two years ago, there is nothing greater than filling the whole in your heart with the person you love the most. I hope that everyone can experience such unbelievable joy and comfort”
Later on, the crowd turned to Abigail, who was rather quite in the corner of the red leather chair. When she was questioned on what it was like to live again, she had this to say:
“It hurts”
However, that strange resonance stopped no one from buying the product that sold as quickly as one got it. A small red veil was all it was, enough to revive one person from the dead and the cost was in the thousands. Those who couldn’t afford it sold the item and other commented crimes such as murder. Nevertheless, Professor Gibson’s popularity never faltered and Abigail never spoke another word of her pain and torment. Everything, slow fell back into place and the world seem to be at peace.
The day was May 15, 2012
Professor Gibson was at a party, revisiting he hometown in Florida, while Abigail sat alone in a room and watched her father on the television screen. A concerned family member stepped in to check on her, Mrs. Maria Gibson, was her name. Records show, that when she went by the bedpost, her arm caught and the skin was broken. As she jerked in surprise and pain, droplets of blood tickled Abigail’s lips.
It was her first taste of blood and hours later, Professor Gibson found Maria dead in a bathtub full of water. Abigail had nothing to say about the event.
When Professor Gibson decided to revive Maria, he decided to make it a worldwide event, to show the world again his genius. As the cameras were set up and the lights were turned on, Abigail stepped forward to speak to the public.
“People of America, of Europe, of Asia, hear my words and hear them well. For a long time I have endured the hardship of the chemicals that have given me life. I have endured the publicity and all the mayhem brought on by my father’s research; and all the while I waited for that thing that would take the pain away and make me whole again. I have waited through sleepless nights and endless hours of the day, for that that substance that could truly cure me. And I have found it”
With that, Abigail took her father’s head and cut it off in front of millions upon millions of viewers. It was as if the world had stopped turning.
“This is it, this liquid that runs through living veins. My people, I am no more alive than the day I was found trapped in the burning car; I am dead as dead can be. But I have found that by taking in this blood, this life substance, I can feel alive once more, if only for a moment. So take it, children of chemicals and science. Do not be afraid for we will put back what my father has threatened to destroy. We must bring back the circle of death.”
The day was November 11, 2013
The world had fallen into sheer darkness. As records show, the victims of chemical substance and science had not blood but a green film of chemicals to sustain them. But when mixed with the power of blood, the chemicals became unbalanced and a feeling of ecstasy ran through the victim. These victims became known as Chemical Vampires, a new species of their own, they killed millions of people and to their rein there seemed to be no end.
But that night, in New York City, there was a report of the dark figure who posed as a threat to the so called vampires. When they struck, a great burst of energy rang out and covered the earth. When the world woke up, all their loved one, brought back by science, were dead again. The world rejoiced, glad to have peace in the darkness and the figure that saved them, was never found.
The day is March 15, 2113
My name is Reine Colfer and I am a specialist in the field of demonology. It’s been several years since the event of 2013, but sadly, mankind has not learned his lesson and once again is out to retain life in the world of the dead.
It’s my job to study the effects of life and death in the eyes of wiccans, werewolves, and a personal favorite, vampires.
I took an assignment, not knowing what would happen, only knowing that I had to get it done. If I had known then, what I know now, I’m not sure I would have done it.
My name is Reine Colfer and this is my story . . .
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is one of my favorites so here we go!
Sonata
