Subject R.R's condition remains unaffected in response to the catalyst.” Alana noted recording the entry into her journal. She had grown tired of the stale results, hoping for progression. No chemical seemed to react with the DNA of the subject, and made no effort to switch on the proper genes.
Alana placed her journal on the desk and ascended the steps of the human-sized test tube, grazing her skittering fingertips on the surface of glass-like material. Today the three-year project was to be unveiled to her employers of Ienova inc. She had been funded to create an entity who could modify their DNA at will. The subject could currently switch forms, but the trigger was random and unidentifiable. She crossed the DNA with a human and a canine, to create a being who could transform into a lycanthrope (werewolf).
Alana quickly became obsessed with the project, spending most of her time in the lab. The man inside the test-tube, was created in Alana's perfect . In Ienova's mind she had created the perfect weapon, in her mind she had created the perfect mate. The contents inside of the test tube was a mixture of liquid oxygen, which the entity floated in. Their body was connected to many cords, for monitoring. He hadn't been conscious since the project began, originally a patient believed to recover from a state of comatose.
The laboratory door crept open, leaving the sound of high heels to resonate. “Soon sweet Alana, you will be star.” a woman with a deep Ukrainian accent said in the utmost sarcasm.. Alana used her index finger to push up her black framed glasses disregarding her, walking over to the table to pick her journal back up. With a quick twist of her wrist, the woman snatched it up before Alana could grab it. She turned the pages with haste, lightly skimming through the recent data Alana had collected.
“Much like I figured, so incompetent” the woman nodded her head left to right and dropped the journal, stepping over to the monitoring devices. Alana quickly picked up the journal and followed behind her. “Svetlana I have everything under control.” Alana said in a quiet tone, Svetlana dragged her finger along the screen reaching the control panel.
“Please don'-” Alana's words were cut off earlier
“Shhh..” Svetlana took her own finger and pressed it her plump red lips, signaling Alana to be quiet.
“You talk much of men, but y'know men don't like the babble.” Svetlana laughed, mindlessly pushing buttons that were correlated to the test tube. Alana stood behind her silent, watching as Svetlana potentially jeopardized her life's work with each push.
“See? All under control, you worry over nothing.” Svetlana teased, pulling a pink butterfly crested band from her wrist using it to pull her excess of black hair into a low ponytail. Svetlana leaned back against the console, an exhausted yawn escaping her lips. Her bottom pressed against a switch, pushing it forward.. at the top of the test-tube two rods began to contract an impulsive of electricity.. Alana quickly pushed Svetlana to the side, and shut the switch off but the electricity was released and sent through the liquid oxygen.
.. Inside the tube a change was seen, the subject's eyes opened. Alana pressed a button, and the water drained down into the test tube, the glass retracting inside of the device.
“Subject R.R is awake” Alana stuttered..