𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐔𝐬

CHAPTER 14: CELL SYNTHESIZER II

"You like the Sauer boy, don't you?" said the muffled voice of the wolf that liked to call himself Heidi, whatever that name meant.

I had only listened to a single phrase and it was enough eavesdropping for the night. I immediately left the place and started coming back to my room, and my face was hot for some reason.

On the way, I passed through the coyote, and I saw the look of disgust he gave me before I entered my room, wanting to be alone for a second. I sat down on the desk again and tried to keep studying, but my head didn't leave the phrase I had just heard,

The low cooing from Maya woke me up from my focus on the books. I raised my eyes from the lines of text with something more than I had a moment ago. Trying to understand genetic engineering through sheer determination wasn't something everyone could do.

But if my dad did it, so could I.

I had already taken samples from myself in every single way possible, trying to find any trace of the unknown bacteria, but it was going to be harder than that, I could feel it.

But I felt it was enough for a day. At the same time I decided to stop working, Nate entered the room, and with a little of a weird feeling I never felt before in my heart, I said:

"Thanks for saying that. I didn't know you thought that much of me,"

I didn't know if he got what I meant, but probably didn't, because his answer was:

"I only said the truth," he said. "I trust you with my life and nothing is going to change that,"

Giving up on trying to make him get what I truly meant, I just turned the light off, rubbed his shoulder, and muttered "thank you" before going to bed.

I had no dreams, for once, and I was glad when I woke up a second later after going to sleep, with the sun shining from the outside, and revealing the empty room, where my friend wasn't present.

I sighed, still bothered by that weird feeling that followed me throughout the whole week. Every time Nate was away or close to me, it was like something was missing, but at the same time, wasn't. I wanted something more, but I didn't know what that more was.

And about the cure situation, I decided it was enough about samples and decided to take it to the next level. With a big syringe, I pierced my stomach and pulled the blood out, and I was very happy to see white bubbles floating around it, which definitely were the bacteria.

During my first test with the CSII supervised by the fox, I decided to try and recreate the bacteria. I had studied the composition and the DNA chain with a very advanced microscope from the machine, and after reading the CSII manual thrice, I felt I was ready to give it a shot.

"Are you sure that'll work?" asked the fox.

"Not at all," I answered. "But let's try it,"

I pressed the "print" button and it started its work. The CSII was very, very big, compared to the lesser version, and it was much more precise than said, so it was obvious that this was one of my only chances to get it right. Taking up a whole room, it was probably the most technological thing I've ever seen.

It lighted up with life, and it was beautiful to see it vibrate gently, working its mysterious gears and bringing life to random molecules of substances stored in its vials. It didn't last more than a few minutes for the machine to eject a white substance, which I immediately realized to be the cure.

"Holy shit," said the Hazel fox.

Without a single word, I immediately went for the microscope to see if they were functional, and all the excitement in me faded away when I saw the bacteria static. No movement inter or intracellular. They were dead.