A Criminal's Genetics

Ch.I: Genetics-Noun: Biology. The science of heredity

The Zasper Project. Made by the man David Zasper, a mad scientist with a mission to exceed human expectations, in both physical and mental standards.

With all good intentions Dr. Zasper and his 40 attendants illegally "took" (kidnapped) over 500 babies, under the age of 2 years old, and tested on them, as what he called them "The First Batch of Tomorrow".

To his delight the children experienced a faster learning and muscular development. From children knowing over half there times table at the age of 4, to being able to do 10 pull ups at 3. The children were phenomenal at everything they did. However to Dr. Zasper's Dismay, all of the children began to show signs of homicidal tendencies, by killing bugs and other small animals and laughing at their misfortune.

As the older children got even older they moved to not animals but each other. On December 4th 2015 is when the first event took place, 2 males around the age of 7 strangle each other to death, all of the other children found this event quite entertaining.  

After about a year, Dr. Zasper unable to live with the monsters he had created he let them loose into the city, then him, and the remaining 16 attendants of the Zasper Project committed suicide. With the insane children out on the streets of Walthem, they resorted to what they do best, murder.

Now in 2035 we meet our protagonist Derek Freyn, a man who lived in the Zasper project to the age of 7, when the project was abandoned. After the end of the project, Derek lived the rest of his life as murderer in the city known as Walthem. Derek is a Caucasian male, about 5,11 with light brown hair emerald green eyes and a thin smooth face, and often wears a black suit, he uses a large combat knife with a gold blade and black handle and a gold guard that runs over just above the knuckles. 

Due to the tests, Derek hast to live with the constant insanity beating down his door. Derek's insanity has given him 2 little voices in his head, Dairy and Rodrick, Rodrick has a deep voice and persuades Derek to kill because of anger, Dairy has a high pitch voice and tries to convince Derek to kill for pleasure. Derek is one of the very few who feel remorse for killing, so he tries his hardest to not kill humans and tries to kill only his kind, which gets him labeled as "The Cannibal" by his own kind.

In a dark room, Derek lay in a red arm chair with his legs fully extended, and his arms lay over each side of the chair his left hand holds a glass alcohol bottle and in his right his cherished gold knife. To his left the door opened letting the light in, three men stepped in.

"Derek, I understand I said we'er patient people but this is ridicules, your loan is 2 years over due." the man in the middle said with a sly smile. "Derek if you don't pay up the 1 mil, we'll have to end you here." the man said as he widened his eyes and his smile.

"What... is that a threat" Derek muttered as he dropped his beer bottle put his finger tips around his eyes. "THAT ASSHOLE! He is completely challenging us! FUCKING KILL HIS ASS! SPREAD HIS FUCKING GUTS ALL OVER THE WALLS!" Rodrick roared in anger. "Kill him? YES! AAAHAHAHAHAHA! YES, fucking kill him" Dairy laughed. "Shut it." Derek said while sitting up, to the imaginary voices in his head, while pounding on his head with his fist.

All the men began to break a cold sweat. "What the fuck is up with this guy?" the man on the very left muttered to the man in the middle.

"Hey if your going to threaten me, doesn't that just about give me a license to kill you?" Derek said with a devilish smile across his face. The man on the very left draws out a pistol, the man in the middle flips out a shiny butterfly knife, and then the man on the very right points his pump action shotgun at Derek.

The man on the very left was about to pull the trigger when Derek vanished, then a paper thin line appeared around the mans wrist, blood shoots out of his wrist and sends his hand flying to the floor with a thud. To the left of the man in the middle, a scream as the shotgun hit the floor. The man who held the shotgun, now down on his knees vomiting up gallons of blood to the ground, his arms crossed over his gut with intestines hanging out. The man in the middle gagged the started backpedaling but then tripped, now sitting on the floor the man sweating buckets and crying looks up to see Derek standing right in front of him.

Derek stared at the pathetic man in front of him with blood smeared across his face, and from the tip of his knife to his elbow, and Derek wore giant evil grin with wide crazy eyes. The man began to cry and beg for his life.

"KILL HIM! KILL THAT DICKHEAD!" Rodrick yelled at Derek. "Closer, just a little closer. Just a little more. YES, YES, FUCKING KILL HIM! AAHAHAHAHAH!" Dairy screamed. Derek stood there frozen. With the still and silence of night the only sounds were the constant drips of the knife and the pathetic mans whimpers.

In a split second it was over, blood pooled around the mans body and the other to bled out.

Derek stood over at a desk across the room cleaning off his knife. "That was fucking fantastic." Dairy snickered. "Shut... the hell... UP!" Derek yelled while pounding on his head. Derek laid his knife on the counter and walked over to his closet and undressed down to his boxers. Derek has a large muscular body, covered in scares and burns, but the most noticeable thing on his body would be the pure black tattoo on his chest right over his heart, it is a circle with the roman numeral one in it. Derek threw his blood soaked suit on the bed, and grabbed a new one and put it on, this one is a pinstripe with a red undershirt and a black tie. He took all of the other suits and neatly folded them, then slid them into a large black backpack.

Derek grabbed his knife sheathed it, snatched up his backpack swung it over his shoulder and climbed up to the window sill. Derek leaps about 18 ft to the roof of the building next to his apartment, and walked away without a single look back.