Here We Are

Chapter 1

2 years later...

The fire glistened, glowing embers brightening the dimly lit room. The flames were gentle and fragile, the golden wisps licking the air with a hundred hot tongues. They flickered and wavered, the tame tips performing a lonely dance. They presented a warm glow in the sallow fireplace which sat in the large, furnished living room, but the fire seemed distant and faraway.

Cass turned from the fireplace. She sat slouched in a large, leather armchair beginning to flick through channels on the broad T.V. She was looking for something decent to watch. Nothing had spiked her interest so far. Sighing a inattentive sigh she, clicked the nearest channel half-heartedly.

Cass coughed. Her voice was horse and throat sore. She hadn't been feeling herself all week and didn't feel like she was getting any better. She shuffled around and adjusted the Star Wars thro she was now curled under, bringing her knees up to her chest. She wore a loosely fit Mickey Mouse jumper and black, slightly faded, jeans. She wasn't your stereotypical fifteen year-old-girl, and not your average Cinderella, either. She's the type of girl that would point out everything that went wrong in a movie, or only wear joggers on Friday. She was quite quirky and different. But different's good, right?

She began to watch, a tall, balding man appeared on the screen. He began to speak in a droning voice, making it hard to listen to him. He went on and on about things she didn't even understand. Huffing, she turned to switch it off. She thought about what her friends was doing. Their lives seemed a lot more interesting then hers. As she reached for the remote, her eyes caught the headline which was on the screen.
'Scientist announce genius project'
Hmmm. I could do that English project but I could always to that later. Besides, sounds interesting, she thought. It wouldn't hurt just to carry on watch for just a little bit longer. She quickly put down the remote and looked fervently at the screen.

"So, today we are joined today by Dr Janet Fosper and Dr Joseph Knightly," began a short woman, no younger than 20. She wore a white, sleeveless dress which left her upper back bare when she turned around. A short necklace and nude flats accompanied her outfit. Her hair was a golden wave which hung loosely over her petit shoulders, and her doe eyes where a gentle green. She spoke sweetly to the cameras and a smile played at the corners of her rounded mouth.
"Dr Fosper, it has recently been announced that you and your team have have made a massive development in a human based analysis, correct?" She asked quizzically, putting herself into business mode.
Dr Fosper, a tall woman, wore a tight bun striped with grey tinges and small rimed glasses. She wore a neat, fitting business suit enveloped beneath a plain, stainless lab coat. She looked down simply, and straightened her coat, even thought there wasn't a crease or crinkle in sight.
"Well," she began slowly, " our team has developed a way to...copy and replicate living people. We have made modifications, of course, to simple things such as eyes sight and healing rate. So, in away, we can create a more improved version the human being. Not quite a robot, but a clone, if you will," she smiled an easy smile.
"I see," started the reporter lady, looking intently at the two doctors, "and will you being showing them to the public? Dr Knightly, what is you plan once you've created these clones?" she asked curiously.
"Um, w..we plan not to release the clones once we've made them. It could cause disruption. Although we need them for scientific research and discoveries. What we use them for after that has not been determined. Although, at he end of the day, they are still human." spoke Dr. Knightly, stuttering slightly. He looked quite anxious and almost worried despite the certainty and tenancy in his voice. It was his eyes that betrayed him.
"Thank you very much for coming Doctors," she flashed a put-on smile, and faced the cameras, " join us tomorrow when we will her more in this fascination subject or visit our website to hear more," she turned towards the pair scientists," thank you again for joining us today, doctors." She smile once more before the screen went dark.
Well. Imagine that? You'd have your own twin! I mean, they would be more than a twin since they were pretty much the exact same you. I let my mind wonder, toying with the idea.
"Honey?" My mother's voice sounded at the end of the hall. My mum was Dr. Hopewell, a scientist like those guys on T.V. She was a generous and kind woman, but never shrank from a challenge.
"I'm in here!" I shouted back, cutting short as my throat ached. I heard her shoes tapping as they came down the hall. Her perfume tumbled through the air as she entered. She smiled a warm smile. Yet something seemed different. Something wrong.
"What is it?"I asked, not sure what she was doing home so early.
"Well, I need you to do something for me," she swallowed, she looked me levelly in the eyes. Her eyes seemed sort of sad. Sad about what?

She smoothed her lab coat and straightened her sleeves. She stayed rooted to the spot as if she were a tree, but held out her hand out and stretched fingers. She flashed an smile but it didn't reach her eyes. She shrugged it off.
I didn't know what the she meant.
"I need to do something," she said again her eyes flickering with something, was it anger?
"Something that will revolutionise the entire world."