Abomination

Public Enemy

DATE

NOV 8TH, 2038

TIME

AM 11:54:17

NATALIE LAZILY BRUSHED HER DUVET OFF OF her body as she stretched her stiff limbs the next morning. Sunlight filtered through her windows and lit up her room significantly in a bright yellow hue. The brunette yawned loudly and ran a hand through her unruly hair. She glanced at her clock to see that it was nearly eleven o'clock in the morning and sighed through her nose. That was a bit of a surprise, she was expecting herself to have slept in later than just eleven. After being out so late last night, she suspected to sleep through all of the morning and waking up sometime after two o'clock.

She climbed out of her bed and stretched her legs before walking out of the room and into the living room. Natalie was greeted with the sight of Ethan eating a bowl of sugary cereal and watching a show on the television.

"Morning, Ethan," she walked into the kitchen to get herself something to eat and drink.

The younger sibling tried to talk through his breakfast, "Mmhm, Nhm!"

Natalie grimaced, "chew before you talk, little brother. Don't talk with your mouth full."

Ethan swallowed the mouthful that he had and shouted out in excitement, "Mornin', Nat! Better?"

"Much." She rummaged through the frigid and pulled out a yogurt from the fridge and started to eat it. She simultaneously rummaged through a cabinet for a bottle of blue blood. "Don't you have a class to get to right now?" She finally found a bottle of the blue liquid and opened it up to take a big gulp of it. Her injury from the night before had been taken care of completely, she just needed to restore some more blue blood within her body.

The man hummed while swallowing another big mouthful of his breakfast. "Yeah, I have my first class at 11:20."

Natalie nodded her head as she leaned against the kitchen counter and ate her strawberry yogurt. "Hm. This semester started out well for you, right?"

"Yeah," Ethan nodded his head. "It's been nearly three months and I'm not failing any of my courses yet."

His sister scoffed, "don't put yourself down like that, you're doing well know and you just have to keep it up for the rest of the rest of the semester."

"That's easy for you to say, you graduated years ago and school was always easy for you!"

It was true. Natalie excelled at school, especially in math and science. That was evident from the many awards that she had received ever since elementary school and her degrees in three majors. She accomplished quite a lot for a twenty-nine-year-old. While quite a few people her age were probably high on red ice and unable to keep a steady job, Natale was able to become a well-respected engineer in her field and the unofficial creator of androids. Of course, those titles were overshadowed when people found out about her surgery. She then became the experiment. The hybrid. The abomination.

People forgot about her past accomplishments and focused on what had happened to her and what she had become. The moral of her existence was questioned as her family life deteriorated. She shut herself inside after that. She was a coward in that respect. Natalie couldn't handle the constant threats and hateful words. The cyborg believed that people would eventually forget about her at some point... and they did.

It only took about a year and a half for her name to disappear from the national news. Every once and a while her name was spoken on a podcast and radio or in a blog of some sort. However, people just forgot about her and moved on with more pressing news. People have short attention spans in that regard. Either that or the world just moves far too fast for people to ponder on a single storyline for too long.