My Pet Human {UNDER SERIOUS EDITING}

Preserving Laquania

'And God said, Let there be light and there was light.' ~Genesis 1:3:4

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~Godpheus~

Godpheus Mathews was a pessimist. Since he was only a child, he'd feared for the day that the world crashed and burned and the life he'd come to love ended. He only trusted someone once he knew every tiny detail about them. It had taken him a full two years to come to his senses and trust his assistant, Barnabas. He could never have trusted Genesis Adam or Eve. At least not after what he'd done to them in the past. He knew that his first human creations would be seeking their revenge, but in hours if most, the last of the 'big bang' would occur, disintegrating the parts of them still tainted by their Laquanian genes. Their human sides would try to hold onto an existence, but in the end, Godpheus knew they wouldn't have the strength. No being could possibly survive something that tore out half of their DNA.

Not that it mattered. Any surviving humans, the ones who had escaped through the tunnels underground would die when his serum shrunk the irrigation system. The humans themselves wouldn't shrink again, as the serum produced from the humanizer wouldn't be strong enough to mutate them in the way he'd done to Exodus Cain and the other young human, Axel, but it would shrink everything else in its wake, provided it was man-made. He didn't know much about Meridia's irrigation system, but he knew enough to have faith that any humans underground when the rain flooded the pipes would be trapped there. If he was lucky enough, they might even be crushed in the shrinking pipes themselves and finish the job quickly. If not, he knew they wouldn't last long before starvation.

In a way, Adam and Eve, and the Exoduses would have it easy. They'd die before the rest, and wouldn't have to suffer the consequences of defying him. Because Godpheus had one weapon that was even more powerful than any power those humans could create.

He had control. No matter what Adam or Eve tried to do to him, they wouldn't be able to lay a finger on him. He'd hardwired the first humans to obey his every command. It worked on Adam; he'd tried it early on, causing him to forget his abilities. Clearly Adam had discovered them again now, as he'd just witnessed the human firsthand as he'd torn apart a pet store and freed its inmates.

He sighed, running a hand through his scraggly hair, which had knotted from the growing wind. Adam didn't matter now. None of them did. He'd won, and there was nothing left to do but wait. Smiling up fondly at the growing storm, and the streaks of lightning flashing across the sky, Godpheus sat down beside his Humanizer and admired it all. Gazing up at the green/grey clouds and hearing the whistling wind rustle his hair calmed his worries down a little. It was a start, at least. He couldn't help it, though. Since he'd cheated death three years ago, it was almost a reflex to fear oblivion.

"Speaking of which..." he muttered under his breath, lifting up his navy button up shirt which he had covered by a crisp white lab coat. Rather than peering down at a regular mound of fleshy abdomen though, Godpheus saw his face, reflected on metal and glass. Bolts whirred, cogs turned, yellow 'life curer' fed itself mechanically through his body, powered by the tiny human, hanging limp in the orb at his chest. He ran a fingernail over the metal plate, felt the recently infected bumps patterning his skin where it had been attached. The flesh was pasty and pulled taunt, like a mound of play-dough.

He hadn't intended to create such an ugly invention to keep himself alive. It had been out of pure fear that he'd gone the next step and turned himself into something else. Something that couldn't quite count as Laquanian anymore. Godpheus had figured that much out, after he'd made a table in his lab fly across the room. Exodus Seth, or Jesus has he now called him merged with his DNA, not enough to ensure he died with the rest of the human/Laquanian hybrids but enough to give him a taste of their abilities. Seeing as Jesus wasn't technically a part of him, his powers only worked when he was hooked up to the tiny human trapped unconscious inside the glass ball in his chest. Once he removed it, they would disappear and he would die.