Henry Jekyll, a 35 year old man with something deep inside of him that has defied laws of humanity, but each night he's struggling with the thought of "Will I make it to the next day?" With everyone oblivious to this matter, let's hope he doesn't get caught. Especially by his fellow rogue scientists. Credits to: Robert Louis Stevenson, Adrian von Zielger (YouTube), & Sabrina Cotugno (TUMBLR/DEVIANTART/TWITTER) { for characters, story written by me } Do not rewrite my story in another language. This story is only mine, no one will be allowed to repost or remix this story. Respect my decisions, respect everyone in the comments. Nothing negative unless I am personally allowing you to critique it or asking on your opinion. Now negativity in a joking matter is okay, but no rude comments. Please & thank you.

"OKAY but, what if Hyde is the good one and Jekyll is the mean one?" Quote, me when I first had this terrible idea. This is the story about Mr Jekyll, the most famous but at the same time mysterious man in all of London. Only a few knows about his past, but... most of them died for an "unspecified cause". There are many theories and myths about him, but are they true or are they false? What can be trusted and what cannot? One of the most discussed topics by London's folk, is the strange bond that ties Jekyll with Dr Hyde, a medical doctor, that sometimes experiments with psychology, who is mostly known for his unconditional kindness and generosity. Will the truth be revealed? Will Mr Lanyon marry Dr Utterson? Will Danvers find his lost chill? Will Lucy finally find a partner that isn't a fuckin asshole? But more importantly, Will Augusto fuckin stop telling stupid yo mama jokes to his brother? (Seriously thought this is getting pretty annoying.) (AU of The Glass Scientists, by Sabrina Cotugno: http://www.theglassscientists.com/?comic=chapter-i ) (More info about TSS on Tumblr "dr-hyde-and-mr-jekyll")