Subject XY3

Subject XY3

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"Our studies on genetics have been extraordinary. GeneitCorp has accomplished many things, all which have allowed humans a better life and building resistance against illness. Lab 8 is a little different. Our subject, XY3, has been a huge success. The subject has been growing throughout the years and has only confirmed the amazing works of Dr. Bradshaw." I looked at her with confusion. "What exactly is subject XY3?" Dr. Lee looked down at her hands then back up at me. "Subject XY3 is a hybrid of the sorts. The subject doesn't quite look it, but it definitely is. Genetic engineering isn't anything new. We know much of it is used to help produce organs for humans, but Dr. Bradshaw wanted to take a different route." I want her to just come out and say it. "Subject XY3 is a human-wolf hybrid. But it wasn't what we expected. It is aggressive, yet normal at times. It can change at will, but maintain a fully human form as well. In many hybrid creations, there is sterile off-spring, but it isn't sterile." I gulped loudly. This doesn't feel right.
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