“We must get started with this tonight nurse.” A man dressed in white said. “Did you get the boy?”

“Yes.” A lady with short curled brown/red hair said. She had with her a small boy, he was unconscious and the man, or doctor as he liked to be called, smiled.

“Good. Let’s get started.” They placed the boy onto a table and hooked wires and tubes to him. “Bring up his genetic pattern.” The man gazed at a computer. “Let’s switch some things here. Perhaps a few additions would work nicely.”

“I don’t think,..”

“What?” The doctor asked. “What don’t you think? Actually don’t think at all. When you were brought onto this job you were told not to make an attachment to the children. You’ve already taken a liking to Shune.”

“I can’t help it sir. What we are doing. It’s not right.”

“Who says? Nobody that’s who. Now get to work. I want to see if this boy can be the first telepath we have.” Minutes later everything was a mess.

“He’s changing fast, but in a bad way. Sir. His molecules are beginning. We’re going to loose him.”

The doctor yawned and watched as the boy on the table began to shake violently. “If you’re concerned you help him.”

“We must get Shune in here. She can help him with her abilities.”

“No! The girl does not know of this and it’s better that way.” The doctor said harshly leaning back in his chair.

The lady looked down into the blank boys eyes. “She can help him.”

“If he dies then he dies! Tomorrow Tunasa is going and this one was getting near to being on this list. So what if he goes sooner than we were going to have him go?”

“Shune will know he is gone. She has tabs on every single person surrounding her. Like she’s almost connected to everybody.” She shifted to grab an interesting looking tool. “Come on. Live!” She yelled. “Please live.” But it wasn’t any use. The boy died without any help from the doctor.

The door burst open suddenly and there stood Shune. “What happened to him?!” She yelled shocked at seeing the limp body of the boy. “What happened?” She began to look around for any answer.

“Injuries, couldn’t help him though. I’m sorry Shune.” The doctor lied.

“You should have gotten me. I could have helped!”

“Shune dear. Go back to your room. You aren’t supposed to be out. If you go back now I won’t tell anybody of this. Please dear. Just go.” The lady said.

“Amely? Why did this happen? How?”

“I can tell you that Shune. Just go back to bed.”

Shune turned sadly towards the door. “If it ever happens again. Get me. I can help. Some say I can work miracles, that may be so. But I can’t bring back the dead.”

“Okay Shune.” Then Shune left and Amely turned to the doctor still sitting in his chair. “Why Atoa?”

Atoa shrugged. “I do what I wish. Ever since I got this body I’ve been able to do so much more.”

“Why do you do this to innocent children? Change them like this? Shune is the person she was meant to be, but she wasn’t meant to be your leading and highest ranking killing machine! You know her feelings on killing.”

“We’ll fix her soon enough.”

“You should brainwash them all if you want killers! Shune knows its wrong and so do the others.”

“Silence! I will have my warriors and they will be great ones! Though. I do wish I still had that Than. And that Heath. If only he wouldn’t have been so stubborn that one time.”

“Who?”

“Heath. Well, and that B’Elanna. Their genetic codes would have been most useful, but no!” Atoa through his hands into the air. “Stubborn idiots! They could have had everything!”

“What are you talking about?”

Atoa sighed. “It is before your time. Do you wish to hear the tale? If so I’ll tell you.”

“Why not? Some ugly story about you and killing people or something? Why not? Does this story start on a dark and stormy night or something? Where you have this stupid plan or something and then you rampage throughout the city and kill as many people as you can? Terror filling the faces of your victims just before you slaughter them cruelly laughing because they can’t defend themselves?” Amely took a seat and angrily stared at Atoa.

“Well. Not really like that, but somewhat. It was dark and it was night, but it wasn’t really stormy. In fact there wasn’t a single cloud in the sky and the stars were shining brightly along with the full moon beside them. It was a very nice night and splendid for anybody who would like to gaze up at the stars and the moon.”

“Well isn’t that great. Its obvious you’re going to tell me this even if I didn’t want to hear it so out with it!”

“Shut up and let me or I’ll kill you instead!”

“You wouldn’t dare. You need me too much for your stupid experiments and killing these children. I wish I could quit!”

“But you can’t! Or else you die.”

“Get on with the story if I must hear it.”

“Shut your mouth and let me!” And so Atoa began.