From the start of my life i was interested in the different forms of life. I had it in my genes, my dad was a neurogenetic engineer, a man who worked with the behavior patterns of different living things, but his future bent towards the mutancy side. He got more and more interested in the nucleotide sequences of different living things. This act of his would change the fate of the world forever. A drastic change in the evolution sequence of man, so drastic that our future of evolution had to be killed.....

My eyesight was blurring, my eyes were shutting, I could feel my life and breathe slip out of me. I gathered everything remaining in me, my good memories, my rage, my knowledge and charged with every atom of my life and energy and stabbed the creature which I spent half of my life on to research about and create, and fell unconscious on the ground doubtful about living.

I know you are wondering what I am talking about. I will tell it to you from where it started to where it ended.

I was born as a child with a natural attitude of a creator, an innovator, questioning each and every aspect of life. My father was the boss of a company involved in genetics called Genolife. He had a soft side for genetic modifications. I lived in a time where scientists were trying to find ways to mutate the genes of living things to make them smarter, stronger and most of all more human-like.

When I was six, my father took me on a tour of his office. He showed me the different tests on living creatures. This inspired me a lot to do something new, something breathtaking, something deathdefying but definitely not deadly.

When I was twelve, I cracked the DNA code of a monkey. It wasn't very hard, but just the opposite. When my father came back from work that day he was surprised to see that I had done something like this with such less resources.

"Luca, my son, you are destined to become a great man. You will do something so great that the whole world will aspire to become like you. Chase your dreams and make your old man proud!" he told me.

I grew up with Stanley Cohen and Craig Venter as my inspirations. Everyday was a challenge to do better than tomorrow.

One day when I was sixteen, I got a call from my father, a call which put a dangerous twist in my life.

"Luca *pant, pant, wheeze, cough*, listen to me very carefully, I am working on a new genetically modified nanobot missile which can destroy the DNA selected by the user. So a terrorist gang showed up and stole yours and moms DNA samples and the missiles. So I want you to make small alterations in both of your DNA's."

Then there was a sound of a gun firing and a man dying. A deep and rough voice came online.

"Hello Luca, I bet you're very angry right so I'll make a deal with you, I kill you and your mom and take away your sorrow by sending you up there. How about that? Huh!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!" that devilish laugh was more than he could stand.

"Get here you cowardly ******!! I'll whoop your sorry *** and send you crying home to your mom!! *******!!!!!" I shouted in rage.

I couldn't stand anymore and fell unconscious on the ground.

When I woke up we were still at home.

"MOM!!! Come here fast and get my genetic modification kit with you!!! HURRY!!!!", I screamed.

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Here.", she said as she gave it to me.

"Now come here quick, we don't have much time.", I said

"I'll take your blood sample.", I said as I put a syringe in her upper arm.

"Luca, what happened? Why are you taking my blood sample? Why are you in such a rush?", she said, having one of the oddest facial expressions a human could show.

I explained everything to her while modifying her DNA. It was a long and dangerous process, if even one thing went wrong the person either dies or wishes he could die depending upon their appearance. When I was done with modifying her DNA, I got to work on mine.

As soon as both of ours was done we packed up and were ready to leave, just then we heard a wild wind, and then a missile blasted into our house. Nothing was being destroyed, but then the nanobots started feeding on my mother. She screamed in pain and signaled me to run away.

After I left, I took the metro train. In it I was checking what had gone wrong in my mom's modifications. Then it hit me, I made a mistake.

My eyesight was blurring, my eyes were shutting, I could feel my life and breathe slip out of me. I gathered everything remaining in me, my good memories, my rage, my knowledge and charged with every atom of my life and energy and stabbed the creature which I spent half of my life on to research about and create, and fell unconscious on the ground doubtful about living.I know you are wondering what I am talking about. I will tell it to you from where it started to where it ended. I was born as a child with a natural attitude of a creator, an innovator, questioning each and every aspect of life. My father was the boss of a company involved in genetics called Genolife. He had a soft side for genetic modifications. I lived in a time where scientists were trying to find ways to mutate the genes of living things to make them smarter, stronger and most of all more human-like. When I was six, my father took me on a tour of his office. He showed me the different tests on living creatures. This inspired me a lot to do something new, something breathtaking, something deathdefying but definitely not deadly. When I was twelve, I cracked the DNA code of a monkey. It wasn't very hard, but just the opposite. When my father came back from work that day he was surprised to see that I had done something like this with such less resources. "Luca, my son, you are destined to become a great man. You will do something so great that the whole world will aspire to become like you. Chase your dreams and make your old man proud!" he told me. I grew up with Stanley Cohen and Craig Venter as my inspirations. Everyday was a challenge to do better than tomorrow. One day when I was sixteen, I got a call from my father, a call which put a dangerous twist in my life. "Luca *pant, pant, wheeze, cough*, listen to me very carefully, I am working on a new genetically modified nanobot missile which can destroy the DNA selected by the user. So a terrorist gang showed up and stole yours and moms DNA samples and the missiles. So I want you to make small alterations in both of your DNA's."Then there was a sound of a gun firing and a man dying. A deep and rough voice came online. "Hello Luca, I bet you're very angry right so I'll make a deal with you, I kill you and your mom and take away your sorrow by sending you up there. How about that? Huh!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!" that devilish laugh was more than he could stand. "Get here you cowardly ******!! I'll whoop your sorry *** and send you crying home to your mom!! *******!!!!!" I shouted in rage.I couldn't stand anymore and fell unconscious on the ground.

When I woke up we were still at home.

"MOM!!! Come here fast and get my genetic modification kit with you!!! HURRY!!!!", I screamed.

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Here.", she said as she gave it to me.

"Now come here quick, we don't have much time.", I said

"I'll take your blood sample.", I said as I put a syringe in her upper arm.

"Luca, what happened? Why are you taking my blood sample? Why are you in such a rush?", she said, having one of the oddest facial expressions a human could show.

I explained everything to her while modifying her DNA. It was a long and dangerous process, if even one thing went wrong the person either dies or wishes he could die depending upon their appearance. When I was done with modifying her DNA, I got to work on mine.

As soon as both of ours was done we packed up and were ready to leave, just then we heard a wild wind, and then a missile blasted into our house. Nothing was being destroyed, but then the nanobots started feeding on my mother. She screamed in pain and signaled me to run away.

After I left, I took the metro train. In it I was checking what had gone wrong in my mom's modifications. Then it hit me, I made a mistake.