“Dionysius, we have chosen your target,” Dr. Tobias said, sounding eager. “I’m ready,” Dionysius replied. “The Director of the Cormiann Lab. Dr. Nicholas Collins. He fired both Dr. Russell and I when— Ah, well. What do you really care? You will find him in his office.” “I will go immediately.” “That really isn’t for you to say. Glimmer, Dionysius.” Schuyler heard one set of footsteps fade away. He knew Dr. Collins. He had worked at the Cormiann Lab nine years ago before he transferred to Lisia Lab. That was when he met Lena, at Lisia Lab. Strange. He felt nothing at the thought of his wife. Absolutely nothing. By the…
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Glimmer, part 3
“What do we have?” Dr. Tobias asked. “Subject one: Dionysius. Successfully turned into an assassin,” Dr. Russell read from the computer screen. “Excellent. Continue, Dr. Russell.” “Subject two: Owen. Almost successfully turned into an assassin. There’s a slight defect in his programming.” “Ah, well, that must be that slip I made. Quite unfortunate. Continue, Dr. Russell.” “Subject three: Erika. Successfully turned into an assassin. Subject four: Mari. Doctor, she’s part Glimmer.” “Almost immortal,” Dr. Tobias said, obviously pleased. “And subject five, Dr. Russell?” “Subject five: Schuyler. Full Glimmer, Doctor.” “Astounding. We did it, Dr. Russell.” “Yes. The government only needs one, Dr. Tobias.” “Yes, I know, Dr. Russell. We’ll send…
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Glimmer, part 2
Schuyler awoke in a lab, tightly strapped down to a cold steel table. Four other people lay on nearby tables. All five of them were covered by white cloths, none of them were clothed. Dr. Tobias was leaning over the man lying on the table next to Schuyler’s. Behind the Cryma-Crystal desk across the room stood a young woman with black curls and large green eyes, also dressed in a white coat. She glanced up at him, saw his head moving around, and quickly snatched up a metal tray as she walked around the paper-laden desk to Dr. Tobias. “Dr. Tobias,” the woman said. The doctor who had kidnapped Schuyler…
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Glimmer, part 1
Being locked up in a dark cell does things to your mind. Makes you crazy. Mad. Insane. But not me. Never me. I’m not affected by human emotions anymore. Not since Dr. Tobias plucked me from the streets of New York on Earth. Pretty sure it’s been at least a year since I was on Earth. But I wouldn’t know. Don’t care where I am now. Don’t really care. Been nearly two years (I think) since Dr. Tobias turned me into this. I’ll kill him. I swear I will. He stole me from my family. My life. I can’t die. Immortal. That’s what I am. Immortal. I’d laugh if I…
