Written by: Paula and Kaleb.

The year was 2076, and even though humankind was supposed to be more “evolved”, this couldn´t be more far away from the truth.

In 2055, Doctor Frank Mellow made the greatest breakthrough in the history of science, a promise for eager couples to assure a great future for their children. They called this “genetic engineering”.

It consisted in parents choosing exactly what traits they wanted for their unborn child: both physical and personality aspects.

As every innovation in this world, it wasn´t received very warmly by society, but as more couples tried it and were able to see that their child was exactly of their choosing and completely healthy, more and more people were convinced that they wanted their children to be good looking, smart, strong, basically, they wanted  perfection.

Dr. Mellow got nothing but praises and positive fame, until the summer of 2068, when everything started.

The first phone calls were from parents that were worried that their children was presenting “abnormal” behavior.

Things began to escalate quickly as the calls began to get more and more serious. Parents contacted him horrified because their sons/daughters were suddenly moving things without touching them, disappearing at plain sight, randomly levitating, among a bizarre list of things.

Dr. Mellow knew something was wrong and immediately convinced his clients to take their offspring to Mellow Labs. (his company).

All of them had only one thing in common: they were incredibly rebellious and surprisingly aggressive, which lead to Dr. Mellow having to take drastic measures such as sedatives, several drugs and even sometimes physical violence to make the tests on these kids.

Their cells were evolving in an abnormal manner, this kids´ DNAs had changed dramatically in just a short period of time, Mellow was shocked and knew that these kids could be a potential danger for the world.

He made the parents sign a contract stating that the kids had to stay at the headquarters as long as the investigation was proceeding and they were allowd to visit them as often as they wanted to.

Mellow had to keep all of them constantly sedated, because the minute they regained consciousness they would turn hostile and he wanted to save the long and complicated explanation.

Some kids lost their lives due to the amount of drugs that were pushed into their systems. People were losing their minds, but there were a selected few that became immune to the drugs and realized the cruelties done to them.

When the parents visited them, they used another type of drug for them to act “normal” to keep suspicions out.

In 2076, Francis was 21 years old, he was one of the first genetically engineered babies, and was one of the few who grew immune to the sedatives.

He saw that some people who were in the same condition as he was, and when they complained they were taken to some sort of room, and he never saw them again, so he decided it was better to just pretend to be drugged all the time.

When his parents came to visit him and there were no guards around, he told them the atrocities that were committed in that place, and his parents thought he was exaggerating and that they knew Mellow’s intentions were good.

He planned it all in a time lapse of a week, he needed the guards to be unarmed, which was usually the 3 pm drug visit. His superability was telekinesis. He knew what he wanted. He wanted Mellow dead.

Francis opened the door and deactivated the security cameras.  He liberated all of his partners and head over to Mellow´s office. He opened the door and he was there.

Just by looking at him, he knew Mellow wasn´t a sane man, he had the same grim look that many of his cellmates had, burned out by all the drugs.

When he looked at him, with the angriest and most determined look on his face, he left out a nervous laugh.

“DO IT! I can´t live with what I’ve done” yelled Mellow.

Francis made a half smile. “No, that would be being too kind, you don´t deserve that”


He opened the main door and let all of his cellmates free onto the unknow world, that had drastically changed on 8 years.

These individuals were dangerous and their brains were completely numb to any kind of empathy, they wanted revenge, and the target was: every human.



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Someones son is dying
right this immediate second of now..
and his General wraps his meaty iron fist
around the all-mighty oil-soaked dollar.
  An apex jungle-predator won't kill
for pleasure or amusement; 
  Even when hopelessly entangled
in the shimmering, dew-wet death
of a spiders web; 
  The spider, knowing it has no use 
for what has surrendered to its entrapment,
releases its prey not out of mercy, or sorrow..
but out of the calm calculus of reason.
  What then of this war? 
To quench the beasts' blood lust
of un-satisfiable desire?
  A revolution is growing silently 
in numbers, behind the backs
suckling from the tit of self destruction
and greed.
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Train Station

A train stops 

Pale strangers
with hungry eyes 
and dazed  faces
gazing ,
dragging baggage 
and dusty- shoed feet
 right over left,
into the station.
Miles of 
dimly lit cavern-corridor;
the acrid city air is heavy 
with filth and hopless
woven metal wastebaskets overflow 
yesterdays black and white news
And ticket-stubs
torn in half 
like the curbside heart
of those bid fare well
shabby cloth flea market millionaires
in toothless rummage-through
almost carefully...
for tin vessel pocket change
to trade for 
bottles of wine,
or six- packs of beer.
Clinging to the littered walk,  
the transient liquid mass
of faceless caricatures
sweep like dust
across a glass photograph.
Starry-eyed children laugh
and talk happy things 
to a gray haired lady in a 
cat sweater.
My how youve grown.

A sharp mechanical scream
made necessary 
diversion from the hi-heeled
flesh vendor,
hair dischevled; 
pleading for fare.

A serpet hiss as doors open and exhale  
an overdressed man with plastic hair
carrying flowers; 
greeted by his long awaited lover
and her open arms .
Train station. 
Mysterious intention. 
Cause,  or affliction.
  The place where the journey
begins or ends.
 A travel weary heart.
castaway of a vast unknown,
or drawn back to sanctuary home.
Where love chases its 
furry phantom tail....
where hopes sprout
 like spring blossoms,
or wither 
like the skin of an old whore.
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