My Professor is a Bastard

Chapter 20: Freezing Cold

Denver's PoV

I gained my maturity at the age of 4.

I have known what I was made for when I listened to the people entering these area that I currently stay. Now, I believed I am a 7 and a half year old boy.

''Put STV-00004 next to STV-00002.''

Its always this woman. What is it this time?

''Is this the experiment that was conducted in Sweden six years ago?'' a man asked.

''Yes. This is the 4th experiment of the research the Eldone couple is working for 10 years.''

''10 years? No wonder they don't have kids.''

''These kids are the kids they wanted. They created these children with the sperms of different races. Both of the scientist are infertile. STV-00001 came from a Filipino man. This boy here, STV-00002 is a Australian-German man. The 7 year-old girl, STV-00003 is a French-Greek descendant. And this newly arrived girl...''

Its a girl?

''STV-00004 is a Finnish-Russian blood.'' ''That was unfortunate for all the man that gave their sperms. They couldn't see their kids.''

''That's wrong. All of the men are scientist devoted to their researches. They give their specimen voluntarily and wished these research to be a successful in making perfect children for the future.''

So, I am one of the first generation.

Now, that I think about it. I haven't heard of the other two. And I only met this girl today. Our creators must be that intelligent.

''Let's check the list and go back to the office.'' The two person left the room.

I'm bored.

All the sound in the room are the monitors surrounding me, I mean us.

Every day is just like this. I don't know if its day or night.

All I know is the date.

Every time that woman come here, she will always say the date of today.

''April 4, 2124. Both STV's are normal. STV-00002 no changes since yesterday. STV-00004's heartbeat raised up to 11 from 121 bpm to 132 bpm. It is still pretty normal for the average emergency the scientist couple have given.''

*knock*

A loud knock.

''Are the two children okay?'' a familiar voice came in.

''Yes, they are pretty normal from the emergency number that needs medicational intake.''

''That's great. Now, can you leave me with them.''

''Understood, Dr. Eldone.''

So this woman is supposedly my creator. Eldone.

''STV-00002 or shall I call as Denver, I know your conscious. How sad you cannot talk to mama. Anyways, your a special specimen, I can't afford losing you in any ways.

STV-00004 or what I call as Quentin. The two of you are the second couple that will give birth to perfect children in the future. A year from now, you'll say goodbye to that life chamber of yours and I'll welcome you in these world of flaws. You'll be the next Adam and Eve for the new generation. STV-00001 and STV-00003 have started their IQ test yesterday. Oh, do not worry, they'll be a couple too.''

This is a f****d up world.

''But what if one or two of you is infertile? The solution is simple, breed them with the remaining fertile of opposite gender.''

What if the two men is infertile?

''If that happens then, my brother will impregnate the two ladies. Don't worry, my brother, Sean is an experiment my parents made 24 years ago. The first successful perfect child. I can read your mind, Denver.''

What if it happens to both women?

''You wanna know the answer for the opposite gender? Easy to read.''

Tsk.

''Then, we will hire genius women around the world and you'll impregnate them.''

These is messed up. Gosh, how advanced is the outside world now.

''Therefore, those infertile specimens will be used in other experiments. Isn't it awful that your partner-in-crime will be send to something unknown just because of infertility?''

I don't even know this Quentin. I haven't conducted a conversation with them.

''Oh yeah. That liquid your sleeping in is one of the experiments that brought me 12 awards. I'll bring a new device hear tomorrow.''

She then walked out.

Bride. A woman the Groom loves with all his heart. Somebody a Groom that will cherish and protect forever.

Ah...what a cheesy definition.

I woke up as a loud explosion appeared.

What the heck was that?

Outside noises are so gibberish.

I wanna know what's happening.

---moments later----

*BANG!

I assumed the door exploded by what I heard.

''STV-00004 is here. Who would have thought that these specimen is a cute little girl.''

''Don't be such a pedophile. Our payers wants the girl to be safe, without a scratch. They will know if the girl is still untouched as soon as we give it to them.

Oiii, bring the net for this girl.''

Where are they bringing Quentin?

For minutes I heard some noises in the room.

Open...eyes...

''How about the boy?''

''His not needed. Now, give that small monitoring device so this girl can arrive without medicational problems.''

''Okay.''

''Now, were done here.''

Open...eyes....fuc....king....ope..n

From that moment, all I saw is a girl with blue hair, inside a tank with yellowish liquid, being taken away from my side.

I felt the burning pain in my eyes, but it doesn't compare seeing somebody who's been entitled to you.

I still stare at the closed door that's feels like forever. Why does it feel so cold? Wait...The coldness is back...

It slowly disappeared the time when she stayed here.

I just notice a man in his 40's and a woman in her mid 30's run up to me.

''Denver?!''

''Get me the stretcher!'' The woman said.

She's the woman yesterday. What a beautiful woman.

This man should be Dr. Eldone, her partner.

All I heard was the rambling voice the two is making when speaking to me.

They were touching the glass that is bridging our gap.

The stretcher arrived and the man got his hand on a huge tool.

He used it to pound the glass.

Oh, their taking me out.

''Close your eyes, Denver. The liquid burns the optic nerve.'' The woman keep reminding me that it starts to be a nuisance so I just close it.

Now, that I opened it, your ordering me to close again.

*Crash!

The liquid left me in the tank all alone as it poured on the floor. As I inhaled the air, my lungs stung a lot.

Freezing Cold.

''The jacket please!''

The woman clothed me. The man carried me into the stretcher.

*Gasp....*Gasp...

''Denver?''

''A--a---air...'' I have troubled speaking as same for my breathing.

''His still adjusting to the outside air, let's rush him in the medical unit.''

I felt asleep with the difficultness of breathing.

As again, I woke up from the chatterings.

''DENVER!''

Still the woman.

''Are you feeling any headaches? Or is there something off in your body. Can you move your hands or fee---''

She couldn't finish.

''Calm down hon. He is still traumatized from what happened last two nights.''

I have slept that long?

''Is Quentin found?''

''How do you know her name?'' The man asked.

Oh, now I'm in an oxygen support.

''I told him their name yesterday.''

---April 4, 2134. Ten years after the disastrous event.

''Finally arrived at these school.''

I applied at these school because of my parents conclusions for the specimen that was abducted by unknown people 10 years ago.

The conclusion they have is that if I train here and apply for doctorate, I'll meet her here or at the Coup D'etat that will happen anytime soon.

''Why are you sure about that conclusion, Mom?''

''Because all of the children we created are dreaming of becoming a doctor.''

''So, it's like an imbued dream ever since we are created. No surprise why I'm interested in science.''

That was the conversation we had.

Here I am stuck with their beliefs.

That specimen was supposedly my bride and partner in making perfect children for the new era that is coming in years.

Then there's this black-haired woman who always par with my IQ.

She always beat me at test.

This is my first time meeting her. I was learning from Sweden Military School. And my advisor always tell a story about her to the point that I hate to imagine of how she could beat me.

''Your Rheanelle Wister, right?'' a man asked the Girl-On-Par with me.

Rheanelle... Not her name.

''Ahh...'' I messed my hair and fixed my glasses.

She's gonna be trouble.

---Days later---

Just as I thought these woman is trouble.

She's clearly destroying my career here.

How can I outshine her when she shines brightly everyday.

''Umm...Denver...''

''What?''

''Ah...Didn't meant to pissed you but I don't know how to solve this thing.''

Ah.

''What's your IQ?'' I suddenly asked.

''That's unexpected but its 153.''

Yes, I won.

By one level.

And so the anger I have for basically melted as we spend the months together studying.

Not until her friends arrived at Caylon. Our meetings have been limited.

---September 18, 2134

Its 10 in the morning. We have no class in this time so I'm gonna spend my precious hour in the library.

As I got in the hallway, I saw Rheanelle. Our eyes met.

Then again my heart skips its beat. Just like every time our eyes met.

And I feel nostalgia whenever she's around me.

Have we met somewhere?

This is ridiculous. Focus, Denver!

Before I can sit, I rushed towards the door and looked for Rheanelle.

She's running. Where are you going?

No!

What?

She can run off on her own.

Somethings wrong with me.

I just continued to my sit and read my favorite book. The book my parents wrote.

The Smallest Figure of Life by Dr. Evva Starling-Eldone and Dr. Adiam Eldone.

This book contains their experiment on life in which the women and men who don't want getting pregnant or looking out on pregnant wife, can grow a child inside a tank.

And I am the successful experiment they have.

Experiment!

Now that I see it. Being a 153 IQ-student is rare.

And I heard Rheanelle's true hair color is blue. She just dyed it black.

''What the...''

I grabbed a piece of paper and pen.

153 IQ...Natural blue hair.....Finnish-Russian ethnicity.....Genius in terms of medical education and a genius in architecture.

''Holy Fuck...''

I got to the dorm quickly. I called my mom.

''Mom...I think I found her.''

---1 week later. September 24, 2134.

I have been feeling uncomfortable of how I will say this.

4 days ago. Dad confirmed that Rheanelle was just a girl in a tank found in the shore of the Red Sea. Not far from here are remains of a group and a chopper.

She really is Quentin.

14:11

I saw her in the cafeteria. This is my chance to invite her in a study.

Its a gamble now.

''Rheanelle!''

Shit.

''Denver? What is it?'' She looked at me.

''Are you available for the rest of the day?'' I gathered my courage to ask this.

''Why? Is there something I can help you with this afternoon?'' What an angel.

''I was hoping if you could join me for a pair study.'' PLEASE.

''Why me?'' because I have something to tell you.

''Because your the one on par with my IQ. Mine is 154 and yours is 153. That's only 1 IQ apart.''

''Okay. I get it. But Colter from Class 1-B have a 150 IQ. We can have him too?''

Who's that?

''He had something to do.'' I just lied.

''Okay. At the library, right?'' she asked.

''Yeah. So its settled. 17:45'' Gosh, I almost stutter.

Shew just nodded.

17:24

''Okay, goodbye, Class 1-A''

I left the room quickly so I can position in the library. I want to find a great seat.

I collected all the books we need.

Antibiotics and Anti-Cancer Drugs.

*sigh*

''I hope it won't turn out weird for the two of us...'' I said as I waited and read the book first.

I look at the door and saw her staring at me.

*ba-thump

''Rheanelle!'' I extingly said.

''Sssshhhh''

''Oh, I'm sorry.''

Geesh, I'm so excited that I used the word geesh.

Sometimes, I think I'm an i***t.

''So, what's the topic about?'' She asked as she sat in front of me.

''Antibiotics and Anti-Cancer cells.'' Gosh, that sounded cool.

''That's the topic needed for the first-year doctors needed for the mission. Are you planning to take the test?''

''I thought it was obvious from the start.'' I said. I always excel at science why would I go to something that needs a lot of strategy and calculations.

''Ummm, I really thought you'll join the commanding team.'' Huh?

''Its my dream to be a doctor, but I was sent here.'' Because I was sent here to find you is what I wanna say.

''That's a sad story. Anyways, I am planning to join the commanding team. So. shall we begin.''

''I thought your applying for the doctors...'' s**t. I thought it would go as planned.

''I am not interested in that.''

With the look on her face I can tell she made a realization.

''You invited me because you thought I am applying for doctorate?''

''Yeah. I thought you were. Its stupid of me to not even ask where your applying.'' I answered.

''We can still study with each other, though...''

Ah! I really thought she would apply for doctorate. Mom said the children they have created is imbued with the l**t of becoming a doctor.

''It doesn't matter where we are appl--''

''No, it matters.'' I cut here words. That was rude of me.

''O-Of course, its not, Denver.''

''Arguing are for stupids, let's just study.'' I said and fixed my glasses.

Yeah. The liquid in the tank burned my eyes when I opened it the night you were abducted.

''An antibiotic is a type of antimicrobial substance active against bacteria. It is the most important type of antibacterial agent for fighting bacterial infections, and antibiotic medications are widely used in the treatment and prevention of such infections. They may either kill or inhibit the growth of bacteria.''

I read the definition.

''We should take note of where the word came from, it might be included.'' She offered.

''What does penicillin mean? I know I've heard it before.''

I stared at her. Really? She doesn't know what penicillin is?

Are the scientist that raised her dumb?

''Penicillins are a group of antibiotics originally obtained from Penicillium moulds, principally P. chrysogenum and P. rubens. Most penicillins in clinical use are chemically coalesced from naturally-produced penicillins. A number of natural penicillins have been discovered, but only two purified compounds are in clinical use: penicillin G for intravenous use, and penicillin V to be intake by mouth.''

I answered.

''You really are suited to be a doctor.''

''And its a waste if you won't be joining me.'' I added

''Modern Antibiotics are discovered by Alexander Fleming in 1928.''

''Sir Alexander Fleming, FRS FRSE FRCS, born in 6 August 1881 and died on 11 March 1955, was a Scottish physician and microbiologist, best known for discovering the world's first broadly effective antibiotic substance, which he named penicillin. His discovery in 1928 of what was later named benzylpenicillin or penicillin G from the mould Penicillium rubens is described as the "single greatest victory ever achieved over disease. For this discovery, he shared the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine in 1945 with Howard Florey and Ernst Boris Chain, two incredible people associated in science...''

I looked at her every now and then that I didn't notice time flew by.

''I really had a fun time, Denver.''

''Yeah.'' I said with a tone.

''Hey...Is it a waste of time?'' She ask.

''Yes. It's a waste of time for you to join the commanding team. You should be joining the doctors, Rheanelle,'' I looked at her.

''W-what? That's funny. I have clearly told you, doctorate is not my choice.''

''Are you out of your mind, Rheanelle. Being a doctor is part in our blood.''

''Part of what? Your the one who isn't in the right mind here is you, Denver.'' I grab her by her shoulders.

You don't know the pain of losing someone. The pain and trauma I had to experience when you were gone.

''Have you forgotten, Rheanelle? Have you forgotten the laboratory that we came from?''

''What a-are you ta-talking about?''

''Rheanelle, its me, STV-00002.''

Tears started to climb up in my eye.

''Have you forgotten, huh, STV-00004?''

''That night, ten years ago in the laboratory, a huge explosion happened in the north wing of the underground research area. I was awake in my tank that night, with you beside me. There were a lot of noises in the room that we stayed. I heard clangings of metal and such. But I couldn't move. When I heard the sound of electrical chords being cut, I knew you were being targeted.''

You need to know the truth about you, Rheanelle.

''I have parents. They died when I was seven. I'm the only one who survived that car crash. I lost all my memories because of that accident, so don't go staining the reminiscence of my parents with dirty stories, Denver.''

She said. That's just an artificial memory. They changed her memories.

Rheanelle aggresively pushes me away.

No. Don't go away. Don't leave me again. I hate the coldness. I hate the freezing cold.

''You were with me at dusk but you were gone when the dawn came, Rheanelle. Think of how much I suffer losing my girl like that.'' I shouted from a distance.

''If that's really true, then I never left you. I was kidn*pped and I don't know shits. Drill that in that huge brains of yours, Denver or STV-I don't give a damn. And if you are in a tank, how come you can hear the surroundings and I can't. If that was 10 years ago, were just 7 and 8, I was never your girl.''

The last phrase hit harder than the others. No. You were mine.

This is unforgivable.

Tears flowing down my cheeks. I just stare at her, walking in a daze.

''I really wish that you might just mistaken for someone because if its not, then we can't restore the friendship that we had.'' she said and disappeared from my sight moments later.

There is a small possibility of us gaining of what we had and the possibility of destroying what's left is much easier to achieve than restoring.

I head straight to the dorm.

I eventually called Mom.

She comforted me.

All I felt was numbness that day.