Inside Saint-Industries Derek Saint was being rushed to an emergency care facility inside his company. "Derek were going to get you help" He heard Wilfred's voice. "I don't even recognize the boy anymore" Wilfred said scared screaming obscenities at the others as they pushed his gurney, Derek's vision faded in and out of reality like a light switch he had no clue what time it was or where he was or what he was, all he was fixated on each time his vision cleared was the bone claws that had grown from his hands, feeling poison circulate through his blood, he screamed and convulsed for he felt burning inside his skin like acid. Derek thought that there was no way he was awake. "I need to wake up" He huffed frantically hyperventilating. He felt the burn once more grabbing a doctors hand with brute strength. "HELP ME"! He screams at her viciously green veins start to protrude from the doctors face as he held onto her hand. "LET HER GO DEREK"! Wilfred yelled they forced Derek's hand off of the female doctor as she fell to the floor infected by an unknown poison. "Whats happening to me"? Derek asked Wilfred terrified. "Try to breathe sir" Wilfred told him desperately trying to console Derek but he was just as terrified. They made it inside the genetics lab everyone crowded Derek pushing Wilfred out the way. "WILFRED"! Derek screamed reaching out his hand Wilfred was thrown on the other side of the door as doctors began poking and probing Derek. Heinous feral screams escaped the genetics lab breaking Wilfred's heart. As hours passed it became more and more clear they could not undo Derek's condition, and since Derek's parents were gone Wilfred had taken care of everything so Wilfred held a conversation with all the scientists and doctors of Saint-Industries who had witnessed what occurred, had asked them to remain quiet in the eyes of public media. "It will destroy him and destroy his families legacy". Wilfred said as he put on his hat and coat walking outside to see a large containment pod carrying Derek inside. "I want to take him home, let him be around me his only family he doesn't deserve to be dissected and probed the rest of his life, in the eyes of the media Derek Saint isn't dead just missing"Wilfred finished talking walking down the steps away from Saint-Industries.
September 24th 2118 Priscilla Zimmer reported her husband, Jared Zimmer missing he had disappeared from their home after they both decided against their divorce, she had found empty pill bottles, glass pipes, hundreds of used needles and several cans of gasoline inside a closet in their home. In his nightstand she found notebooks filled to the brim with psychotic drawings: Jared strangling Derek with piano wire, Jared stabbing Lester in the neck with a playing card, blowing up buildings, each drawing more horrible then the last. Priscilla then got on her phone calling Derek no response only voicemail. "Derek, something's really wrong with Jared" she cried now in so much fear for her husband, "Please call me when you get this", she hangs up the phone, looking up she sees Jack standing there curious. "Jared, Jared look at me" she says tears pouring down her face faster then before. "Tell me this isn't you, tell me you didn't do these horrible things" She says staggering over to him crying and slamming her fists into his chest. "You'd hurt me like that wouldn't you, you'd hurt Christa like that"? she kept crying until Jack whispers in her ear holding her. "Honey no, no no never, stop you know i would never do that". He says calmly caressing her trying to silence her. "You killed Lester he was your friend" Priscilla's words were barely coherent through her tears. "A friend wouldn't create inhuman monsters and blame a friend, a friend wouldn't be so gullible as to believe he could ever truly kick me out of my company". Jack says smiling. "Don't hurt me" Priscilla says looking at what was once Jared Zimmer. His eyes widened, "Hurt you why"? he asked Priscilla was terrified for his demeanor seemed as if he didn't care who he hurt. "Im so sorry, i didn't know what this did to you" she said rubbing his face hoping to remove what she thought was make-up. "Im free now Cilla" Jack says ecstatically. "Your on drugs Jared look at me this isn't you". After she said those words Jack began to laugh hysterically. "Drugs no i wish the laughing gas ZimTech created made me immune, the ultimate high. Yes there were some "cosmetic" effects but who truly cares, i now feel free to do what i want, guess that stupid bastard Lester was good for something". After Jack finished Priscilla began to hyperventilate Jack immediately pulled out a funny looking inhaler. "Take this baby i promise you'll feel better" Jack says his smile growing bigger once more, she takes breath from the inhaler feeling funny. She then backs up from Jack starting to laugh. "Oh baby, we're going to the top you and I one big happy family" He cackles as the shadow of Priscilla continues to laugh changing into something else.
Toxica walked into the Rogues Gallery a bar in New Boston in the dark part of town, where everyone stared at her as she walked in. She immediately sat down. "You know I'm getting sick of seeing your kind come in and out of here" the bartender said with such a stern tone. "Bite me" Toxica said unhooking her mask, the bartender then pours her a drink. "How you been holding up"? He asks. "I wish i had an answer" Toxica said, taking her shot of alcohol wincing at the burn in her throat. "Word on the street is Zazz got someone with him" the bartender said pouring her another shot. "Who"? Toxica asked, "Eh who knows with you psychos, bullshit just keeps pouring on and on" the bartender responds. Toxica shoots him a nasty look but says nothing. She walks to the door. "Don't come back here" the bartender says. "you know for someone who was poked and proded by Zimtech, you seem oddly normal". Toxica says sarcastically. "Made a life for myself I'm nothing like any of you, especially Zazz" He said. "Sure" Toxica looks at him as if to smile her eyes squinting walking out the door into the day.
What once was Derek Saint, laid strapped to his own bed, his claws tearing the restraints to which a team of Animal Control experts ran into the room to subdue him. Wilfred screamed: "MASTER DEREK MEMBER WHO YOU ARE MY BOY"! He ran to Derek's side trying to defend Animal Control. Derek roared in his face with his green eyes piercing into Wilfred. He stopped looking at Wilfred as if to say: "Why won't you kill me"? "I'm not him anymore, kill me before I hurt someone". Wilfred cried as he looked at Derek. "I won't lose you like I've lost them, not again". Wilfred's mind dispersed and he was no longer in the room but the night Derek's parents died December 23th 2098. "Alone we all were on that street, snow falling thoughts of Christmas, we were a family together strong". Wilfred said aloud, remembering the group of thugs that came out of nowhere. "Master Saint Miss Saint take Derek and get behind me" Wilfred said preparing to fight. "Old man thinks he can take us" one of them laughed Wilfred fought them with all of his breath Victor Saint jumped into the fight throwing fists with Wilfred, they were winning until one of the thugs shoots Veronica Saint she falls slowly to the ground. "VERONICA"! Victor and Wilfred scream fighting past the thugs. "DEREK! Victor screams as Wilfred tries to grab ahold of Derek a gunshot is heard and everything goes black. Wilfred remembers awakening in blurry vision to a person in a red costume and black trenchcoat carrying Derek in his arms. "I am so sorry young Saint do not look child, look away". The man held the boy close as tears filled Derek's eyes. Wilfred could barely stand. "Sir, the boys parents are gone I saw what was happening I tried to get to you I wasn't fast enough I failed" the man put Derek on the ground, Wilfred lifts his head. "No, Victor, Veronica" he struggles to stand trudging over to Mr. & Mrs Saint desperately trying to shake them to see some form of life. He turned Victor around to see a gunshot wound in Victor Saints neck, he went balistic pulling out his phone dialing 911. "You cover Derek's eyes he doesn't need to see this". Wilfred said crying as he talked to the stranger in the costume. Police had come the stranger seemed to disappear as Wilfred was talking Derek looked up from where he was sitting at the ambulance to see the stranger standing on top of a nearby building looking at Derek a red ace of spades symbol across his chest, bowing his head for the ones he couldn't save.