Genesis

“Oh, Shit, John!” his sister exclaims. He consider removing the disk but decide it would be too little too late. His mind races. He have hundreds of project, plans, and papers on there, he do not want to lose, not to mention his little 50 gigabytes of kick ass porn. His heart pounding in his ears. He type in the first word to come to his mind.

“Genesis”

Miraculously it works. The count down ends. Julie look at he, “how did you know?”

Honestly, he reply, “I have no idea.” He looks at the files. The two of he are fascinated by their information. They describe a process for creating a human. The exact DNA code down to the last bar. This person, if the formula was correct, would be a superhuman, with a body heighten in a unique balance. Nothing too powerful, no single aspect over powering the others, but distinctly better in everything. Once the subject was reached maturity injections of certain specially designed viruses would be used stimulate an increased production of Aresine, Athenatonin, Metisatonin, Sekhmetanen, Chronisilia, Plutoal and Diosatol, this would finalize the superhuman project making gods of men. Officially the project was scrapped, deem folly for their in ability to control these creation. To his horror as he read, he discovered he father had illegally continued the project. He had named it Project Adam and Project Eve. Nearly twenty years ago he had experimented on his own code. He convinced their mother to artificial insemination, under ruse that it was to insure that after the elder sister he would have a son, “one of each.” He had created John and implanted him in her womb. He had been concerned that John’s code might be too different to from other humans to reproduce so he created John’s sister as well. “An accidental blessing,” he had told their mother. His intent had been to tell them of all this on their 21st birthday, when he would offer he the chance to take the last piece of his “god serum.” Journal entries when on and on about how hard it was to keep this all a secret. He major concerns were with Julie. He had been very careful to make them both different but similar enough to ensure them would be at least be able to “mate” (the whole thing read so clinically) with her, but she had to look enough like him so as not to arouse suspicion so he had a small fear that if the two of them could only produce viable off spring with each other then there would be too little genetic various and within a few generation inbreeding would undo everything. His second fear was that the two of them would be too bound by society’s “morals” and be unable to find each other as viable mates.

It took sometime for all of this to sink into his head. On one hand, they just found out genetically they have no family (even if they counted their father, & he was now dead). On the other hand, they were design by their father to be the next step in human evolution and to rule mankind for the remainder of their much-extended lifespan. John is stunned. He turns to his sister.

“Juuh…” is all he gets out before he finds Juliet with her arms around him and her tongue down his throat.