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Chapter 3 by TMJ2008 TMJ2008

Where do you find yourself after being ushered away from college so politely in first class burlap style?

Home, sweet home.

Your eyes adjust to the sterile white light of the room you find yourself in and you take in your surroundings slowly. It is a lab you find yourself, the room large and wide, the walls and floor a sterile white illuminated sharply by the buzzing florescent lights above. The room has a number of white boards with equations scribbled across them and it is also full of tables that are littered with numerous notes and half-finished inventions. On one such table, a chemistry set has a number of chemicals bubbling over a low heat burner and you can tell, from the scent emanating from it, that it has been simmering for quite awhile.

You blink a bit at that and, as you take in your surroundings again, you realize all at once where you are: home.

This is your father's lab in his secret lair (located, dramatically enough, in a hidden underwater facility that is difficult to reach if you don't know how) and you whip your head around as you look for your father. Instead, your gaze falls upon a large and muscular figure standing a few feet behind you. The figure is about your height, but about three times your breadth with muscle heavy upon it's frame. Obsidian black skin is shown through where coarse black fur and the skin tight leotard that it, no, she wears doesn't cover her body. Her arms are long, reaching down to below her knees and her legs are somewhat short in comparison. Despite all this, she still possesses a feminine form, with a curve in her hips and rear and a pleasant curve to her chest. Her face also possesses human female features, her dark lips full and her eyes a clear and expressive blue, but these are hard to notice when one takes in the protruding brow and flat nose with flaring nostrils that marks the woman as the human/gorilla hybrid she is.

"Erin? What the hell? Did you bring me here?! What's going on?", you say, calling the familiar gorilla woman by the nickname you'd given her long ago when your father had first spliced her together (the name taken from the scientific name of the mountain gorilla, Gorilla gorilla beringei, she was engineered from).

"I heff tolt you not to call Subject A-Vun by det albern name, Dietrich. It is unfitting for vun of her intimidating design.", you hear an accented voice speak out from somewhere among the tables of the lab and you instantly recognize it as the voice of your father. You'd be able to recognize that German accent anywhere...especially since you always held the suspicion that he was faking it in order to sound more like a stereotypical evil scientist.

"It's better than calling her and every other one of the girls 'Subject letter and number' like you insist on doing. Show some creativity, old man!", you retort on instinct as you have multiple times before, but you shake it off this time to get back to the more pressing point, "Wait, forget that, why the hell did you have Erin grab me off of the street like that!? What the hell's going on? You said you'd be hands off when I was away at school, Dad! What's this all about?"

"Ah, vell, I may heff said det, but dere hes been some trouble det hes caused plens to change.", your father says apologetically, "I em sorry, Dietrich, but I need you here."

There's an odd hiss of static that accompanies your father's voice as he speaks, you now notice, and you narrow your eyes as you begin to move in the direction of the voice. "What trouble? Dad, what happened? Why do you sound strange? Are you talking to me through an intercom or something?", you ask as you navigate through the mess of tables and white boards towards your father's voice.

"Vell...ja und nein...", he replies enigmatically as you push a white board aside to reveal...

What's behind white board number one?

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