James’s mind reeling thinking horrible thoughts calling out, “Help me!” In an elevating voice. Maria slipping out a system stabilizer tube. Short metallic and looking like an insulin injector when with the top flicked off and needle exposed. A last resort use when an agent found themselves subject of an unknown substance. Its chilling force ran the course of the young man’s veins. Trembling with his internal systems freezing. A crystalline coating developing on top of Jame’s skin entering him into a coma like state.
Maria mind racing trying to figure out her next move. Sirens sounding in the distance sent a wave of relief. Groping at James’s back pocket retrieving his wallet calling in, “I have one James Erickson. A twenty one year male exposed to bimbosys. I administered system stabilizer. Vocalization changes noticeable. No further physical or mental alterations observed. Immediate medical evac recommended. Hazmat team needed to clean up any chemical residue.”
A confirmation on the other side of the radio came immediately. They alerted her that all possible assistance would be forth coming. Emergency vehicles pulling up bringing aid. Maria directed a couple police vehicles to give chase to the escaped criminals. Unlikely they would catch up but the chance always lay there. An ambulance arrived to take James off to whatever help might be possible.
Maria did a run down with the chief upon her arrival on scene hearing the incident on the radio. Directing Maria to head home after and come in early for further questions after a nights rest. She went home to decompress but found it took a few beers to settle herself. Anger for getting caught and an innocent victim laying in a hospital room left to an unknown fate. Flicking on her computer reviewing what the database knew on bimbosys. Scrolling down to treatment it didn’t appear promising. No known cure sent her stomach into a tumult. Perhaps a phone call to her contacts for help.
Dr Yamato eyed the charts with fascination. The transmutation factor on the chemical significant. Sadly it dissipated quickly. Human systems absorbing it rapidly. Only traces for analyse, degraded to a point only cursory exam could be done. Nothing to explain its origins. He only did a perfunctory read on the patient back round uninterested in the human aspect unless it relates to the physical condition. Noting his address to do a follow up sans scrutiny if necessary.
The doctors flushed out James’s system the stabilizer staving off drastic shifts in his body. Tragically ruining any opportunity to retrieve an untainted sample. Damaging what sample they might obtain within. What brought Dr Yamato was transplantation. The young man found himself subject of the surgical precision of the talented doctor for replacing his vocal cords. That he might not fall to ridicule. A phone call from Espinosa brought him in. Providence smiling on him he thought with a laugh. With a cool attitude he handled procedure with the ease his talent made it. Palming the extracted material for personal testing and examination into a preservative container. A risk but definitely worth it.
James woke with a with a shivering chill. “Easy there Mr Erikson. Your system has undergone quite a shock. Lay back and see if you can talk.” A kindly young nurse said adjusting IV.
James took a minute to examine himself for any feminine signs. No bulbous protrusions issuing an audible sigh of relief, feeling his manhood in place. The nurse snickering said, “Find what you were looking for?”
A warm feeling hit his cheeks, “Sorry, I uhh…”
“No worries I understand. The Doctor will be in shortly.”
“So I am hundred percent okay?” James said confused at the his unusually deep voice. It might be hoarse he thought.
“The doctor will talk it all through with you.” She said stepping back as an austere doctor entered the room in a tailored suit topped with a lab coat and stethoscope.
“Hello, I am Doctor Kellar. How are you feeling?”
“My voice sounds funny.”
“Yes, tonal changes are to be expected. Necessarily we needed to remove effected tissues. Don’t worry the eminent Dr Yamato performed the procedure. A chemical agent of unknown nature attacked you systems. We removed it the best we could from your body. A device attached to your cerebral cortex will monitor and filter out any foreign elements. The hope is that nothing remains but if there is the device should help.” Dr Kellar said.
“Should help? What if it malfunctions? What if there is some bimbosys in me?”
“The cybernetics inside you should detect the anomaly, alter us and quarantine it. I am sorry that I can give you no guarantees. You are receiving the best care we can provide.” Said Dr Kellar.
Dr Yamato sent the tissue samples through a sequencer to try and develop a pattern for what transmuting secrets they contained. Questions ran through his head. Why did it only interact with humans? How could it enact such a thorough alteration mental and physical? How could chemical contain such a sequence? Possibly microrobotics or a multi-layer meshing agent with a base DNA sequence interlinked. If he could master its complexities it would take his work to the next level.
Maria came in the next day to compare notes with Jackie both a victim and fellow detective for the TFPD. Jacqueline formerly Jack a victim of bimbosys chemical became lead detective investigating the drug. Maria said, “I am still not sure how my cover got blown.”
“Be glad that you aren’t stuck with a couple zeppelins like me.” Jackie said her tight shirt with generous cleavage on display. “Or worse being a slutty simpleton.”
Maria checked her chest saying, “I am. But I was so close to nailing the asshole.”
“We have a description thanks to you.” Jackie said.
“He has the money and connections to alter his appearance. It won’t be good for long.” Maria said frustrated.
“Then we shake down every appearance changers we know. It is something to go on. Better than spinning our wheels here.” Jackie said and Maria agreed.
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