October 31, 2000
“Come on,” I whisper as I place the final piece of metal into the tiny baby’s head. She was everything I absolutely wanted.
She wouldn’t come to life.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” I yelled, throwing my spiral notebook across the room and into the brick wall. Everything I’d been working so hard on since 1913 was seeming to come to an end. As if it were all worth absolutely nothing. All I wanted was a kid, someone to love me. Why wouldn’t she come to life?
I walked over to retrieve my notebook, and my entire body stilled as I heard the one thing that would ensure the end of my career--and the end of my Miracle Project. My inhuman ears picked up on someone beginning their descent down the stairs to my private work area. I cursed under my breath before hitting the button to hide the baby. Only, the button wouldn’t work. I turned, horror stricken, as my boss came to face my little projects.
“Mitchell?” he asked, his voice showing every feeling of anger, shock, and horror. I stood still, unsure of how to explain exactly what was going on in my private work lab. If Dr. Rossenburg figured out about any of this, I was surely done for. They would lock me up and then I’d be forced to answer questions about why, after so many years, I still looked to be 22. It would be an excruciating process, that would no doubt result in an attempt to kill me.
“An experiment,” I said simply, praying that he would take that as an acceptable answer and leave.
“An experiment? Mitchell! This is a baby made out of metal and other scientific compounds! What are you trying to accomplish here?”
“She’s just an experiment, Dr. Rossenburg--a personal project, if you will. I fail to see exactly how this is any of your concern. Shouldn’t you just leave well enough alone? I’m not hurting anyone.”
“You’re creating a monster! You’re breaking laws!” Dr. Rossenburg yelled at me, but I was not willing to fall. He would not take away my Miracle Project from me. There was absolutely no way that I could let that happen. “I won’t stand for this! You’re fired, Mitchell, and the government will be called.” He headed straight towards the baby.
“No!” I screamed, instincts taking over me. I pushed my hand out as a dark red spark emerged from my fingertips and went straight for Dr. Rossenburg. His entire body shook as the magic hit him, sending and electric current through his body. I watched him shake until he could no longer do so, his heart stopping.
I walked over to where he was and glared down at him. Anyone who tried to get between my child and I was dead to me. I hadn’t planned to take his death so literally, but one couldn’t help the casualties that happened during a war.
Just then, as I was about to close up the lab for the night, setting Dr. Rossenburg up to make it look like he was doing an experiment with tesla coil, I heard something that made my entire body want to scream of happiness.
A baby’s first cry.
“It’s a miracle,” I murmured as I picked up the child and held her close to my heart. “My Miracle. That’s your name. Miracle Lucinda Mitchell, welcome to this glorious, messed up world. I will love you forever and ever.” I muttered as I placed a kiss to her forehead.