The Tale of Jeremy Price

Prologue: Salazar

"Professor, perhaps moving the incubator away from the window would help?"
"NO! Any movement of the incubator could lead to the destablisation of the embryo!"
The machine continued to shake and heat up from the scorching sun shining into the circular glazed window.
"A blind would help more than anything right now," the professor complained. "However, if we were to own a sunlight blocking lotion for the glass, it would cool the embryo enough to stabilise its condition. James!"
A small child inches from the incubator spun around to face the Professor. "Yes?" He replied.
"Take a step back and stand completely still,"
The boy complied by instead sat on the cold, marble floors. The scientist and his assistant got back to work, ordering blinds and sun lotion off of AlienX.com, an interdimensional delivery service like Amazon. The embryo shook more violently now and seemed to be acting like that of a baby elephant. The child watched in amazement as the men scrambled and panicked, trying to calm the fertilised egg cell down. The boy got up and made his way to a metal sink.
Because they were busy caring for the embryo, the scientists didn't notice the child pouring himself a nice, cool glass of liquid nitrogen. He had mistaken the nitrogen dispenser for a normal tap the professor used for his studies. He chucked the milky glass in under 5 seconds, and his throat shattered into millions of tiny pieces, not too soon after taking a full breath of air. He fell to the ground in a fit of pain and suffering and eventually laid still on the laboratory floor. The professors didn't notice until they had the egg cell completely stabilised, and by then, it was too late.

They had tried everything they could, but unfortunately, the poor child ended up succumbing to his injured throat. His funeral was held in London, in a small church where he was buried near his homr. His family mourned for years, and so did many others. The world they lived on became a worse place when he passed. His death reached billions all around the world and summoned sadness to all that had heard. His ashes were placed in a golden urn in the Museum of Natural History to be preserved until the Earth's inevitable downfall. People came from all over the world to say goodbye to its most beloved angel. Humanity had no chance of survival now. Their only beacon of hope had been destroyed...