I stared at the computer in complete and utter shock. I couldn't believe it. My father is associating with the son of the person who killed females?
My thoughts were interrupted by footsteps walking down the stairs. I quickly closed out the file and hid behind a desk. My father doesn't like it when I'm in his lab without his permission.
The footsteps got closer and closer until they stopped and I heard a phone go off.
Moments later, my father began to speak. "What do you need, Trevor? I'm sorta busy."
I peeked over the desk and saw my fathers' back facing me and his phone at his ear. The lights flickered on which made me smile because it will make it easier to leave.
I heard my father scoff and he went over to the monitor. I decided to carefully make my way out without him noticing me. I rose to my feet and slowly went up to the stairs and hid behind the doorway to once again eavesdrop on his conversation.
"I would only give you Trinity's' blood if necessary. I can't let her know the truth." My father told Trevor and turned his body my way. I swiftly moved away from the doorway and went upstairs, attempting to not make any sound.
Send Trevor my blood? The Truth? What is my father hiding from me?
All these questions ran through my mind and it gave me a killer headache. I successfully made it up the stairs and strolled back to my room.
"Trinity." My father called out, making me freeze. "I need to talk to you."
I steadily turned to him. "Why?"
"It's important." He stated sternly, before motioning me to follow him. I quietly obeyed and accompanied my father downstairs. I felt nerves fill up my body as I entered the laboratory.
He patted the stool that I usually sit on and I sat down without arguing. My father got out an IV and placed it on the desk. I raised an eyebrow at this and looked at my father for answers.
"Why did you get an IV out?"
"I'm not gonna lie to you, Trinity. Trevor has requested to borrow some of your blood for an experiment of his." My father confessed, sighing.
"You mean steal? I'm not getting it back." I countered, folding my arms over my chest. "And why would you just send my blood to some guy I don't really know?"
"Because it's vital that it happens; Trevor knows what he is doing." My father explained.
"Can't you at least tell me who this Trevor guy is?" I asked, politely. I already knew but I wanted to hear my father say it.
"Trinity, just give me your arm so I can do this." My father told me, irritated. I rolled my green eyes.
"No." I simply stated.
My father was taken back. "What did you just say to me?"
I leaned forward on the desk. "I said no."
My father huffed and gave me a glare. "How dare you say 'no' to me? You will listen to your father."
"Not until you tell me the true identity of Trevor." I reasoned.
My father became quiet and just stared at me. I waited patiently for him to answer me and I wasn't gonna stop pestering him until I got what I needed.
He groaned and gave in. "Fine. Trevor is the son of the creator of the chemical, Typhonic."
I pretended to be shocked. "What?"
"Don't be upset. I'm working with him to help to find a cure." My father explained. "Trust me."
"I believe you, but why do you need my blood for it?" I questioned, curiously.
"Trevor wants to see if your blood will be affected by the chemical and it seems like a smart idea."
"If you want to find a cure, you're a little late," I informed my father, grinning softly.
My father gave me a playful glare. "I noticed it."
I chuckled and allowed him to extract some blood from my system. I hope Trevor isn't tricking my father and ends up killing me. My father is a smart man and is just trying to protect me.
"Have you met Trevor before?" I asked my father as he inserted the needle into my arm. I watched as my blood slowly went up the tube.
"Not in person." My father replied. "Just over a video call."
I nodded, not bothering to reply.
"He's actually a lot like you." My father lets a smile sip and waited patiently for the bag to fill up with my blood.
"What do you mean?" I questioned, generally curious about Trevor.
"He asks a lot of questions and is a very curious person; like yourself." My father explained and I rolled my eyes, scoffing.
"I don't ask a lot of questions. Since when have I done that?"
"You just did, darling." My father told me while removing the IV from my arm once the blood filled the bag up entirely.
"Oh," I mumbled and heard my father chuckle, lightly.
"Trevor is a kind guy, so don't worry about him." My father assured me. I gave him a weak smile before hopping off the stool.
"Alright. I'm gonna go outside for a bit, okay?" I told my father, hoping he would allow me.
"Go ahead, you will be fine." He gave me a smile and I returned it before leaving the lab.
I swiftly made my way outside and strolled across the green grass. Despite what the chemical did to humanity, I loved how warm it made the atmosphere. My body always feels cold, which is quite odd because everything around me is the opposite of that.
I spotted the strange forest in the distance that I wandered into before. My curious self sauntered into the forest without hesitation.
At the end of the forest, I saw the object I noticed the last time I was here. I picked up the pace, walking towards it.
The object became more clear than before and it shimmered in the sunlight.
It was an opal ring; my favorite gem.
The beautiful ring was floating on a pedestal with autumn color leaves surrounding it.
My eyes gazed at the beautiful object that was in front of me. It was very mesmerizing to look at and it was difficult to look away from it.
I reached my hand out and gently touched the opal ring. I gasped when I saw vision appear in my mind.
My mother was there and she was wearing the same ring that was in front of me. I blinked away the vision and moved away from the ring and immediately recognized the ring.
It was my mother's wedding ring. She lost it the day she I was born and spent weeks searching for it.
"Why is this here?" I questioned, carefully picking up the ring. "And why is it so important to this forest?"
Not wanting to disturb the strange forest, I placed the ring back on the pedestal and made my way back home.
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The Last HopeScience Fiction
Imagine living in a world where there are only males and no females. The female population was wiped out. All females were gone in less than a day because of a chemical that nobody knows how to create except one person. Without female interaction, t...