A Million Stories

Me And My Dad's Research Part 1 (Fiction Fantasy)

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My name is Ami Frankland, this is my story when I was 13. The most horrible story that changed my life. It even became a big history in my hometown - Benchurch. My father – Charles Frankland is the most respected professor in the city, and has made many important discoveries to help the community here. Even so, as busy as you are, he always has time for me.

It was a bright June of 2004, the beginning of a new school year at First High School that was a lot of fun for me. It is not difficult to adapt to the new environment, although it is very different from when I was in Primary School. This morning, our class had hours of Biology lessons. Madam Morrison walked into the lab while carrying a small tube containing a small insect, it was a wood locust, it was easy for me to guess. For two hours we learned about the body structure of various types of insects. Ten minutes into the break, Madam Morrison wrote something down on the board.

'Next week, we will learn about insect breeding, therefore I want each of you to bring one insect, of any kind.' Said firmly.

As the days passed, I enjoyed studying at my new school. What's more, I was very excited about various activities at my school, such as the teen red cross and karate martial arts that kept me very busy every day. To the point that I almost forgot the biological task that had to be collected Monday tomorrow if not reminded by Jessamy.

After martial arts training, I took the time to look for insects around the yard. Although tired, I tried to gather the remaining energy, down the mother's plants. Until I finally gave up, for some reason, it was hard to find the insects. Without success, I immediately returned to the dining room as soon as I heard my mother calling.

'Mi, bring this to your father.' Mother said while giving me a tray filled with dinner for Dad. 'Your father has been busy for a few days, so don't be noisy ok?'

'Yes mummy' I replied.

Dad's lab room was across the street from the family room, slowly bringing my father's dinner. I saw that the lab door wasn't locked. I pushed him slowly with my left foot.

'Daddy, here I bring you dinner.' I said. The father who was busy with a few bottles of liquid in his hand immediately turned around as soon as he heard my voice.

'Put it on the table over there first. I'll wash my hands for a second.' Said gently.

Not long after, Dad came back. I was still waiting for him, very curious about what Dad was doing.

'Looks delicious' Dad's eating his dinner soon. 'Oya Ami, how was your school? Pleasant?'

'Very nice daddy!' Answer excited. I saw you laughing.

'How great. Oh, Ami, don't touch that!' Said the father again, as soon as I saw me about to take some bottles of liquid that he had just held. I could only obey, but I remained curious, and began to wander around looking at his various complex equipment and experiments.

I know, even though I enjoyed dinner, but my eyes didn't keep an eye on me from now on. Because of an incident, I promised him not to be naughty while in his lab. But, today I 'forced' to break my promise as soon as I see a small box lying next to a large glass cabinet. The box on it contained a cockroach.

There is a small inscription on the outside of S.OP103. I don't understand what that means. I suddenly remembered my biological duty. But I'm sure you won't let me take it. He cleared his throat loudly, and realized I was standing for a long time in front of the insect box.

'It's done dad?' My toot. He nodded.

'It's the latest insect experiment father and other fellow researchers. The plan is that this insect will be used for military trials.'

I didn't really listen to my father's explanation at the time, because all I thought about was taking the insect for my biological work. I'm tidying up Dad's dinner. Passing outside the laboratory room.

I can't sleep all night. How not, maybe I'm the only one in the class that doesn't carry insects tomorrow. Due to excessive anxiety, I decided to take milk to sleep.

I immediately went down to the kitchen, and took a box of milk from the refrigerator. After drinking a few glasses, I was about to return to the room. However, as soon as I passed the living room, I decided to go to my father's laboratory.

With the help of a small flashlight, I watched the surroundings, just in case mom or dad woke up. But, there's nobody there. My heart started to beat.

'It's unlocked!' I said slowly. Quickly, I immediately closed the laboratory door again. It was not difficult to find the location of the box, because it was given a purple light on it. I put the insect box in my pajama bag. How surprised I was, when I heard the sound of a glass bottle falling. Huuffttt, I almost dropped my father's tube.

Safe situation. I returned to my room with a big smile. Even so, I'm a little worried. I'd be mad if I knew, I took one of the trials.

It turns out my estimate was wrong! This morning it seemed like dad was in a hurry after receiving a call from his friend, several times my mother warned him to bring this, carry it, wear this wear it. He even forgot to finish his breakfast, and immediately ran to his car. I could only laugh amusedly at the confused look on my mother's face. In fact, we are very used to it. A few minutes later my school bus arrived, I immediately drank the last gulp of sour orange juice that mom had prepared. After saying goodbye to Mom, I immediately ran into the bus.

'Alright kids, now take out the insects you brought!' Madam Morrison said.

We immediately took out each insect from inside the bag. There's a strange thing going on. The little cockroach I picked up from dad's lab was seen spitting out a bluish-clear mucus. These cockroaches are going to die, I thought. But I immediately dismissed those thoughts, and was immediately preoccupied with the instructions given by Madam Morrison.

'Hey Jessamy, I borrowed your tweezers.' Jessamy who was making some notes immediately gave the tweezers that he did not wear. I raised the legs of the cockroaches slowly, again, I saw more and more mucus coming out. I'm a little worried.

When I was seriously writing down those little cockroach body parts. Suddenly Bill, who was playing a chase with Julian, was running very fast towards me. The boy could not hold his balance, I tried to dodge even so, I still got hit by him. I spontaneously held on to a shelf filled with chemical liquid to save my cockroach. And it turns out the three of us even fell on that shelf!

Madam Morrison immediately ran towards us. I was crying hysterically. Madam Morrison pulled my hand while the other kids helped lift the big shelf. Other teachers also arrived after some of my friends called them in the teacher's room.

In the commotion, I had time to find out where my bugs were. And, I found it under one of the bottles of chemical liquid. I immediately picked it up, fortunately the top of my insect glass box was only slightly cracked. But unfortunately, it seems like my insect was exposed to a little bit of chemical liquid in his body.

Me, Billy, and Julian were immediately taken to the school clinic. Several times I had to endure pain during Mrs. McAdle gave me alcohol on my arm that was badly injured. After I was treated, I felt very tired, without realizing I was asleep at the school clinic.

The clock in the clinic room shows at 3 p.m. I saw my mom there, talking to Madam Morrison. My head was dizzy once, not to mention the bruises and open wounds I felt the more pain I got when I woke up.

I looked up at Billy and Julian. They're still fast asleep. I was really mad at the two of them! It occurred to me to avenge them. But then I threw that thought away. Mom came up to me as soon as I tried to sit down. He was so worried, I could feel it. He immediately helped me to sit down, and then gently stroked my brown hair.

'I told your father.' Said gently. I immediately hugged mom, and leaned against her chest.

'Mummy, what about my bugs?' Ask suddenly.

'You asked me about that?'

'Madam Morrison didn't throw away my bugs did Mom?'

'Madam Morrison told me that all the insects brought today will be kept in the school lab for follow-up practice next week. Including insects.'

'Thank God.'

A few days later, I was better. Billy and Julian are also active as usual. But because of their actions, the school provides disciplinary sanctions. I'm really relieved. What's after, yesterday they both apologized directly to me.

'Mi, don't forget to prepare your speech for Monday tomorrow.' Said Mr. Evans-guardian of our class.

By the time the history lesson was over, Jessamy and I were compiling books to return to the library. My assignment was quite a lot this week, coupled with a routine speech assignment that was held by the school in turn. Fortunately, my mother and father were very understanding, so they often guided me to complete schoolwork.

Come on that stressful Monday. All the disciples from the first level to the third gathered in the middle of the field. And so do our teachers. After listening to a little briefing from the Principal Mr. Edward Malone, I was called to deliver my speech.

'And now, we're going to listen to a speech from Ami Frankland, the first-rate student from 1-D.'s class.' Said Mr. Malone. I'll be on the podium soon. My heart is beating so fast.

'Good morning. Which I respect our principal Mr. Edward Malone, the teachers and the school staff, and not to be left behind, friends that I love.'

It was only a few seconds that I was standing on the podium that something terrible happened. Dozens of students standing at the very back of the row were hysterically screaming and trying to run away with all their might. Followed by the other students in front of him. The situation on the ground changed instantly to be very gripping. Some teachers who tried to find the source of the children's fear instead ran back and forth. Damn, I can't see anything! The field was very chaotic, but I soon realized, there was a red paint spill in the back! Holy hooch! It's blood! What exactly is this, hundreds of students trying to escape, they scattering in all directions.

It was horrible, the more I saw it the more I realized that there were many corpses lying in front of me! In a huge panic, I tried to go back to the classroom, I remember my father giving me a cell phone in case something important happened. So I can call him. I ran against the stream.

My classroom is across from the biology lab at a distance of about 10 meters. From behind the glass in the classroom, I saw the source of this horror. Thousands of cockroach colonies came out from inside the laboratory room. Too many and savage! They pounced on whatever was in front of him, they spread out very quickly! I almost fainted to see it.

I immediately ran to grab my backpack and tried my hardest, pulling out my father's phone inside. Without me realizing it, the thousands of cockroach colonies chasing me are getting closer and closer. I ran and shouted incoherently, the entire school had been enveloped in thousands of ferocious cockroaches. I was completely shaken to see the thousands of corpses and the amount of blood in almost my entire school that was quite large! I'm still trying to call Dad, there's nowhere to hide.

My life was going to end that day! Dad hasn't answered my phone yet. I'm really desperate. A few minutes later with a phone call. Hysterically I yelled at my father to pick me up as soon as possible. Luckily, my workplace was only a few blocks away from my school. As soon as he arrived, he immediately ran towards me. My situation is no longer because of.

Thousands of cockroaches were chasing me so fast! A few feet into my car, I realized they were getting closer to us!

'Daddy!!' I screamed hysterically.The cockroaches had swarmed my right leg. I was crying so much! They're stuck to my shoes. I became hysterical as I felt the pain and saw my feet covered in blood. My dad tried to take my shoes and socks off. It worked! Dad drove as fast as he could as soon as I got into the car.

When I got home, I knew what would happen next. Dad, get mad at me. He was angry. Mother who still cleans my wounds, not until the heart hears father's anger. Mom tried to defend me, but it didn't work.

'Bringing experimental insects for schoolwork! Didn't you tell me that this is an insect to be used for the military? I think you understand Ami! You see now the impact! Thousands of people died instantly and the city is under great threat! How long does it take to destroy them! Why are you always like this! Father warned you many times not to touch anything in my laboratory!'

'Charles has stopped! It's not all Ami's fault, are you the one who left the lab door unlocked so that Ami could easily enter? You are also careless!' Shouted Mother. Seeing my parents fighting so hard, I cried so much!

'Stop your crying!' Snatch my father again.

Mom immediately carried me back to the room. I feel so guilty, to my father, to my mother, to my friends, to my school. Because of me, everything's fucked up because of me.

In less than an hour, news of a cockroach terror attack in Benchurch high school spread through the city. Local authorities have set up refugee camps outside and are trying to move nearby residents as quickly as possible. The whole street is crowded with people who want to save themselves, as well as in train stations and airports. Thousands of people scrambled for accommodation to evacuate out of the city before the cockroach terror spread.

My father was busy taking calls and had to commute from home to the city lab every day. Various mass media also unceasingly reported about this terrible incident. The Benchurch government then established a distance of isolation from the scene. But they were a little late, as it turned out that the cockroaches were breeding faster over time!

I didn't get to go home. Together with the government, local authorities and other researchers are trying to find the most powerful way to stop all this chaos. In the meantime, all preparations for the evacuation have been prepared by Mother. We're going to evacuate to my grandmother's place in London. To be honest, until now I did not understand the cause of the cockroaches I brought turned into such a terrible one like this.

I can't ask Dad anything! There's no chance! I only come home occasionally just to pick up some stuff in the lab. My mother didn't even have a chance to talk to him! It was only when Mom and I were about to leave for London that my father stopped for a moment. It was Wednesday afternoon, father returned home to pick up some serum.

'Charles, Ami and I are leaving for London tonight.' Said Mother. Dad did not flinch for a moment, then he approached Mom and hugged her tightly. All my life, I've never seen my dad cry. But now, I see it so fragile. I feel more guilty. All this mess is because of me! I ventured, I approached my father.

'I'm sorry daddy.' I said weld. I dare not look him in the eyes. The father who realized my existence immediately ducked down, aligned his body with mine, while wiping away his tears.

'I'm sorry too.' He rubbed my head gently.

'Daddy, what really happened to that cockroach?'

Father was silent for a moment, before he replied.

'The S.OP103 experiment, or your little cockroach, is a rudimentary experiment, the father put it under ultraviolet light so that the stimulation of his genes to grow faster. The insects would actually be trained for trials as spies in war. Therefore, father and friends of father try to improve his body's endurance, and his intelligence, as requested by our military. But unfortunately, you took him out of quarantine when his gene perfection was only 71%. Especially when you took him to school, the insect was exposed to chemical liquids due to the incident with your friend. The damage in your little cockroach's body is pretty fatal. But we will keep trying to find a powerful antidote. No society in this city wants its hometown to be a dead city.'

I'm nodding. This time I really listened to Dad's explanation. Dad then said goodbye to us. I'm so sad. At that time I wanted to stay by my father's side. I want to accompany him!

'I'm not leaving, mummy! I'll just stay here.' I said to Mom. We were ready to get into the car.

'Mom, your safety is everything to Mother.'

I was so angry to hear it.

'Is daddy not important to you?' Jerk me instantly.

'of course. But..' Mother stopped her words as soon as she saw tears begin to bathe my eyes. He called quickly Mr. Hawkins, a local security guard who also stands guard at the refugee camp.

The car you drive is speeding towards the camp. There are many military cars, hospitals, and makeshift tents. I saw Dad in one of the tents used as a makeshift lab. Because the city laboratory which is located only a few blocks from my school has also been exposed to the terror of the cockroaches.

The Daily Maxfield today reported that a colony of cockroaches has reached the southern West End, which means it has passed our house and is a few miles away to the refugee camp! All set, I see you getting messed up every day. After working hard to not sleep for one week, the research team finally managed to find the right herb. I just found out that Dad used a sample of cockroaches stuck to my socks for his research.

But now, the biggest problem is how to break through those millions of savage and savage cockroach colonies, to get to the center of the landlady? Ordinary vehicles are impossible to do.

Dozens of large tanks and several special vehicles filled with large tubes with chemical liquid inside made their way to Benchurch First High School. Down the big streets that turned out to be very crowded with gripping conditions. Traffic is chaotic, no one wants to wait for all riders to scramble each other's way, because it avoids the widespread terror of cockroaches. Coupled with news from the mass media that adds to the concerns. Helicopters are also being provided to monitor increasingly unfavorable conditions.

My father as the head of this special team set out in the last military vehicle. Because he still has to prepare everything, to face the worst possibilities. After asking for permission, my mother and I were finally allowed to see my father in the laboratory tent. My mother hugged my father tightly. So did I. Dad carried me for a while. I'm really not happy about his departure today. But he assured me that everything would be fine, and he also said that he had to end what he had started.

Mom pulled me out of camp. I saw my father waving his hand before he got into the tank. In my heart I want to fight! It's all my fault! I shouldn't have let Dad leave on his own. Suddenly a crazy idea flashed through my mind. Slowly but surely, I tried to take my mother's eyes off me. I let go, hands carefully. I told him I wanted to go to bed early. Mother did not suspect, because she was also busy talking with Mr. Hawkins.

But I'm not into the camp. I had heard that there was one hospital vehicle left behind due to technical problems, after being repaired, this vehicle was ready to be sent to my school. I picked up some important stuff that I intentionally stayed in the car. Then, I saw the parking lot of the hospital vehicle not too far from the mother's car.

I'm sneaking around to hide in the back of the car. It worked! It doesn't take long to wait. The engine of the vehicle was blamed, and I was well prepared to help my father. Even though I know, mom would definitely be worried.

From behind the glass, I could see the terrible impact that was taking place in the city. I didn't even recognize the once-beautiful city of Benchurch, now turned into a sea of blood. I also had time to see my house, all corners covered with ferocious cockroaches who were ready to pounce at any time. I was scared for a moment, but I felt like I had gained a lot more power when I imagined my father's face.

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