“So let me get this straight- you’re telling me that I’m not human”, I barely managed to say. “And that you aren’t either, but some kind of Plutonian person? That doesn’t even seem possible”.
“Not for a human, it isn’t. But I told you, I’m not human, I’m Adanic”, Topaz said irritably. “Would you please allow me to explain?”
“Well, seeing as we’re already ditching, I guess you should”, I couldn’t help snapping back at her. It was so out of my character that I stunned myself into silence again.
Topaz stared at me before beginning. “I thought you might know of us, but I guess you don’t, so I’ll give you a brief summary”, she started, making sure I was actually paying attention. “Over fifty years ago, a scientist-here in the United States- wanted to create a race of perfect human beings. By perfect, I mean that he wanted to create people that were the most intelligent, most strong physically, most beautiful, and most supreme in every way. He experimented on men and women, and even children, I’d heard. He actually succeeded; he successfully created super humans. These test subjects became known as the Adanic race, although we’re not sure why. But once the government heard about them, they knew that the scientist’s new race of people would pose a huge threat to the rest of the human race and suspected that they would destroy anyone if they were given the chance, because they would probably develop feelings of superiority. This was not the case; Adanics were also caring, and although some did feel a little ethnocentric, they were never hostile. The scientist never even let them out of his house. Nonetheless, the government came to exterminate all of the Adanics in fear of protecting the human race. When they encountered the scientist, he had fully opposed their plan. When he did not give in, the government agents shot and killed him on the spot, already planning to lock him up for life so that no more beings could be brought to life. But they weren’t as lucky when they found the Adanics. Their goal was to pull them out of existence, and so each agent aimed a shotgun at an Adanic. They all pulled their triggers, and the Adanics did not move in their fear. However, an inch before the bullets hit, the bullets hit something else and all clattered to the floor. Like I said, Adanics are super humans. We each act as a vessel for a certain God. It’s still a mystery how that scientist managed to do that”, Topaz paused for a second to smile before going on. “But anyway, the agents could not kill the Adanics for their peculiar abilities. They then tried to confine them and put them under government watch, but the Adanics would not have it and relocated to Pluto, via teleportation. That’s our history. My parents were part of that original group”, she smiled proudly.
I was surprised I stayed silent all that time. After I took a long second to process it all before asking slowly, “Where do I come in?”
“There’s still so much we don’t know. One of them being why you are half Adanic. You’re the only one we know of that wasn’t born in a test tube or on planet Pluto. You’re also the only one with a shell”, Topaz stated, almost as if it were rehearsed. “I was sent here to help and train you. You’re obviously meant to be full Adanic, otherwise you wouldn’t be only half”.
“What’s a shell?” I asked.
“We call the human form a shell. You’re the only one of us to possess a shell, of course, because none of us are really human. None of us has seen a shell before. It really is fascinating, looking at you. We only know that because of the obvious difference in your appearance from yesterday”, she paused to laugh. “You know, you’re really short, being five feet tall. Most Adanics aren’t even that short”.
“Oh yeah”, I asked, just thinking of it now. “Why did I shrink? I know that I’ve become smaller all around”.
“Oh, that’s simple. Adanics made to be more aerodynamic. To suit our duties, and everything”. My curiosity was enough to ask what their duties were, but I didn’t. I wasn’t sure I wanted to know.
“This is really hard to believe”, I said flatly. “But I know I’ve heard of this incident a long time ago, I just don’t remember when or where. And I do look a lot different than I did yesterday…”
“Well, believe it. We still don’t know how you can be one of us, but we’re positive that we aren’t wrong.”
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