The Fall of Brooklyn, and so too the World [Training][Possible Plot point]

What Makes My Love so Wrong?





The day was as usual in Brooklyn. Disgusting, quiet, rushed with traffic. So was this world. The sky itself was darkened over Brooklyn, as if to pervay the arrival, of a demon, a terror, a monster. But was he truly a monster? In a sense, to them he might have been, but it would not matter soon. Soon they would all be a part of him. But as to who HE was, that would be a story best saved for later. For now, He was all over Brooklyn, not that anyone else knew. His name, was most commonly known as "The Origin" in Human terminology. And he looked on from the city from a very unusual spot. Inside a capsule of sorts, but he knew how to drive it, or rather, this body did. The body of a man that had killed his mate, and his offspring. But it mattered not. for the being refused to kill him, it was not his way. Instead, the man had been made to change. He lived a normal life now, happy, calm, no more alcohol, or smoking, and thanks to him, he did not suffer withdrawals. This was the gift of life he had granted to this man.

But to his surprise, this night, women were lined on the street, seeming to want money in order to enact in the mating ritual these beings had. The man he had chosen, had smiled, and stopped by the girls. The Origin was curious as to what his subject was doing, and then he felt joy. his human, with red hair and blue eyes, had decided to partake in the act of "kissing" a swap of saliva, something that pleased him greatly. The man would pay each girl money, to kiss each one, while using their tongues. This was going well, The Origin thought. Each woman, after kissing the man, would seemingly, be affected by the power of the genes, and was added to his hive. It was so delightful. He liked this a lot. As he watched each of the women seem to be effected, adding to his mind, like so many before him, how many was it, five, seven? he did not remember the count. Instead he decided to watch his child some more as his mind focused on this man.

But this was but one man doing all of this, he was simply part of the chain reaction. For by morning, all of Brooklyn would be infected. Of this, he had no doubt. Why? Because he had already set forth his plan in motion, and no one would know the wiser after all. as for now, all the people would act normal, save for being a little cheerier. And freakishly to some people, the gang violence seemed to have stopped entirely in the Brooklyn area. For you see, when The Origin came, he came with a following. The following rushed into the ghettos, into the alleys where they would get attacked, and into the houses of the evil men. He took them all, and now they no longer lived in fear, for even right now, hundreds of people are in the ghettos, cleaning the streets, helping each other, making their world, a happier place to live in.

However, he did not have his people do this in a flashy manner. He simply had a few people here and there, go out of their way to cause their fluid to enter the other's bodies, which easily allowed him to do such things, such as when the gangs thought they killed a group, the group would simply rise back up, and attack the group, biting them. and thus, infecting them as well. Making outstanding citizens out of the riff raff of the world. To him, this was the only way to cleanse this world. In the churches, he had his infected add a light amount of their own blood to the lord's suppers. For the nuns, he added had the infected ones spit in the water they were to drink from. For the men in their offices, blood was served in the guise of tea. at police stations, the men's coffe was spat in, along with their water, making even the law enforcement of this area on his side. During the days the children went to school, the lunch ladies would add their blood, for they had been in bed with their husbands, each who had cheated on their wives, with prostitutes, ones that had been infected.

And finally, for those people that lived in recluse, he had them visited by cops, saying they were under suspicion, and while he hated the fear this instilled, they were soon brought to the side of the hive mind, of The Origin, as they were given water, infected with the saliva of the hive. It was the fastest infection he had ever performed on any planet. So many people. But he worried a slight amount about the homeless. But only slightly, as his own infected came up with a solution for that. They were fed food, and allowed sodas and alcohol ,with the rims of the straws and bottles lined with the fluid that would cause them to become a part of the hive. Humans could be so generous when their negative emotions were taken. And he smiled more. He had taken all of brooklyn's residents, in a single day with this. and some of those who had to head home, would soon spread their infection to the rest of the city. Needless to say, The Origin was pleased.

The Origin only wished he could have been in Brooklyn in person to see it all happen.

Now it was time for the infection to spread. Like a savior, he would protect his children from harm. So now was the rest of New York to send his influence to. So now, as his people went to their daily lives, he could only smile, from his position, a position no one knew, and only he could guess at. But lets move from this subject, a thought that crossed the Origin's mind, was to see how his loved ones where doing. And it turns out, they were doing far better than he expected. For by the end of the day, New York City, and soon, New York State, would be conquered. Of this he would be sure.

As his people went about their daily lives in Brooklyn, now devoid of negative emotion, the traffic went fifty percent faster, the ghettos could now safely be gone through. the water near the Bronx was being cleaned by a Volunteer group. Neighbors were helping neighbors get their lives back in order. And people whose families had been torn apart, suddenly would find themselves in good company, as they were brought back together. The Origin shed a tear of joy from his hiding place. For he saw all of this in his mind. He was so happy, he could take a break if not for the fact that he needed to save the entire human race, and it's animals. As even the bugs, down to the tiniest insect, where being allowed to live. Even the fish in the water, were seeming to strive , and clean their own waters, as they adapted, the waters of New York seeming to clear very quickly, as the fish developed an odd sack in their body, that allowed them to process the slime and muck, into nutrients for their body.

He smiled as men went to work at water plans, allowing small amounts of their skin, or a hair, to drop into the tanks, for it to dissolve, and turn into fuel fro the virus, he was pleased, for now his love would spread through. For now that this was done, the water used in foods, in shops, in washing foods, in so many thousands of applications in the city, were now. And now it was even spread to major big wigs of the business industry. He controlled them all now, at least the ones in New York City. In fact, he was very surprised how this worked out. If it was not for humans spreading their technology so much, in order for their water to cover such a large area, he could never have spread his infection this fast, or thoroughly, on his own. But now...now New York City would soon be completely engulfed in his power, as everywhere, food, water, alcohol, the ocean surrounding new York, all of it was now spreading his minions. He had to say, he was very pleased with the results.

And now, even the children, the hospitals, everyone, would soon have the gene. And everyone would be happy, the gangs would stop, drug trade in New York city would end, and even the Alcohol in the stores would cease to sell. Save for the fact, that they would be sold to outsiders, who would soon drink their alcohol's, and soon be a part of the hive, capable of spreading his love to even further reaches of the world. This was only the beginning of his love. This was only the beginning, of world peace. This, was only the beginning, as life as the world knew it, going to a true utopia-like state. And it was thanks to the help of his loved ones.

Satisfied with this life, he smiled, as he began to shuffle through the minds of all the past lives that he had gathered. And he did not smile at what he had seen. For the first time, The Origin saw something he could not believe. And he was startled, and sad, at what humans could do or say to each other. For The Origin was a part of a hive race. A peaceful race that never questioned why or what, they never questioned if there was anything to be gained from something, they simply aided each other. But that was not the way of this alien race. Their thoughts and ideas were so foreign to him. The idea of war, of lust, of rape, of conquest, it was like a plague on his mind, but he quickly seemed to erase the thought from his poor mind, and focused on the human's happier memories, even if they seemed to mostly be of recent, after his mutation of them, and of their early lives, well at least some of them. Those who lived gang lives, seemed to have trouble through their eternity, but Origin would change that. He knew, somehow, a group of beings would likely catch onto him, and these beings, seemed to be against many things, even if it helped them. so with that thought in mind, he began to work. He would begin the transformation process, a normally forbidden skill on his home world, but for this world, even his children would need protection.

He closed his eyes as he focused on a set of humans below ground, there was no need to startle those who had not been infected, and these men where two of his, and they were two that were relatively unknown, so they would not be missed by anyone, not that it mattered, as no one could feel lonely anymore. Aaah what a blessing. Sadly, he himself often felt lonely, but that was another matter. For now, he concentrated, he let his wind wander, to find a terrible beast, and seemingly, the thought was in the mind of a boy, and it would work perfectly. The beast he chose from the young boy's mind was something they called a "hunter". The beasts were from some type of game, known as Prototype. He himself being curious, looked into the mind of the child to find out more of the life of this game, and he had mixed feelings of the thing. For it was like him. The man in the child's game was like him in many way, but he seemed to have no love left...what a sad life, The Origin thought. But for now, he would have to move on. For now, he had to focus.

The two men, would smile, as they gave themselves to the thoughts of evolution that suddenly entered their minds, but The Origin did not instill this happiness in them, and for a flash second, he was worried. but, as each man's arm bulked, their feet becoming larger, their cloths ripping, their genitalia vanishing, their hair falling from their bodies, their eyes went blind, and their sense of smell seemed to increase, along with their hearing. "Like Bats" thought The Origin. The beasts also seemed to grow in bulk in size, being four feet wide, and seven feet tall, they were strong looking, and built like the monsters he had imagined. They were beauties of evolution, and from his placement, far away, The Origin shed a tear, of joy. The monsters seemed to climb the ceiling, crawling around, sticking to the walls of the sewer system, and moving very fast at that. They were very impressive. To this, he smiled. They were slightly like Gekkos.

After that thought, he moved on, allowing his eyes to go to a set of dogs. They were obedient, and wild in the streets, but like the humans, they were infected. He closed his eyes, searching for another secret being to protect his streets. and he found it. a creature for the sky, but something that could hide in the mean time. The three dogs, slowly would transform, each one with enormous maws , three feet long monstrous teeth. Each one was like a giant head with moving stalks on them. the stalks on the top of the giant floating heads had eyes on the end, and the creatures seemed to defy how they looked, and floated in the air, the sacs of gases in their body, balancing how high, as they hid in dark alleys, watching silently. These creatures, where pulled from an older gentleman's mind, they were known as Beholders. And the creatures had thick skin. These creatures would be his eyes in the sky. they made him smile. they were beautiful evolution, yet, he knew normal humans, who had not reached enlightenment, would be frightened of them.

For now, his beautiful creations would hide in the shadows, hiding in Brooklyn.

Finally, he thought to himself, as he waited in a field, a field of corn and wheat, sitting next to several people dressed alike to him, there were fifty of them. each one wishing to be alike to him, each one pure of heart, each of different size, of shape, of weight, and of look, but each was dressed the same, wearing that same identical white robe with purple cloak to hide their faces. each one had a similar skin color to him, and each one was willing to be used for a general tribute to power. Each one was willing to lay down their life for the cause of protecting their master. And each one would possibly have their chance. For you see, this field was way out of the limits of New York city, in fact, it was a small farm several miles away from the main roads. This is what he had done in order to hide, and using the birds in the surounding areas, he had been keeping track of anything going in or out of the state, as his infection spread about the city. But for now, he needed to concentrate. He needed to concentrate on spreading the gene, the perfect gene that would aide them , and stop them from being able to hurt each other.

He smiled as he closed his eyes, allowing his pets to come into the open of New York, while he did not like this method, it caused people to evacuate the area, and go to a shelter, where they would all be given water and such, as the beasts caused some havoc, attacking the city, along with the Behloders, watching high in the sky, this would cause air traffic to cease for a while, as the people of New York city, one by one, were induced into the hive, as they were each given shots in order to prevent them from catching the "poison" that the beasts gave off. But in truth, each citizen of New York, had now been infected. now, his plan was in place. every major business, the newspapers, the world's many major companies had a portion of them taken over, by love, and by peace. This was the perfect type of world that he wanted. For now, New York City, was a prosperous place. the homeless were given homes, people were cleaned up, and the civilians could live without fear of mobs, or the mafia, or of anyone that wanted to try to harm them.

All was good in his eyes. So with this, he and his followers dispersed across the state, each one leaving to a new destination, each one would go to a different state, dressed as he was, in order to throw off certain assailants that might would harm him, and try to stop his goal of purifying the world and it's humans. So with that, they each ran quickly away from the field, getting into cars. They each went away from the Scene, including himself, getting himself to go with another of the humans to escort him, he would get into the back seat of a black sedan, something each of the friends of his drove, and they proceeded to split up, and leave at different intervals. After all, he had to be careful. He was among one of the first to leave, he had his own agenda to deal with after all. But he left the most viable counterfeit of himself at the New York State, in order for it to oversee it's healing. And for now, the beasts and beholders ran away from the area, only to turn back to their normal forms. And thus, the conquest of the New York, was established.

-End of training-