Matthew Alkran's Story

Most kids would be in school right now. But not Matthew Alkran. Matthew Alkran was busy hacking into a bank, to get some funds for them. You know, just enough money to pay the bills, buy food, purchase semi expensive things. He looked back over at his brother, still asleep in his bed. "Good, just sleep tight Maxy".

Technically, his brother's name was Maxwell, but Matthew always called him Maxy. He turned back to the laptop, and finished taking the money from the bank and into their own accounts through a variety of switches, seperations, rejoinings, and moved through some off shore accounts, before finally appearing untracable in their own accounts.

He had to be the parent, since he was the oldest. Their dad ditched them shortly after Max was born, and their mom had died last year to breast cancer. Having no family, they would have gone into the foster system, and Matthew did not want to risk being seperated from Maxy. So, he may have hacked the database, and "added" some family in California. Of course, they never even left New York. No, there they were, sitting in a penthouse, Matthew getting them money by hacking into Government databases and through his mother's life insurance payouts.

Matthew then hacked into a college, and made the fire alarms go off, just for the fun of it. And if anyone tried to trace him, they would find the source to, ironically, be in California. That is when he heard someone waking up. He went over to his brother. "Hey Maxy, you doing okay? I bet your hungry, right? I will get us some breakfast made". Maxy sleepily nodded from his bed.

And with that, Matthew started making scrambled eggs and bacon. And toast.

As Matthew was finishing breakfast, a groggy Maxy came out and sat on the kitchen counter, still clad in pajama pants and a red t shirt. "Mattie, I need to ask you something. What happens if dad comes back?"

Matthew paused at this question. It was tough enough dealing with mom's death for Max, but their dad...even he didn't have answers. He was two when dad left, Max had been born only a week ago. "I don't know if he ever will come back Maxy".

He served them both breakfast, and they ate it. Matthew had surveyed the fridge, and they needed more groceries. "C'mon Maxy, we need to get more groceries. Then you need to do the work I assigned".

Matt and Max got dressed, and Matt took a credit card. The left the apartment, went down the elevator, and walked to the nearest grocery store. Matt started picking out some of the essentials, like milk, eggs, pasta, and fruit, while Max handled the snacks. As they went to the counter, they were stopped by a police officer. "Shouldn't you two kids be in school? Why are you here buying groceries?"

Matthew looked back at Maxy, then up at the officer. "We are home schooled. Technically self schooled, in a way. Our dad left us and our mom works all day, so we have to buy the groceries and stuff like that. She made this specialized education program for us. My brother here just started algebra last month, and I am on trigonometry. She says that these specialized programs make us learn better then others. Also, it's very flexible. In essence, we just have to do the required work left for us for the day by the end of the day, at any time we choose. She says that we are extremely advanced for our age".

The cop chuckled. "I'll say. My 17 year old daughter just started trig this year. You must be exceptionally smart, and your mom sounds like she is exceptionally smart too. Can you put her on the phone so I can tell her that?"

Matthew smiled. "No, we can only call her during work if it is an emergency. But what you really want is proof..." He took a bunch of papers out of his backpack. It was some of the work he gave Maxy to do. Matthew had not lied to him completely, most of what he said was actually true. And that work was proof, because Maxy really was on algebra. And there really was a specialized program. Only, he had made it, not their mom. He then looked to the store cleric. "He has seen our work before as well. He can vouch for me".

The store cleric confirmed it, as he had also asked about this the second time they came in alone. The cop seemed skeptic, but let it go. Matthew and Maxy paid for the food, and made their way back home. As they did, Max stopped Matthew. "It's there again".

Matthew looked into a window, and he could see the symbol. Two triangles, connected at a point, a mirror image. It was in his eye, rotating. The rotating thing was new, though. "C'mon, let's just get home" he told Maxy, continuing forward. "You need a bath anyways".

"Only if you take one too!"

Matthew grumbled. "Fine, we both will. But only if you don't be stubborn about it".

Well that was a lot easier then normal.

People gobble down different pharmacist drugs, which also include vitamins, cold medicines, anti-depressant, and vaccines. A mere handful of pharisaical drugs were chosen at random, to try an experiment , which was suppose to be an enhancement of brain activity, turned to mutation of chemicals. After files were lost to incumbent scientist it was decided to be hushed behind, not wanting a wide spread war or panic to outbreak.
Each day that passed seems to take different tolls on the average person. Because of the different drugs and flotation of climates and life styles with stress the effect takes different times, ranging from years, to merely months.
The only consent, was a high fever that lowered to deadly temperatures in less than forty-eight hours. That not being the only experiences the person will have, ranging for migraines, anal and internal bleeding, vomiting, and other extreme side effects. This being a fact, not everyone survive the when the changes begin.
Though those that do get out of the painful transformation, senses increase becoming fully aware of changes. Not being able to pin point what has fully happened, but have an understanding that their body has been enhanced in the various different ways.
Now it is all up to them how they come to know their limitations and exactly how they choose to use them.

OOC: You can choose to write another post before the changes happen(to help with the character development , I'd like those who haven't written at least two post to write another one before catching the fever.) but everyone MUST write a whole post about the pain their character was in and explain what they went through. Including what they were doing when the fever first hit them to how it affected their life.

(Double post)

(Well, I am writing this post at around 1 AM with a pounding headache. Wish me luck!)

As Matthew and Maxy got home, there was a package at the door. As they entered the appartment, he discovered it was a bottle of pain medication. "Strange, I don't remember hacking into the UPS to get us some more pain medication. Well, guess it wouldn't hurt..."

Matthew always had this slight pain feeling when he saw that symbol in his eye, and it was giving Maxy a headache too now. "Here you go" he told Maxy, before adding. "And don't think I forgot. Bath, now!"

"Fine, but you have to join me!"

The only reason Matthew was okay with this was that normally, he had to fight to get his brother to take a bath. Matthew could just go in and give him once himself, but he preferred not to do that. So Matthew went in, took off his clothes, and joined him, happy this wasn't taking an hour long conversation.

What happened next was strange though. One moment, they are both in the tub. The next, he and Maxy were waking up outside of the tub, on the floor of their apartment. The ground beneath them was dry, and they were still naked. Matthew went back to look in the bathroom, and surveyed it. It appeared they had stumbled out of the path, the ear thermometer is off its handle and on the floor. When Matthew checked its log, it registered two high temperatures 49 hours ago. It appeared they somehow for some reason passed out on the way to their beds. Matthew decided to check each of their temperature's again, and everything was back in the normal.

Apparently, they had passed out for two whole days though. "Maxy, Maxy? You there? You awake?"

He heard a slight mumble, so Matthew asked him to speak up. "Why are we completely naked in the living room?"

"It looks like we passed out for two or so days, Maxy. Not sure how, but apparently we were sick. We seem to be fine though". Matthew told him, helping Maxy up off the carpeted they had been laying on. "We don't have a tempature anymore. Oh wow, whatever it was, you look...AHHH".

Matthew's eye started to burn. He made his way back into the bathroom and looked in a mirror. It was that symbol, that same symbol, rotating in Matthew's eye. Only it was burning brither then ever before. And as it began to glow even brighter, the symbol. As this happened, various toothbrushes, toothpaste, and other small light objects. And then, Matthew collapsed again, as well as Maxy. But Maxy for a different reason.

Matthew woke up to his brother poking him in the face. "Seriously...what the...heck...happened?"

This was twice now that he and Maxy passed out, and as much as he hated the idea, he needed to get an actual doctor, which he wanted to avoid. Doctors require parents, of which they had none. With their mom dead and dad missing, what was he supposed to do? He wasn't letting them get taken by social services, that was for sure.

That is when he thought of something. Hospitals have a walk in clinic. "No wait, that would still raise questions. Unless..."

Matthew hatched a plan. He and Maxy got dressed, and then he got two backpacks. One for him, one for Maxy. He got a notebook, and they made their way to the hospital. Hopefully this worked, otherwise things were going to get unpleasant. They went to the clinic, and waited for a doctor to arrive, when he did, the question Matthew anticipated came. "Where is your parents?"

"Dad is dead, mom is working, and I need to get Kyle started on his schoolwork". Matthew used a fake name for Maxy, just in case. "Kyle passed out, and I want to make sure he is okay. I have to take care of him, because mom has to work a lot. Now, can we please hurry?"

The doctor sighed, and went on to examine Maxy. Just as Matthew had been counting on, the doctor would do a thorough job, but he actually wanted to not be there. "Have you taken any medication recently?"

Matthew showed him the bottle, and he seemed to take interest. "Well, I would like to do one quick thing, if you don't mind. Seeing as you seem to be the one taking care of Kyle, anyways".

The doctor took them to an MRI room. He made Maxy take strip down to his underwear (it was only for a quick look at his brain and he couldn't risk anything metal near the machine), and he used the machine to examine his brain. He mentioned some increased brain activity, but nothing alarming. He then asked Matthew to do the same, just to be safe. Matthew stripped down while Maxy got dressed, and went into the machine as well.

When he got out, he got dressed again as well. "Nothing I can see. It was probably just exhaustion. I would take it easy on the workload. Oh, do you have an address to send the results to? It's policy".

Matthew gave him a PO box he used, and left with Maxy. As he left, something caused him to trip and any object that weighed under ten pounds raised into the air then dropped down. He began to hurry to leave, passing another woman on their way in. He didn't want to risk him calling someone, and them being discovered to still be in New York City.