Grim Judgment by Jennifer Reinfried

Author:Jennifer Reinfried [Reinfried, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Superheroes | Supervillains
Publisher: Jennifer Reinfried
Published: 2017-09-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

THEN

1999

Eleven years. That’s how long I put up with June’s obvious cheating. With staying at the lab into the wee hours of the mornings, running on a pitiful amount of sleep. With putting my transferring ability behind me (for the most part). All so I could spend time with my son.

In the middle of March of 1987, Jaxon Leo Rettig was born, and he was beautiful. I first held him a week after he’d arrived, since, being a Synth and all, he was instantly whisked away for testing, which truly rattled my nerves. I don’t know why. June and her father, along with everyone else working on this project, all told me that they were being bred for war and nothing else, and to not get attached to any of the children.

In 1999 there were a bunch of them, not just Jax, all around eleven or twelve. Being around people with superpowers blended into my normal reality quite quickly, so I was barely fazed when Aaron ran up to me and told me what I was thinking. Or when Shawn, who at the time only came up to my sternum, laughed as he lifted me clear off the ground.

Speaking of that kid, other than my own son, Shawn kept my mind focused, kept it out of the negative pool of depression June tended to sink me into even just with her presence. He was goofy, outgoing, and loveable, a true joy to be around. Not that the other kids weren’t fun, wonderful people, but there was something about Shawn’s laid back, carefree attitude that just drew me in. He and I spent hours at a time just having fun, with Shawn showing off his abilities. I’d report back to Duncan about how much weight the boy could lift. Once he built a small fort out of heavy cement blocks, one at a time, only to shove his way out with ease, a delighted grin on his round face. Another time, he picked up each block with only one of his small, twelve-year-old hands and quickly spelled out my name, not breaking a sweat, as if the blocks were made out of styrofoam. After awhile, his makers moved on to bigger and heavier things, until they found out the exact weight he could not lift or move, which not only irritated the boy, but ended up hurting him.

Once, he strained so hard to impress us that he popped both arms from his sockets. Thankfully, he healed fast, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt him, and this pissed me the hell off. Knowing these people were completely fine with letting a child go to such extremes that he’d become seriously injured all in the name of science was not okay with me, and by 1999 I was seriously considering sabotaging the entire operation, although I had no idea as to how.

A quick side note here: when I say ‘makers,’ I’m referring to the people that not only had a hand in creating a Synth, but also were in charge of that particular child.

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