I sat patiently waiting as my father prepped my arm before sliding a needle into my vein. The blood was dark, almost black and it spit twice into the tube before opening up for a steady flow.
"What do you do with the blood to make it a cure?" I asked my father trying to hide my nerves.
That creature was secured on a table barely 5 feet away from me. He had sedated the thing but I still had that underlying fear that it may wake up.
"Your blood is already the cure." He answered pulling the needle from my arm the prick healed instantly.
"What do you mean my blood is the cure, how do you plan on using it?" I asked as I began to get an uneasy feeling in the pit if my gut.
"If I'm correct your blood has the same unique element your birth mother had. I have a theory it could potentially attack and kill the virus inside the body. All I have to do is inject the infected with your blood and it should take action immediately." He explained as he approached the creature with the needle of my blood.
"My blood has an element?" I asked feeling very uncomfortable.
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