Chrysalis

He wasn't an aberration, but he was certainly abnormal

Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution.

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I held my hand near the glass feeling the heat radiating out as obscuring liquids rolled within. Birth should began in heat and muck.

My lab door whooshed open. Jeral obviously. Others would’ve triggered the alarm. Heavy boots accompanied him, officers too late to stop this.

“Edeli,” he said stepping beside me, “what’ve you done?” I could hear the horror in his voice. Fool.

“I created. Isn’t that the point of science?”

He grabbed my shoulders jerking me away. “This isn’t creation. It’s an aberration.”

“No,” I said touching the glass. “Just abnormal.” A hand within pressed back from within.

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