Seeds of Corruption

Mother and Father, I fear I have completely walked off the chosen path. Be it my lack of attention to the Pack or my increasing attention to Ashagi work, my priorites have been lost in a wave of confusion.

The other day, Adagio and I found a strange armed man messing with the lab door. Sometime later after he'd been chased off, an explosion went off and wrecked the lobby. For a while Aylin, Adagio, and myself were trapped in a damaged laboratory. The police department took their time getting there, but at some point it became clear they had other motives. The explosion had happened clearly in the lobby, but once a hole to the lab was made, the officers wasted no time checking the laboratory for "crime scene evidence." It was clear they were there to steal chemicals despite threats from staff to return the items. They used a point when the company was vunerable.

Besides getting a taste of the true corporate corruption within the city, it left me with a feeling that I shouldn't care about humans as much, especially types like those.

Those are the words of a heartless person. Well done!

You've lost all emotion now, haven't ya?

Shut up. Speaking of emotions, there's Adagio, a researcher for Ashagi. She's...my lover at present. It may not last much longer though. She is getting her emotions "fixed" and is likely not going to have affection for me afterwards. Splicing humans is a tad tricky it seems. I was not happy about the news, but I don't want it to affect her work.

You couldn't be happier.
Now you don't have to tell her a thing!

Where is your off switch?! She doesn't need to know about the baby or...whatever the hell you are! Just be quiet for once. Speaking of the baby, it's doing well. I don't know what kind of gender it will be, but I hope it lacks any or all of its father's features. My visit to the hospital showed excellent signs of development and nothing strange thus far. Admittedly, I'm scared for what its genetic code might look like. I don't know how much of my genes may be passed on, and I really don't want the staff of Ashagi to learn about this child.

Maybe I'm not being fair to it. I use this unborn infant as my excuse for a lot of reasons. I got a job working for my former captors and the company behind your deaths. I made enough working there to rent a lush brownstone apartment with room to spare for the child. All for the baby's sake. I'm even being trusted with a simple task of doing research for a project now. Granted, it is being down played a lot, but I actually want to do a good job making something entirely bad and addicitve.

What's wrong with me?!

You don't care anymore. As long as Mother and Father's work is done.

Everything is as it should be.

No, that's not right. I'm becoming heartless.

You're becoming hardened.

Mother and Father meddled with human lives too.

It was wrong!

You don't believe that at all.

Why am I letting this happen? I'm fully aware of the problem, so why do I do nothing to solve it? I think...I'm scared to change it. The way I was before, timid, shy, yet always on guard- I don't want it to return. Yet, I don't like what I'm turning into either. I'm even foraging through the swamps for plants, all in the name of making poisons. I'm not being forced to do so, but that is my reasoning. I've brewed several from plant essential oils thus far and have several batches disstilling as we speak. Why bother at all? I could be making medicines with them. I had originally gone to collect these plants and mushrooms for Fluffy. Why go through all that back breaking work in my condition to make poison later?

...Because we can.

Oh yeah.