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Dr. Moreau had a lot to do. Having recently aquired this island he had just had the construction finish, the crewmen paid approiately to not talk about what they were building. Most of them probably didn't understand the equipment he'd had moved in anyway. The invitation letters were sent to the carefully researched staff, but he had one in particular he had made sure was first.

Aubrey Lockheart was a fairly silly girl that he had first encountered in high school, as a senior. He would have been quick to write her off, but he discovered she was amazingly intelligent. She also was... very interested in helping him with his research. He had made sure the first invitation letter was hers, he had a feeling that she would be a valuable and loyal aid. Her medical expertise was exceptional and she was just what he was looking for for a personal assistant.

Moreau thought about all this as he drove the Jeep down the paved road to the helipad. The facilities were fairly deep in island, to keep them a bit safe. The island day was beautiful (not that Moreau noticed much) as the heat whipped in his face. He saw her at a distance, Moreau noticed she seemed to be very well groomed, except for her hair, which the helicopter must have taken care of. Dr. Moreau contemplated if she had any other motives, as he brought the Jeep to a stop in front of her, and opened his door to step out.

Dr. Moreau smiled a half smile as he reached forward and shook her hand.

Dr. Moreau spoke, "Aubrey, it's been a long time since I've been called Nick. It's Dr. Moreau now, and welcome to my Island." His voice was deep, but not too deep it was just as she remembered it but perhaps better?

Dr. Moreau ushered her to his Jeep and when she got in got into his side and closed the door. The engine still warm, he pulled it out of park and headed back to the facility.

"I heard you graduated top of your class, just as I did." Dr. Moreau spoke without looking at her, his voice a bit cold but his intention to be nice obvious. His eyes were focused on the road as the intense jungle whipped past them. "I think you'll do very well here."

There was a moment of silence, as though he didn't hear, or wasn't listening to Aubrey. In that moment of silence the jeep pulled past the clearing... and a first look was given of the facility. It was massive, built on the side of the mountain it had multiple research buildings that each stood about 7 stories high. A power generator that looked like it could power a small city sat near the edge of the facility. As well, a utility building seemed to be providing all other essentials to the labs. Outside of the fence, Dr. Moreau had apparently constructed a city of sorts. The buildings were blocky and obviously meant for utility over appearance but they appeared to be houses of some kind, only some in odd shapes, and even some elevated almost unnessarly. But what was most impressive was not the facility nor the inhabitantless town, but what sat on the cliffside of the mountain. A huge beautiful mansion overlooked everything. It was colored a deep orange with hues of brown and looked rustic in an oppulant sort of way. From the outside you'd have on idea how many rooms it must have but it was obviously built to be a beautiful house.

Dr. Moreau smiled as they drove towards the tall fence which automatically opened. They pulled up the facility and parked in front of it. "I'll show you... it's something that has never been done or attempted before. We'll make medical and scientic history. It has been my life's ambition."

Dr. Moreau's mile grew to a twisted sort. As stepped out of the Jeep and looked up towards his creations and the wonder that had built on this primitive island.

"I'm glad to hear that Aubrey... I truely am. Now come inside and I will show you what I am doing here." Dr. Moreau walked briskley, obviously a man who was not used to having anyone else in tow. He walked towards the largest of the buildings, this one must have been atleast 10 stories high.

The thick metal double doors split open automatically as he approached it. "Genetically coded... to make sure that only authorized personal enter. Also to save them the time of opening a door. Of course it also prevents unauthorized personal from getting out without an escort." Dr. Moreau smiled as if he had just told her the most important thing she'd ever need to know. He led her into the first room, which was some kind of lobby, plants and decore decorated it with a large front desk at the front. There were, noteably air vents everywhere.

Leading her into an elevator that had no buttons. "Floor 10" he announced loudly. After a moment the elevator began to make it's climb rather quickly. Leaving a quessy feeling in the stomach of anyone who was not used to it.

"I hate slow elevators..." Dr. Moreau stated as the door opened into a large lab with a metal table in the middle of it that seemed to have straps on it. A projector rested on one the counters, a white screen already pulled down to accomidate as though Dr. Moreau had been expecting, if not eagerly anticipating Aubrey's very question.

As Aubrey looked at him Dr. Moreau had a smile she hadn't seen since she had assisted him in High School with an experiment. He walked past her, towards the projector and turned it on. As he began to explain...

...Dr. Moreau's explaination went on a long time, as he went into detail about the serum he'd developed, and how with repeated treatments he could litterally merge the D.N.A. of two creatures. He spoke a lot about upstaging human evolution and the uses such treatment could have. He continued to ramble on explaining everything scientifically for a good hour. He skimmed briefly over the unethical aspects of what he had planned, explaining that he needed to try ALL kinds of animal D.N.A. and that willing volenteers were hard to find. Then he went to detail about the facilities he had set up for them to live in. He even noted that it had been some of his early research with Aubrey that he had used as a basis for creating his serums. He explained the labs, and the technicians that would be working here with him. He also explained due to the top secretness of all this, and possible legal ramifications (that might stop his research) why almost no one could be allowed off the island....

"...That is why Aubrey, I need you to be my personal assistant. I need you to be the person I can trust through all of this. Some of the others might have slightly questionable loyalties, but I hope atleast you, I can trust to be above reproach. And to do whatever it is I ask of you." Dr. Moreau stopped after this comment, his eyes not showing it but hopeful that he had made the right choice in recruiting Aubrey. He knew that he was using her obsession with him against her, but at the moment nothing was more important than his project. Nothing had ever been more important than this.

"I never expected for a second that you would." Dr. Moreau said as he turned off the projector, his eyes no longer meeting hers. He'd seen what he need to, she would be loyal to him.

"I'll need you to code in your voice for the elevators and cabinets," his voice trailed off as he walked across the room; "and your D.N.A signature for the doors." Moreau looked down at what almost appeared to be a wall, but it stuck out slightly.

"Identification: Moreau" he said as a panel slid open, a sleek white device there that appeared to have a place for your hand to rest as well as a microphone built into it. "There you go, just say some common things, and place your hand on the scanner, dead skin folicles will be extracted and your D.N.A. encoded. You will have access second only to mine, giving you complete run of the facility and almost complete access to every device and chemical here."

Moreau nodded to her and ushered her to the device, a sly but charming smile now playing across his face.

"Voice Pattern Accepted, D.N.A being extracted" There was a slight feeling of pulling... like static electricity across Aubrey's palm. "Hello, user Aubrey." the monotone female voice said again. "Clearence granted."

"Cute," Moreau mused as Aubrey made her little speech. He smiled to her and turned her around. As they came face to face with a small syringe laying on the counter about five feet away that had not been there before. Atleast Aubrey couldn't remember it being there.

"Oh, I didn't mean to leave that out. How very foolish of me."