Let's Shake Things Up?

Okay, I have another book I'm writing, it's older, and not finished, but I'd like you guys to read some of it, okay? It has nothing to do with the "Ignorance" book, It's on it's own! Called, "Alexander".

Prologue



1-30-2010: Faroe Islands

Darkness swallowed the room. Thick darkness. It was almost as though nothing could live within these walls. That nothing could survive if they tried. But unfortunately someone did…some people did.
From behind the door to this sad room came footsteps. Tapping of fancy, expensive shoes were walking down a long hallway, getting closer to the thick door.
Then the footsteps stopped right in front of the door to pause at a touch screen and punched in the code to get within this door. Musical notes sound in approval to the correctly typed in numbers.
The Door slides open and lets in a white coated man. A man with a purpose. His dirty face and greasy hair was all you needed to see to know he was a very harsh person. But his Hispanic looking skin made it hard to know he had a strong French accent, but his pinched up face made it easy to know that he was up to something.
The door shut as quickly as it opened. The greasy haired man was now apart of the darkness but, he knew his way even in this thick, black shadow.
Now in the middle of the room he paused to use, yet, another touch screen. After pressing the last letter of the long code four lights flashed on before him. Four tubes were lit up and four children lived within them. Four children who don’t even know each other. Four children, who don’t even know their own names. Four children who never have, and never will, know their own families. They had been experimented for fourteen years.
What was the purpose of this? Why were there four kidnapped children? What is the cause of all this chaos? Why steal four innocent children? Why?

For a Super generation.

Super man, heros, what if they could exist? Super-strength, Extra-sensitive hearing, shape-shifting. All able to be possible if we could make certain hormones grow faster? Certain cells to do more. Why though? They test on the children all of their theories, hoping to one day to be able to use it to make their Iranian army stronger. Just think about it. Innocent children. No one would guess them as dangerous.
But in order to make sure it’s possible they stole children at birth from four different families, from families whom they don’t even know. They have tested their theories on these four. Each child is now developing speed, and agility, and strength, stronger than a male Olympian. Sensitive hearing stronger than a jack rabbits’ and sharp eyesight sharper than a hawk.
The man was watching these children mutate, watching them with eagerness. Hungrily. Greedily . And they were mutating, sadly, and very quickly.

The female on the right was his favorite. She could change her appearance. A shape-shifter. Her natural hair color was light brown and it met her elbows. Her original eye color was sky blue, but after her mutation process they had turned to shocking silver.
How would they know this? Every month they would take them out and change what they needed to fix and watch how they would interact, also see how the transformation had changed their original state. The silver eyes showed that her transformation was working effectively and it was almost complete.
The other female to her right, was a girl with darker brunet hair who would be able to sense danger by looking into the face of any person or stranger. They did that by increasing her mental activity and awareness in her brain. She could also control computers and hack in to any website by using a chip they implanted in her brain at birth.
The male, to the right of the dark haired girl, had blonde handsome hair. He had the ability to communicate through his mind, but only to the female who also had a microchip implanted in her brain. He can also re heal quickly and see any ones weakness by looking into their eyes.
The short, black haired male to the blonde boy’s right, has the ability to understand languages of all countries, and hardly knowing the difference between each. He has an incredible memory that is able to remember anything he’s seen or heard. His knowledge was already implanted for him.
All these children will be very useful for their needs.
The man felt a vibration in his coats left pocket. His phone told him the call was coming from the General of the Army.
“Hello?” His heavy accent voice echoed throughout the room.
French came from the other end asking “Are they ready yet?”
The dirty man replied quietly“…Yes.”