Hypo - The Complete Story

by D L Jones

  By this time Rebecca had gotten a little uneasy by Chauncy’s aggression. She was contemplating if this was too much or fun. Chauncy went back to kissing Rebecca, and she went back to feeling comfortable.

  “This is… different.” She said.

  Chauncy laid her down on the bed and removed her bra and panties. He was also completely nude. He entered her and began having sex, wild, ravenous sex. To Rebecca, Chauncy was like a wild dog. She closed her eyes and enjoyed it, wondering what had come over him.

  This went on for several hours. Chauncy was just as aggressive and energetic the entire time. When they were done. Rebecca laid beside him exhausted. She slowly drifted to sleep and noticed the heavy breathing coming from Chauncy. She looked over to see that he was knocked out. He was able to get to sleep faster than she.

  “He did have an extreme workout...” She thought to herself. Rebecca reached over to the night stand and grabbed a glass of water and took a sip. She then rolled over and drifted off to sleep.

  Chauncy spent the next morning in bed, sleep. He slept the entire morning away. Rebecca checked on him a few times. She thought it was odd that he slept so long but didn’t think much of it. Considering the week he has had, she figured he deserved it. It was a little after noon, around 1 the phone rang in the house. Rebecca looked at Chauncy and he was still sleep, so she answered.

  It was Tre, and she was explaining to him that Chauncy was still laying down.

  “So… you say Chauncy has been sleep all day? Is he ok?” Asked Tre.

  “He’s fine! We just had a late night last night.” She replied.

  “OK… well I was hoping to catch up with him before I left. I have to leave earlier than I thought.” Tre said.

  Rebecca walked back in the room where Chauncy was sleeping and called his name. Chauncy didn’t look or respond. She thought she should let him sleep.

  “Yea, he is knocked out” she said.

  “Ok, tell him to call me when he gets a chance.”

  Tre hangs up the phone. Rebecca goes back in the Livingroom and sits on the sofa, she got another call and started talking on the phone while flipping channels on the television. While she was watching TV, Chauncy walked into the room. He gave Rebecca a kiss on the cheek and sat on the sofa beside her.

  “Tre called looking for you, he said he had to leave earlier than he thought” Rebecca said.

  Chauncy got up and grabbed his phone and walked out of the room.

  Tre rushes around his hotel room gathering things. he started packing up his paperwork and clothes. Once he was done, he put the hotel key on the dresser and rushed outside. There was a cab waiting for him. He asks the cab driver to open the trunk, and he loads his items. Tre sits in the back seat of the cab and pulls out his phone. The cab drives off while Tre is making a call.

  “Michael, this is Tre. I’m on my way to the airport. Coming back a little early.” Tre said.

  Tre, You need to see me as soon as you get here.” Michael responded.

  “Yea, I was planning on stopping by before going home” Tre said.

  Tre hangs up the phone and looks out of the window reflecting on events of his visit.

  “Things went well” he thought to himself. He figured he may get the funding he needed.

  Chapter 10

  Chauncy pulls into the hospital parking lot. He was thinking he better go check on Rodney. Rodney kept his store from being burglarized again and he wanted to show a little appreciation… and make sure he is ok. After parking his car, he gets out and starts walking towards the hospital entrance. As he walks, he looks at his watch. He then instinctively reaches in his pocket to grab his pill, but there were none. The only thing in his pocket were a couple of empty Vials of Tre’s drug. He looks at the empty vials as he walks. He went to toss them on the ground but stopped for a second to think about it.

  “I’m sure Tre don’t need anyone finding these” He thought to himself.

  He looked around for a few seconds and noticed a few dumpsters in the corner of the parking lot. They were in a secluded area so Chauncy decided to walk over there to toss the empty vials. He gets to the Dumpster and goes to toss the vials but stopped again. He looks at the empty vials in his hand for a second then decided not to throw them away. He puts them back in his pocket then continued to the hospital entrance.

  Chauncy walked to the front desk to ask for Rodney. The nurse gave him a room number. He starts down the hall looking for the room number. He gets around a couple of halls and made a few turns and didn’t see the room.

  “Damn, this place is like a maze” Chauncy said.

  A hospital employee watched Chauncy for a few minutes then decided to check on him.

  “May I help you find something?”

  “Yes, Im looking for room 213”

  “Ok, You’re close but the wrong floor. Get on the elevator, go up a floor and it’s the room right across when you get out”

  “Ok, Thanks” Chauncy said.

  Chauncy remembers seeing the sign for the elevator and he headed that way. He entered the elevator and pressed the button. As the elevator door closes, he pulls out the empty vial from his pocket. He rolls it around in his fingers and puts it back in his pocked. The elevator door opens, and he sees room 213. He can see Rodney sitting up talked to a few of the other HD Shop employees that has visited.

  “Rodney! The Hero! How are you doing?” Chauncy said.

  “Im doing great Mr. Peters! Doc said I can go, but I was trying to wait till dinner.

  “Wait till dinner?” Chauncy asked.

  “Yes Mr. Peters! I love that Banana Pudding!” Rodney answered.

  “Banana Pudding huh?” Chauncy laughed.

  “Im sorry I haven’t stopped by sooner—” Chauncy said but was interrupted.

  “I think I know who the thieves are… I recognized their voices.” Rodney whispered.

  “You didn’t tell the Police?” Chauncy said.

  “Tell the police what? Hello Mr. Peters… Rodney” Said Officer Ford as she was entering the room.

  Officer Ford was off duty and was almost unrecognizable without her Police uniform. Chauncy looked surprised to see her, not because he wasn’t expecting the police, but he thought Officer Ford was a very beautiful woman.

  “Well hello… MS Ford. What brings you here tonight?” Chauncy asked.

  “What did I tell you about my Title Mr. Peters”

  “Excuse me, Officer Ford.” Chancy said, correcting himself.

  “That’s Better… Chauncy…” Said Officer Ford.

  “Oh, Now I’m CHAUNCY? What happened to MR PETERS.” Chauncy said jokingly.

  “Well… CHAUNCY… I’m off Duty! Also, I’m Aimee…” Said Officer Ford as she brushes up against Chauncy seductively.

  “Aimee… now you know I’m a married man” Chauncy said smiling.

  “I’m just teasing, I noticed how you were checking me out and I wanted to pick with you.” Said Officer Ford.

  “That’s just mean. But I do admit… you are a very beautiful woman Miss… Officer Ford”

  “Aimee…” Officer Ford corrected.

  “Ok… Aimee” Chauncy said.

  “Ok… this was fun but there is a reason I stopped by here. Yes, it was because I knew you would be here…” Officer Ford added.

  She then reached motioned for Chauncy to follow her to the hall near the Nurse station. She reached under the counter and grabbed the backpack that Tre was carrying when they escaped the kidnappers. Handed it over to Chauncy.

  “Here is your backpack… it was found lying beside you when the police found you. I told them I was would see you and they gave it to me to give to you”. Said Officer Ford.

  Chauncy grabbed it, wondering why it was returned to him and not Tre. He also was wondering if the rest of those vials were there. He remembered that there were 2 boxes of that drug.

  “Thank you. I was wondering what happened to that.” Chauncy said.

  Officer Ford went into Rodney’s
room to speak a little more to him. Chauncy waited till she was out of his site then checked the backpack. He looked inside and saw 2 plain white cardboard boxes. The same boxes that had Tre’s Drug.

  Chapter 11

  Tre walks into his office and start putting away the things from his trip. He grabs some papers from his briefcase and file them in a nearby cabinet. He also grabs the empty white cardboard box and tosses it in the trash. Michael walks into the office with a look of concern on his face. He motions Tre to follow him.

  “You remember the test we were running when you left?” Michael ask Tre.

  “Yes, things were looking good. There was just the problem with the extensive nap afterwards…” Tre responded.

  “Well… We solved that problem. Just had to adjust the delivery method a little.” Said Michael.

  Tre and Michael continues onto the elevator. When the doors open, they both start walking towards the mouse cages.

  There is a problem... with the mice we used to run the test before” Michael added.

  “What do you mean?” ask Tre.

  “Looks like a single dose, even a double dose of the formula worked out fine. Most of the mice we tested just before you left, we used only once. So, we didn’t notice. But after you left, we started using the same mice through multiple test. Once we got the napping thing figured out.” Michael said.

  “And…” Tre responded.

  “Well, look for yourself…” Michael added.

  They both approach the mouse cage and saw a single mouse. This mouse was hissing and biting at the cage. Tre puts his hands near the cage and the mouse bit at him, trying to get at him between the gaps in the cage wires. The mouse behaved that way whenever anyone walked close enough to the cage. Tre looked at the mouse for a minute. He then looked at Michael and he pointed back to the cage. Thinking there was something he hadn’t noticed, Tre looked back at the cage. Scattered inside of the cage around the mouse were other mice, 4 of them. They were dead. Not only were they dead, but they were mutilated. One mouse had all 4 limbs ripped off. Another was missing a chunk out of its side. There was even a headless dead mouse.

  “Where’s that one’s head?”

  “I don’t know” Michael responded.

  “What happened?” Tre asked.

  “At first, there were single mice dying. We started with about 20 mice in that cage. I didn’t think anything of it but was running a test on the dead mice to see if the formula was causing it.” Michael explained.

  “And…”

  “And… we set up a camera, so we can record the mice when we weren’t around. From the footage we have, we noticed the mice were starting to get more aggressive towards each other”

  “What about the test?” Tre asked.

  “We found that the mice were getting more aggressive over time. But only the mice that had 3 or more treatments” Michael continued as he points to charts on the computer screen.

  “Nothing to worry about on that front. It seems that after a time, the drug will run its course and the aggression would go back to normal.” Michael added.

  “That doesn’t explain the 4 mutilated mice in that cage, and look at that mouse, it looks like it's lost it. It’s gone feral.” Tre said pointing to the mouse cage.

  “Actually… this is a really big problem. What I’m finding is the more we give the mice the drug, the more the brain relies on the drug. The one in this cage has had 10 tests… 10 doses of the drug. The more the brain gains a dependency of this drug, the more aggressive the mouse has gotten. I think this particular mouse has gone beyond the point where it will return to a non-aggressive state.” Michael explained.

  “Brain damage?” Tre asks.

  “Something like that.” Michael answered.

  Tre watches the mouse a few minutes more. He then types some things into the computer and look at the screen. He looks over the different charts with test results and back at the mouse.

  “Hmm… So… the drug is addictive and causes aggression. That’s not good. We must try to control those aspects. Find what’s causing it and isolate it.” Tre said.

  He thumbs through some more paperwork for a few minutes more.

  “It’s too late for our present trials…” Tre said to himself.

  Chapter 12

  Chauncy walks through the parking lot with the backpack that was just given to him. He wonders how things got mixed up, does Tre know that he has the backpack? He pulled his phone out of his pocket and thumbed to Tre’s number. After looking at it for a few seconds, he closed the phone and put it back in his pocket. As he was walking, someone bumped into, knocking the backpack out of his and. Tre quickly picks up the backpack and gives the man who bumped into him an evil look.

  “Sorry sir.” said the man.

  Chauncy let out a little of an annoyed grunt and opened the backpack to check on the vials. None of them were damaged. He continues to his car and take a seat inside. He grabs the backpack again and take out the small white cardboard box. He grabs one of the vials from the box and looks at it, examining it.

  KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

  Tre was startled by the knocking on his window.

  “Sir, can you give me a ride to 13th street? Are you headed that way?” said the man who bumped him a few minutes ago.

  Chauncy was now angry and snapped at the man.

  “No! Get the hell away from the car!!”

  “I was just asking—” the man said but was interrupted.

  Chauncy opened the car door and shoves the man to the ground. He stands over the man then points away from the car.

  “Get the fuck out of here!” Chauncy yelled.

  The man makes his way back to his feet and rushes away, still mumbling about needing a ride. Chauncy watches him walk away then scan the parking lot. Just when he was about to get back in the car, he noticed a vehicle parked across the street.

  “That looks like the van from the surveillance video” Chauncy thought to himself.

  Chauncy start to walk over towards the van to get a closer look. It was parked behind a dumpster as if someone was trying to hide it. As he gets closer, he noticed the building behind the van had a door propped open. He stops to watch for a few minutes and a man leaves the building and heads towards the van. The man gets in the van for a second then leaves and head back toward the building. Chauncy watches… he is still holding the vial he was examining before he got out of the car. Now he is rubbing it around between his thumb and first finger.

  A few moments later, Chauncy notices a light turns on upstairs in the building, about 3 floors up. He then runs over to the Van and looks in through the passenger side, opposite the building. He doesn’t see much of anything inside.

  “Maybe this isn’t the same van”

  He was about to turn and walk away when he noticed a few of the cables he sells at his store sitting in the front dash.

  “Shit! This is the asshole that robbed my store!” Chauncy said.

  Chauncy paces back and forth in front of the van a few times. He holds the Vial in his hand and looks at the van. He then, without thought, jams the vial in his thigh, squeezing all the chemical into his leg. He paces back and forth in front of the van a few more times. He takes of running at great speed towards the building.

  In one fluid motion, he leaps, reaching up and grabbing the ladder on the fire escape. He swings himself up in the air, landing on the fire escape. He jumps up again, landing on the railing with one foot then pushes himself up about 6 feet to land on the next floor of the fire escape. He does it one more time and makes it to the 3rd floor. Running across the 3rd floor fire escape, he leaps, diving through the window where he saw the light.

  Chauncy tumble across the floor after crashing through the window but quickly brings himself to his feet. He’s immediately hit across the shoulder with a baseball bat. It doesn’t faze him. Chauncy looks to see a man standing in front of him holding a bat. The man swings again but Chauncy wildly charges him, knocking him a few fe
et across the room and into the wall. A second man goes to kick Chauncy, but he catches his leg. He lifts the man off the ground by his caught leg, and slams him on a nearby table. Chauncy go to kick the man but he rolls out of the way and stand. The man then runs out of the door into the hall and up the stairwell. Chauncy chases him. The man gets to the top of the stairwell and runs out to the roof of the building. He closes and locks the door and starts looking around. Chauncy runs up the last flight of stairs and crashes through the door. He sees the man standing at the edge of the roof and runs at top speed towards him. The man looks on surprised as nothing is behind him. He braces himself. Chauncy lowered his shoulder just before the point of impact but the man stepped to the side.

  Chauncy flies off the roof of the building, on his way down he crashed into the fire escape and hits the side of the building. He eventually hits the ground.

  The man on the roof takes a few deep breaths and look over the side of the building. Chauncy is laying on the ground, motionless. The man then pulls out his phone and makes a phonecall.

  “Oh Shit! Man I just fucked that electronic store owner up real good. Think I killed his ass…” The man said.

  “Killed him? what are you talking about?!?”

  “Yea, he came out of nowhere, attacked me in my spot. We ended up on the roof and he took a dive. That motherfucker is spattered all over the sidewalk right now!” the man added.

  “That’s not good, how are you going to explain this shit? You sure he’s dead?” the voice on the phone responded.

  “Yea, I’m sure, I saw him hit the ground. I’m looking at his dead body right—”

  He looks back over to check Chauncy and he was no longer there. The area where Chauncy fell was clear.