Abnormality (a short story)

7:46 PM 5th November, 1984 - New York Presbyterian Hospital

...she is going in a labor, get her to delivery room...
...just relax and push....
...Push, push...
...Almost there...
...OH MY GOD!!!!...
...What is it!?

10:09 PM 5th November, 1984 - New York Presbyterian Hospital


-Honey! Honey!
-What!? What do you want from me? I gave birth to a creep. Why, why has god punished us?
-But honey isn't he a little angel?
-Humans are not supposed to be angels, stop comforting me, I gave birth to creep.
-We must consult reverend.
-Why? What will he tell us? God has abandoned us.
-Is he, or is this a test?
-YOU WEREN'T THE ONE WHO GAVE BIRTH TO CREEP, YOU JUST PLANTED THE DAMN SEED!!!

08:22 AM 6th November, 1984 - New York Presbyterian Hospital

-Doctor, what should we do?
-You must understand me mis. This is the first time we have ever encountered such abnormality, and we must admit that your husband has got the point that this might be a sign from the above. But strictly as a doctor I can give you two options. First, we could perform an amputation, but since this is first such case we are not sure that we wouldn't traumatize his spine while doing so. Second, you could leave them. Surely he might encounter problems growing up, but I think it would be better to let him develop like normal children do.
-Is he normal? How can he be normal?
-Mis Fawkes, he is just a baby, he only has a little abnor... actually gift. I will speak as a Christian I am, I firmly believe that he is a sign from above, he will have a very special future, and you must love him.
-Thank you doctor, this is too much for me to bear, I must go to sleep now.

Two days later mother was found dead in hotel toilet. She had a note by her, in which she explained that it was too much. And she knew that her husband would love their son, and she would just poison his life, by loathing his abnormality

07:30 AM 8th April, 1994 - House in Aberdeen

-Get up!
-It's so early.
-No it's not, get your lazy ass up.
-I don't want to.
-You must, your teacher will be here in two hours. We must go to shop
-Why can't we go after that?
-Because I said so.
-I could finally fly?
-HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU, YOU WILL NOT FLY. THOSE WINGS ARE NOT A GIFT I THOUGHT THEY WERE, THEY ARE A CURSE. THEY POISON YOU, YOU ARE BECOMING THEIR SLAVE.
-Dad, what are you talking talking about?
-What I am talking about? Your mother is dead because of you, you must be home schooled, and every bible humping idiot in this neighborhood wants to touch you, because they think you are a bloody Messiah.
-What does humping mean?
-Damn, and you are an idiot too, simply brilliant, what else can go wrong?

11:05 PM 24th December, 2001 - New York, Rockefeller Center

-Hello 911?
-Yes, what has happened?
-There is this boy, on top of Christmas tree.
-Excuse me?
-Yeah he is on top of the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree, and it looks like he has wings?
-Sir, you do realize that making prank phone calls to 911 in felony.
-Mem, I am dead serious, please send at least one unit so they can confirm me.
-Oh well, but remember we have logged your number, so if you did prank call, we will arrest you.
-I understand

...This is central, units that are near the Rockefeller center please head there, some nut case is saying that there is a boy like angel on top...

...Dispatch this is O'Brien, I am on the way.

Ten minutes later:
...Dispatch, he wasn't crazy, there really is a boy with wings on top of the damn tree. I wouldn't believe it, but I am looking at him right now...

After ten more Christmas evening minutes

-I am the Saviour of the world, I have been beaten, I have been scared, and I have been abused in ways you can't imagine, but I have finally spread my wings, and now you all can see the glory that God has given me. He took my mother, he took my father. Although for father God did ask my help. Anyway, gather around people I am about to enlighten you.
-Boy, what is your name, and what in the blue hell are you doing up there?
-I am not a boy, from this moment I am Gabriel, the angel. God has sent me here to cleanse you all free from sins. You, blue meanie, what is your name.
-It is officer O'Brien to you.
-O'Brien? Have you sinned?
-Listen sir, would you please climb down from the tree, or will we have to use sedatives?
-Sedatives? Hah, and what makes you think they will work? I am angel.

...Oh my god, he is flying...
...Hey he got O'Brien...
...Shoot him! That's the only way...
...Shoot, shoot...
...BAM..BAM...BAM...BAM...THUD


7:46 PM 26th December, 2001 - New York Presbyterian Hospital

-Body belongs to white male...
-Has abnormal wing like structures on his back...
-Died from multiple bullet wounds, was killed by bullet lodged in his scull

08:00 AM 28th December, 2001 - Global news networks

-...Boy was shot dead by multiple policeman, while carrying officer O'Brian in his arms. His wings as found out by DNA test were nothing more than mutation in one chromosome. Which apparently happened because while pregnant his mother had been working in nuclear reactor hiding her pregnancy out of fear from firing...

-Protesters around the world are gathering to protest against Nuclear Reactors citing this boy as a prime example of what harm they can do.

-Experts say that judging from the facts provided by his neighbors, his father was abusive, and boy has suffered from many beatings. Thus making him unstable.

Years went by, no one remembered boy who called himself Gabriel, until more and more children like him started appearing in countries with many reactors, but it was already too late, man had helped evolution and now nature was taking it's turn