Chapter Text
Location: New York City, New York, United States
Today seemed like just like any other day, at least here in this very populated city. Just above the busy streets, the long steel subway train shunted along the elevated railway tracks before eventually screeching down to a halt at the first station in sight. As soon as its movement ceased altogether, all its doors on one side parted open, allowing many of its passengers to exit out of the train and onto the station platform itself, carrying on with their seemingly normal collective day.
Among the crowd of seemingly ordinary people was a seemingly ordinary woman, and a seemingly ordinary boy. The mother, presumably in her thirties, had short brunette hair and light-blue eyes, as did her preteen son. The mother wore a white shirt buttoned up to the two top which remained open and loose within a fully open dark-greyish-blue overshirt along with tight denim jeans and grey laced shoes. Hung around her right shoulder with a single thick black strap was her satchel, big enough to hold the barest of urban essentials. Her son wore a simple light-yellow T-shirt along with khaki shorts and black velcro shoes.
"Look, mum", the son looked up ahead and pointed forth. "Green smoke".
"Green smoke?" The mother questioned. "What do you mean by-"
Her question was then cut short and answered right away as she too looked far ahead to see various cloudy streaks of cyan-green slowly passing several skyscrapers, some of which were far lower than normal clouds would normally be. A few certain strands hovered through the streets, its many bystanders, and eventually the station itself. The mother and her son, along with a few other individuals in the moving crowds caught sight of this strange phenomenon, almost mesmerised yet still unsettled.
Eventually, as the dense strips of mist passed by many people without any much effect, some managed to make their way to the mother and son, continually brushing on by. Tempted by curiosity, the two sniffed the abnormal vapour, inhaling it into their systems. Its scent almost similar to fresh petrol fumes, however, its effects to these two people would soon be seen and felt, awakening something from deep within.
Before they could carry on walking again with her son, the mother and son both felt a sudden jerking sensation within their guts that prevented them from moving forth, almost like getting kicked and stabbed from the inside. The mother could feel something crawling up her legs and spine, making her shudder and tingle. Likewise, the son barely hung onto his mother's hand as he slightly swayed and shivered all about. Yet, they both still managed to keep standing up on their feet as straight as they could, even with this strange effect going on.
Feeling like her stomach was being cut open from the inside out, the mother glanced down at herself, her eyes wide and mouth open in shock as a sickly-blue-greenness emerged its way from under her shirt and started moving down her body to wrap around each her legs like spiralling snakes before moving up to envelop the rest of her convulsing body. Her legs and feet wrapped up together and sticking to the ground, the mother found herself unable to escape or even move a few more inches as the strange bulbous substance wrapped her arms close to her body as well. Glimpsing down at her right, she could see her own son forced to endure the exact same inhumane effects.
As this metamorphosis became more noticeable, several other people in the crowd turned their head and too stared in shock at this sight up close and on display, and yet unable or at least unsure of what to even do. As the cocoon reached its way up to her shoulders, her neck, and eventually her head, the mother could let out a weak cry of terror as it soon clinging to and wrapping around her face. And before long, any call for help would prove futile as the cocoons each finally completely covered the mother and son from top to bottom, sealing them inside from observing eyes. Already, the surrounding people quietly panicked and murmured among themselves, asking questions and contacting emergency services.
Meanwhile, inside the large chrysalis, the mother floated in the alien liquid with her head tilted back, short hair flowing, and feet off the ground, gravity denied, before curling into a foetal position, as did her son within the smaller chrysalis.