16-year-old Valentin Garcia is sitting in his room at his Laptop, just killing time by browsing the internet, when a knock on the front door is heard, “COMING,” Valentin calls, since he is the only one home at the moment, with his parents still at work, his 6-year-old sister at a friend’s house and his 12-year-old brother at the parcour park with some of his friends.
When Valentin opens the door he notices a delivery man standing out side, the man looks tired and rather irritated, “how can I help you, sir,” Valentin asks.
“Are you mister Valentin Garcia,” the middle aged man asks in a bored tone.
“Yeah”.
“I have a package for you”.
“But… I’m not expecting anything,” Valentin replies.
The delivery man snorts, “I don’t give a rat’s ass,” he says and simply shoves the package against the boy’s chest, then turns on his heels and simply hurries back to his van, “I have no fucking time to argue with some brat,” he shouts over his shoulder before getting into his van, slamming the door, then driving away at a high speed, wheels screeching.
“Sheesh… that guy has issues,” Valentin mumbles to himself, he then looks at the package in his hands, his name and adress written on the cardboard box, the teen shrugs and heads back inside, “I wonder who is sending me something”.
When Valentin arrives back in his room, the boy takes his pocket knife and opens the package, he then rummages through the stuffing and soon feels his fingers hit something hard, then pulling out what appears to be a web-cam. Valentin raises an eye brow, “weird, I haven’t ordered a web-cam,” he says to himself, “is there something else in the box?”
After rummaging through the stuffing, Valentin pulls out a CD which has “The Chronivac” written on it, “sounds like a video game,” the teen says, “but what has that got to do with the web-cam? Hm… only one way to find out,” he then walks over to his Laptop and inserts the CD.
When Valentin inserts the CD into his Laptop a window pops up, it looks like some kind of editor program. Valentin scans the tabs and notices one labeled “manual” and decides to read it, the more he reads the wider his eyes become, by the time he finishes the manual, his eyes are big as soucers, before the teen’s expression changes to disbelief.
“As IF this is actually possible,” he says, “I mean… transforming humans, objects and animals into anything imaginable and even alter the reality… yeah… right!”
The teen, out of curiosity opens the “transformation” tab, and scrolls through the various transformations, “holly crap, so many different types of transformations,” he says, “from animals, to humans, to objects… even creatures from myths, legends and fairy tales. What if it actually works? I could have so much fun! Hehe… I could transform my silly little bro into a cute puppy… and my annoying little sister into some clothing… hehe! Hmm… I could transform myself into Dragon! I LOVE Dragons! Man… what should I do?”
Valentin thinks for a while, he then decides to first do a small test, to see if it actually works, the boy decides to change his black hair to blond. The teen has an athletic figure, with short black hair, brown eyes and an olive skin tone.
The teen scans himself then opens his file, his eyes widen, “this thing knows everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, about me! How is that even possible,” he asks himself, “not even my closest friends know about… THOSE stuff!”
After calming down, he decides to get the change over with, after changing his hair color from black to blond and confirming the change, Valentin feels a tingle run through his body, he then hurries to his mirror and his eyes widen when he watches his hair become blond.
“No… no freaking way,” he mutters, “it actually works?!”
Valentin stares at himself for a while, then turns to his Laptop, then back at his reflection, a grin appearing on his face, “THIS is gonna be fun,” he says, “but… should I transform myself into something? Or use it on one… or BOTH… of my siblings?”