The Lost Sheep - original story notes

Hello Readers,

Since I mentioned it in my commentary, I thought you may want to see some of the story notes for the original version of "The Lost Sheep" 

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One night gets picked up when heading home to low-rent apt. Not by Four-One cops. Arrested for outstanding warrants. Sent to Attica (or Thornwood). Artificial hair removed before processing(?)

Arrives for processing - strip searched and body cavity searched. Hard and leaking when guard actually fists him (more of that, scumbag)

Prison garb is orange overall (sleeves ripped out?), jockstrap and slippers. Industrial sized Crisco container (kitchen pantry?) Soon after arriving, gets ambushed by several bruthas. Raped repeatedly and fisted. Several guards show up, tonsil hockey with other bruthas and proceed to do same. Then beaten and left alone. Despite pain, smile across his face. Looks forward to "breaking in" new prisoners as well as getting revenge on bruthas and guards.

Gets visit by xxx in 4 months. Exercise time in yard - will be back in 20 minutes. SHOCKED at transformation when pointed out by guard. Jumpsuit peeled down while lifting weights. MASSIVE weight/muscle gain. Even without special street drugs from Sarge (or was it smuggled in? It was.) Combined with pre-imprisonment shots. Comes in. Cuffs and belly chain. Recognizes xxx. Huge grin on dark face. "You okay?"

"Nevva betta! Ah fitz right in! Ah gotz me plenty ov whiteboys tah split wiiide open alla time. Guardz ruff me up regular like, but I getz off on it too."

"Six months are almost up..."

"I don' care. I don' wanna go back. I wantz to stay dis way. I wantz tah stay HERE. Dis iz where Ah oughtta be."

"See dis?" Rattles chains. "Dis getz me so hard Ah'm leakin' like a faucet an' Ah wanna fuckz you right now..."

"We'll have to talk about that."

Scowls. "Ah ain't leavin'. You kin tell dem dey can fukk off."

Leaves.

Later on - notified that xx involved in killing another prisoner.

"We can't remove him now. Too much visibility. We'll have to go with the emergency plan."

Meets with xx again. "Why did you do that?"

"Ah tol' you Ah wuzn't leavin' - dere's nuthin' you cain do 'bout dat now..." Grins.

Sad look. Writes something on a pad, then holds up to glass.

xx cracks neck side to side. Screws eyes shut. Then opens again. yy stands up. "I'll see you soon, xxx."

"Don'. Ah seen enuff ov fuckin' cops." Gets up and shuffles out with guard.

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"How did it go?"

He read the permanent change words and twitched, then screwed his eyes shut.

Zack: That was the physical signal. All memories of his former life as a cop are now gone. I changed the DNA records the morning you went for the visit. For all intents and purposes, there's only xx now - the policeman he used to be is gone for good. I'll arrange for him to get the retrovirus to blur his DNA - this one doesn't do any enhancements, so he'll feel like he's got a bad cold for a week or so.