Computers Novel Genetic Data Novels & Stories

She wanted no trace of its existence left. Years and eventually decades passed by while the family slowly worked on the data core's encryption. An entire generation of family heads retired their places to allow the younger generation to take the helm. The Ricklins eventually decoded the data core, but not through any exceptional effort on their part. They simply waited for the most appropriate cracking technology to advance. No encryption could ever last the test of time. When the Ricklins finally accessed the data core, they found out it possessed data on only one topic: genetic manipulation. And not the regular kind. No, it turned out the Rubarthans were not content with the human genome a

Sweat dripping down his temples, Chatmory scrolled through pages and pages of dense, highly classified genomic data, frantically cross-referencing Ginny's abnormal blood markers with the Council's most secretive experimental profiles. He found the specific sequence file. Holding his breath, he hit 'Enter', overlaying Ginny's active lab results directly on top of the Council's theoretical data model. A cold, digital chime echoed in the room as the graphs aligned perfectly. All the blood rushed completely out of Chatmory's head, leaving him dizzy and sick. His initial diagnosis had been dead wrong. Fatally wrong. And Ginny's body wasn't fighting the foreign substance off at all.

Lucien stepped beside her. “We won't.” A metallic explosion echoed from the corridor. The guards were coming. Marcus raised his weapon. “How many?” Lucien looked toward the doorway. “Enough.” Celeste continued examining the interface. “There has to be another way.” Her fingers moved across the screen. Thousands of lines of genetic data appeared. She recognized some of the sequences. Others were completely unfamiliar. Then she noticed something strange. “Wait.” Lucien looked at her. “What?” “These aren't just genetic markers.”