[ WP ] : Children are named by the traits they are fated to have - Brave , Serene , Deeply Caring , Unmoved - and of course your lovely daughter , Bites People .

`` Dad, why do n't other kids like me?'' my daughter asked as I tucked her in bed. `` Because you bite people, dear'', I said as I brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. Her jaws instinctively clenched at my hand but they were no match to my reflexes. `` I'm sorry, daddy.'' `` It's not your fault.'' `` Who's fault is it?'' she asked. I sighed. I could n't bare to say his name. `` No one's, dear. Now go to sleep.'' 
 
 I was left a single parent after Bites People was born prematurely, gnawing at my wife's insides and leaving her dead on the operating table. It had n't been long since we'd been wondering what fate had in store for us. My wife had just recently finished painting the nursery. Little did I know that only a few days later I would watch life disappear from her eyes as doctors pulled the bloody infant out of her belly. `` Watch out, she's a biter!'' a female doctor shouted as they laid her on a table. She had a full set of perfect teeth that would've been white if they had n't been covered in blood. 
 
 As wildly different genetic alterations became the norm after the incident of 2018, children were required to be named after their special traits no later than at the age of five. At that point the traits would be apparent and for public safety they would have to be identifiable from a child's name. After all, you could n't name your kid Latin Expert before they could speak. 
 
 My wife and I had planned to name our daughter Laura until she would have to be renamed. But as our offspring's `` special ability'' was obvious from the get-go, in my resentment of her I immediately named her Bites People. Naming her Laura would have only reminded me of the fact that my wife was n't there to raise our child with me. 
 
 For a long time I struggled to come to terms with Bites People's tendency to, well, bite people. `` Put a muzzle on her!'' other parents would tell me as I heard about yet another incident at daycare. In time she would get better at controlling her urges, but I knew she'd always be biting people. I also knew they'd be coming after her, just like they came after everyone that was deemed to be a danger to society. But I would deal with it when the day would come. She was my kid, my responsibility. And if someone would try to take her away from me? This time, they would bite it.
