Experimentals

"Grnch grnch grnch... slurrp. Gnar...harah."
The desire had returned. Consume. Feast. Devour.
He had slipped away, and a small family had found him.
After crunching the infant's skull and guzzling the delicious brain tissue - the word yogurt slipped through his head - a face appeared in his consciousness. A woman's face. He remembered pain. He licked his bloody lips, and decided she would be for dessert.
Covered in gore and stuffed to the brim full of flesh and yet OH GOD HE WAS STILL SO HUNGRY HE FELT LIKE HE WOULD DIE HE NEEDED TO CHEW AND SWALLOW AND PICK THE BONES CLEAN, SO MUCH MEAT LEFT SO MUCH PRECIOUS TASTY FLESH LEFT ON THE BODY -

A trail of blood, leaving an overturned pram and a smashed camera amid a grotesque of bones, marked a predator moving back towards the dock.

 

"GOD!"
Locks screamed as he felt his flesh searing. When Blaze finished closing his wound The girl with him gave us instructions.
"Ok."
Locks began to limp towards the city while the other group started to move.
"Oh and Blaze! Wind like this doesn't lose the much!"
Jet walked over to a boat and punched it. The boat split in half as if slice by a sword it then was blown out into the sea. He walked over and helped Jess bring locks toward the city. Eventually they made it to the clinic that the girl had talked about. They said the pass phrase and he told them to go around back.
"Get in here. Are you resistance?"
"No."
"Then why the hell did frost send you here?"
"Don't ask us."
The doctor cleaned the wound up and put some anesthetics on it.
"Here these are some pain killers take them at night only they are pretty strong and will make you drowsy. Where the hell did you get this wound by the way? Its Defiantly lab tech that did this, And if you have had the wound for long I'm surprised that it didn't open up sooner."
"Well that's one hell of a scar I got now."
"Lets go."
They were walking down an ally way towards a building the doctor said was abandoned and they could probably crash in.
"I'm glad your okay Locks."
"I'm glad I just made it out alive."
"God can you believe they almost killed you when you were helping them."
"Look were done with them for a while. That Blaze kid annoys me and Frost just pisses me off."
They were turning a corner when they found Pete dead on the ground.
"What the hell."
"Hell. Interesting concept that is, a place of Damnation. With what your about to go through I'd say your going to be as close to hell as possible without actually dying."
It was the white doctors voice. Jet and Jess fell onto the ground zapped by a tazer.
"You were both reported dead. I'm surprised to see you here."
"You should of seen the look on my face when i got a report of my dead daughters Lab badge being found in a building where a massive fight had broke out in an area that she hadn't patrolled before she died. Well I just had to investigate. And look what I found both of you living and breathing. And on violent experiment has been exterminated. Plus we've captured another one."
He looks at Jet.
"Well welcome back to the labs!"

 

Try as he might Leonard could not pry any more information out of Dr. Zenma. They were outside on the helipad making ready to depart to Kras City.
Finally, outside in the crisp night air
Leonard may still be a captive of these lab people but at least he's not dead. If he can prove himself useful he would be able to turn the table on his abductors. For now, he will survive.

Leonard took his seat across from Zenma in the helicopter and rose above the land. The compound had several scorch marks and pieces of twisted metal were scattered all around.
Very messy, must have been the recent escapees. They do a very poor job cleaning after themselves.
Leonard wondered why the lab personnel were in no hurry to clean evidence of activity. Maybe they feel safe from prying eyes? Another puzzle to solve.

The helicopter makes it's way to the city.

 

He woke up in a strange room. It was completely empty beside the single glowing table he was strapped to. He tried to use his power but nothing happened.
The Doctor walked in.
"Don't waste your time, that table's material is specifically made to neutralize your power."
"Wheres Jess and Jet!"
"Oh they......will be coming shortly. First I'm going to tell you what we did when you were sleeping."
"What!"
"We developed a as you would say mind control device. It's implanted directly into the brain and gives us full control of the holder. Thanks to your uh unique mind set it won't work on you. But my daughter and your friend don't fall into the same category as you. They are fair game."
"Leave them alone!"
"You act as though we haven't done anything yet."
Locks face went pale.
"You didn't."
"Oh but I did."
"Ill leave you alone for now."
"Get back here you piece of shit!"
Jet walked in.
"Jet come on help me get out of here."
"Why."
"Because were friends now get me out of here we can grab Jess and leave."
"Why would I do that. This is my home. This is your home why do you want to leave?"
"Dammit the doctor put one of those chips in his head."
"Doctor? You mean Father?"
"No the doctor who took you away from your home the one who ruined our lives!"
"That didn't ruin my life it made it better. I'm going now."
"Dammit GET BACK HERE JET!"
The door closed and then opened in about 5 minutes and Jess walked in.
"Jess please tell me he didn't do anything to you."
"I don't know why your fighting it. The labs made us who we are they made us strong. We should thank them for it by serving them."
"Jess snap out of it."
"It's so easy to let go Locks, to just do what Father says."
Jess walked out of the room and the doctor came back in.
"Now you've seen my work first hand. If you don't do what we say I can easily kill them both. Its so easy to do. Its as simple as me just tapping a screen."
"I can't!"
The doctors hand slowly moved toward his tablet.
"STOP!"
"Will you do as we say?"
"Yes."
The restraints opened and locks stretched. He tested his power on the walls and formed a sharp chain.
"Perfect."
The chain shot straight through the doctors chest piercing his heart.
ERRRR ERRRR ERRRR
The alarm went off. He had to get Jess and Jet and leave now.

 

"Oh and Blaze! Wind like this doesn't lose the much!" Jet said this while punching a boat and splitting it in half. Am i suppose to be impressed, I saw Atlas swinging steel beams like they were nothing when i first got here so that doesn't come as a surprise. Lock's group then heads to the clinic while we started headed home. As we are walking i notice the wolfman had gotten up and left, looks like his regen is still working, then i hear a low growl. All my senses go into overdrive at this sound, it's not like the wolfman's usually growl or barking to get our attention, this.... this was like back at the labs, this was like when he was....
"Frost get everyone out of here now!"
"What? Why?"
"Listen"
"...... a predator's growl"
"That wolfman, there was a time he attacked anything that moved back at the labs. I wonder if the shock snapped him back that"
"Him doing that would have been good to know before we picked him up form the labs!"
"How would i know he would do that"
While we argued i hadn't noticed him making his approach, he jumped at Frost
"FROST!"

OOT: Frost is still an important NPC but she can be wounded (Preferable all limbs etc attached)

 

District 36 Present day

A bar known as 'Demacian Justice' is well known for their bartender. It is said he makes the best pina coladas ever made, not just that they also say the beer he serves taste much more better then what the other bartenders serve. This legendary bartender name is Garen, well his code name is. Like every test subject he does not remember his own name, and for some odd reason the higher ups do not want us to know the test subjects names. Well its nothing to worry about, but there has been a report from district 36 concerning an argument between two scientist. The argument started in the bar 'Demacian Justice' and continued outside after Garen put them outside for being too loud, the argument was about one of the test subjects, code name 'Drac'.

District 36 Day before

"IM TELLING YOU MAN! HIS DANGEROUS!"
"So? What matters is we keep on testing him."
"NO! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! I AM NOT GOING BACK THERE TO TEST. . . THAT. . . . THAT. . . TH- TH- THING!"
"He dose not bite."
"HE DRANK MY BLOOD! LOOK AT THE SCARE HE LEFT!"
"Well his ancestors are supposedly part vampire, maybe thats it."
"NO I WILL NO-"
*BOOM*

Ahem, well i don't want to go into full detail, but it seemed that the argument was not liked by some spectators. Test subject #1014 code name 'DeadShot'. Her reasoning of why she killed him is because they woke her up on the wrong schedule. This reasoning to the higher ups is valid, for some odd reason, but i guess thats what makes district 36 a dangerous place.

-Mr Red

 

The leap had miscalculated, overshooting Frost and thudding into Zac before rolling off and trying to regain his bearings.
To say he looked ghoulish would be an understatement - intestines and guts hung from his neck like ropes, his hoodie was now a deep crimson red, his teeth were coated in blood, and his eyes were unseeing. From the depths of his throat came a long grisly growl, a moan that sent shivers up the spine.
He threw back his head and roared, a noise of pure abandon and bloodlust, before breaking into a lolloping run straight at the nearest target - which in this case turned out to be Leah. His mouth opened wide, ready to chomp, and he threw himself forwards, his vacant eyes now fixed on the beckoning sweet siren call of Leah's throat.

 

Zach got hit by the wolfman out of nowhere, and he looked like a nightmare.
"Shit, guys, we have another problem on our hands. Get Leah back, it looks like he is going for her."

And the wolfman lunged right at her, but Zach sprinted forward, and managed to slam against the wolfman before he got to Leah

 

ERRRR ERRRR ERRRR
The doctors coat was stained by the blood of the fatal wound Locks inflicted on his chest. Locks searched the doctor and found his tablet. No matter how hard he searched he couldn't find a way to turn of the devises the doctor had made. He ran out of the room. A soon as he was ten feet down the hall a gust of wind knocked him on his ass. He looked back to see Jet and Jess walking towards him. Jet merely flicked his hand and the room was engulfed into a tornado. Locks was thrown from wall to wall sapping him of his strength. When the wind died down he tried to knock Jet out, but every time he tried Jess would jump in front of the attack and Locks would stop. Chains shot from the ground and tied them both up. Locks ran as fast as he could.
"AHHHHHH!"
His fist was covered in a thick layer of chains. He ran toward a wall and punched it into pieces. He began to fall. This wasn't the same labs he was falling into water.
"I'll come back for you!"
He hit the water and began to swim. Land was so far away but eventually he washed up in the ports.
"This place again!"
He was covered in wounds because of his fight with Jet and he was so tired from the long swim. He saw several sets of footprints on the ground heading in one direction. As much as he hated having to do this he needed their help. He began to drag his body across the dirt following the foot prints. They began to fade the further he went but he just kept pushing forward.

 

(OOC- The hotel area near the city power plant is where Leonard is to be stationed. If any of your character's wander close to the powerplant, the sewer system under the area, or the hotel area itself then let me know as you would soon become tangled in my story. Dr. Zenma is now one of my characters. As he is a lab member I will still be careful about revealing too much of him)

The city was huge. Leonard has never visited Kras City. Despite the mega corporations that inhabited the area his company had no dealings with it's denizens. Leonard and Dr. Zenma were staying at the "Lucky Seven" luxurious hotel near the city power plant. The hotel had the usual tourist activity of visitors. It was however owned by the labs, no one knew that of course. Underneath was a sealed tunnel system that leads underneath the powerplant. It required a passcard that was missing. It was where Leonard was needed.

"Couldn't you just blast the door open?" Leonard asks
"Destroying the door would require us to bring the building down. Not only would that wake up that monster in the lab, it would expose it to the public. We can't just make a hotel disappear with no one noticing. This has to be done inside. Away from the prying eyes of the public"

"So how does my powers of memory reading fit?" Leonard asks
"You can find survivors of the accident. They wouldn't have gone far."
That sounded impossible to Leonard. Years have passed by, who would stay in such a place? Why would you even want to?
"I can see the look of confusion in your face. Let's just say we have means to make our employees completely...loyal"

Leonard felt a stab of fear. What did that mean?

"In the event of getting cutoff from support all the lab personal here had orders to stay put and hide"
Zenma got a frustrated look. "Of course that means hiding from us as well."
"Then they're all dead doctor. You would have known where to find them" Leonard points out
"No...there was one of us who was an expert at hiding. A shapeshifter, able to change his skin to another person. We had no means of detecting him."
Zenma paused for dramatic effect

"Until now"

 

The object of his hunger instantly transmuted to Zach, who he then attempted to tear a large chunk of flesh out of the forearm with his teeth, gnashing furiously.
Rolling, he pinned Zach down, and bloodied incisors snapped at Zach's throat, the stained maw inches away from the soft flesh.

 

Locks continued to crawl until he hit a wall. He had no strength left to go around the building he just turned the wall into chains and crawled through sealing the wall behind him. He looked around and saw Leah there. He looked up at her she was extremely afraid for some reason. He sealed the wall behind him and sat up against a pallet.
"Whats going on?"
*Cough *Cough

 

"Labs.......took...... Jess and Jet."
He coughed and spat up blood.
"They're controlling...... them. I escaped. Swam here."
He took in a deep breath.
"I need their help please."
His eyes widened when he realized she said wolfman.
"Jess read his mind. He eats *Cough. People."
Locks coughed up more blood and passed out.

 

The Lucky Seven Bar & Casino was fully staffed and filled with patrons. The drinks were watered down, the tables filled with half drunk tourists who couldn't count there way out of second grade math.
Just like home
Well not exactly, Elisa's Bar may not have gambling tables but the drinks were superb. Idle thoughts of Elisa filled Leonard's head.

"Boss, are you going to start your search here?" That was the bodyguard that was assigned to him. His codename was Experimental Slash and Dice. Leonard just called him Slasher. The doctor wasn't kidding about the blind loyalty of the lab employees. Slashers mind was devoid of everything but undying love for his masters. It was enough to make Leonard sick.

"No, this place bores me. Let's take a look out in the streets."
Zenma didn't specify how far he could test his new found freedoms. He didn't know what kind of deadline he had. It seemed to Leonard this was just another test that the doctor came up with. The doctor had a strange attachment to him. The fact that he calls him by name now was a cause of concern. Was he trying to buy his loyalty?
It was about that women and Steven. I'm his link to her.

Leonard walked out into the city streets. It was time to look for the shape shifter.
Like searching for a needle in the haystack. Only I don't know which haystack

 

Locks opened his eyes. Leah was gone and the door was unblocked. He used every ounce of strength he had and stood up and began to run. He burst through the door screaming in pain. He saw Leah looking around the corner horrified. He sprinted right past firing chains as he went pushing the Wolfman off Zach and wrapping it in plenty of chains.
"GET AWAY THAT WONT HOLD FOR LONG WITH HIS STRENGTH!"
He slumped against a wall all of his energy gone he couldn't do anything else but wait at this point.

 

Locks managed to get the wolfman off him, and just in time, otherwise he would have been wolf food. But he also noticed that Locks was unconscious. He had to get them to a safer place, he did know of one location that wasn’t too far from the base, where they could rest and get away from all of this.

“Leah, help me carry Locks, I know a place that isn’t too far from here to go to rest. I’ll try to find a doctor somehow, although I have a feeling that asking Frost or Atlas won’t do us any good. For now, let’s just get out of here.”

They managed to get Locks to an abandoned warehouse, and set him down on the floor.

“I’m surprised that Jess and Jet aren’t with him. Once he wakes up, we have to get back to the base. I don’t care what Frost says, he is an ally. Especially for helping me escape the wolfman. I just wish I had my abilities back, so I could be useful”

 

He struggled against the chains ferociously, what meager aspect of his mind there was left lashing out in a blind fury at his far too tight containment.
If he was contained, how on earth would he be able to gorge himself on such appetizing flesh? THE KIND THAT WAS RUNNING AWAY.
Despite the power of his thrashes, his strength was not what many would consider superhuman. However, it was not normal, either. The human brain possessed a remarkable amount of failsafes and barriers, features designed to prohibit the overuse and subsequent damage of muscles within the body. When the average man exercised, he gradually damaged his muscles by adding excess pressure than normal - not enough to damage the muscle beyond repair, but enough to change the definition of "normal" for the muscles, so that when they reformed they were adequately capable of handling the new workload.
When a man without the brain faculties (long since stripped away) to be consciously aware of muscle damage as well as the ability to regenerate from seemingly anything worked his body beyond the point of no return, the results were... in a word, drastic.

A particularly violent wrench tore his arm right out of its socket, dislocating it and crushing the bones within, sending shards of bone shredding across his muscular structure. The pain was dimmed by his current panic, as he could feel the chains getting tighter, and tighter, and tighter...
Then, with a horrible grrrrch - ping, they snapped off his right arm. Then, with a snap, they came off his left.
His arms were now grotesquely large, huge thick pale limbs like an albino gorilla. Raw muscle showed through tears in the flesh that swiftly healed.
Hurling the remainder of the chains away, he slammed the ground in a frenzy of hunger, failing to notice the lampost that toppled from the inpact, or the concrete that had buckled under the blow. He saw blood on the floor, from the man who had chained him, and the gory grisly ghoul staggered after the scent like a mutated bloodhound, heading straight towards the warehouse.