Experimentals

"So you want to volunteer to find the project by yourself?"

Zenma paused in thought.
What is he planning? I would've thought the databank on the main terminal would have been enough to satisfy his hunger for knowledge. Now he wants to volunteer himself to finding the project on his own?

"Wait you think you can communicate with that thing?"
Leonard seemed surprised that someone has an ability similar to his own.

"I would be in your debt if you do this for us."
Zenma started to walk towards the barricade, it looked like he wasn't going to stop looking for his lost man.

"I'm going out to search for my missing man, it's unlikely he'll survive long by himself but I have to try. If you have any further questions direct it to Leo. Leo, your in charge here. Make sure our guests are well...accounted for."

Leonard didn't need any clarification. The "guests" were led here for this dangerous mission. It was unlikely they would be willing to help without compensation.
"We need any information you guys can find. I'll be here to save it for us to review later. The doctor and his team are the only ones that can make use of the research stored here. That is unless you rather return to the island lab and ask them to process it nicely. I think they would rather strap you to a chair."

Leonard frowned as he remembered the pain of the experiments
"For what it's worth, we're not like them. Whatever we make won't break you, it's not that stuff they put into you. The doctor prefers a "less is more" approach. You'll have to ask him for more details. This is the most we can offer you, the fruits of our own research. Take it or leave it, it's up to you. I'll understand if you don't trust us."

Leonard looked at the imposing features of the man that volunteer to meet the project.
"If you can control that thing, who knows what secrets we can learn from it. For the doctor, that would be the best revenge against the lab."

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Don't interact with Zenma or the missing soldier. Leonard will answer any remaining questions but I think I wrapped up what I can at the moment.

 

OOT I'm back for who the hell knows how long.
Her first reaction was to slap him across the face.
"How the hell aren't you dead!"
"Xavier. He used plastic surgery and memory transference on one of our random subjects. Thank god they took that as bait. But Xavier just thought I was being paranoid and didn't do it himself."
The same memory manipulation that he had used on her. All the things she felt for him were fake. The tears, her concern, even the rage she felt when she slapped him. None of it was real.
"What do we do now?"
"Well now we need to know if the labs were targeting us or if it was Just that one Doctor."
"My guess it was just him or his laboratory, so we should be safe to go back but just in case stay behind me.
The slowly went through the city, attracting stares as even with the new change of clothes was still covered in blood. When they finally reached the foot of the lab Locks waved his I.D on the scanner.
It beeped several times. "ACCESS DENIED, OWNER OF THIS ID IS DECEASED"
The beeping grew louder and a swarm of guards ran out but when they saw him they instantly recognized them. Locks restrained them all with chains and and walked through the door.
He went to his lab and found that it had already been cleaned. However non of his furniture was removed not even his nameplate. He immediately contacted the The elites that were in the lab at the time. Only 3 bothered to show up and of course they were the three that Locks didn't know the name of.
"Xavier's dead. Probably the closest thing I had to a friend."
"Since when do you care about friends. Were going to skip you past your half year of mentoring seeing as your mentor is dead and all other Elites are occupied with their own projects."
"Your free to go back to your business as usual."
"Your not going to question why I'm alive, Why Xavier's dead, nothing at all."
"Well we have an idea of the culprit but nothing is certain. Now, your on level with the rest of the doctors as an equal so go experiment or something."
"Fine."
Once back in Locks' room he told grace to wait here while he went out. He wandered into the city in full lab gear. He brought one guard with him, but that guard was there just to carry materials for Locks to fight with.
"Lets' see if we can find some fun in this city. Seems everyone is rebelling around here and trying to play hero. I guess that makes The Laboratory the Villain. I like to think myself neutral."
"Yes sir."
"I hate to repeat Xavier but I see what he means now. Sir is a Horrible nickname. And respect never gets you anywhere in the world. So Just call me Locks."
"Yes Sir.. uh Locks. Also I've been reported as head guard of you division."
"My Division?"
"Well as an Elite Doctor, you receive the ability to head your own projects and order around other lower level Doctors. Your Division is the wing of the laboratory that you own for your experiments. That Lab in your room is for your personal use."
"I'm liking this position. Also I approve you as Head Guard. But I wanna experiment on you is that fine?"
"Sorry Sir... Uh Locks. Your not allowed to experiment on me without my consent. "
"Well I'm asking for your consent."
"..."
"I'll just bring it up later. Now how bout we go play with these heroes."

 

Stalk got up, and walked to the door. "Any questions in particular you want me to ask it?" he inquired politely.

 

“While stalk goes and has fun with the project, I’ll make my way to the main terminal. Stalk, once you get done with it, meet back here so we can go over the data. I hope to find some stuff of interest on it. In case stuff does go wrong, I’ll be ready to fight necessary. I’ll let you go first, I’d rather not get tangled up with this. And try to keep it away from the terminal room, I would rather not like to lose this data.” Zach said and headed out towards the main room.

 

"Well there might be. It seems the labs of today and the labs of back then share one thing in common. They don't like to admit that pet projects have broken free and escaped. It's likely the lab computers would have deleted those kinds of records. I'm thinking that as the last remaining experiment present in this lab there might be a chance that it knows of other escaped experiments during it's time. Well it's just a thought, quite frankly I'll be amazed if you can get it to communicate, much less calm it down"

Seeing how the group was about to split up and leave, Leonard realized he never did get all their names.

Oh well, hopefully they'll survive this. The doctor seems to be planning something for all the escaped experiments. I just wish he would let me read his mind on what it is.

 

With a Devilish smile twisted across his face Locks walked through town, examining civilians.
"Not her, not him. Not him either."
"Locks what are you doing?"
"Well obviously looking for something to play with."
"Play with?"
The guard was slightly unnerved by both the actions and expression exhibited by Locks. Mayby the death of the doctor had affected him somehow?
"I want a drink. You want a drink? We're going to get a drink."
"Locks i must respectably tell you that you are underage so you can't drink."
"I know that, I just want a soda. Brain fuel."
The walked into a bar. When he was about to be ushered out due to his age he simply flashed his badge and they let him sit down.
"Now to wait for something enjoyable to happen."

 

Stalk smiled and left the room, travelling down the corridors towards the tangle of vines and roots that marked the territory of Project Amazon.
The moment he passed the threshold, the vines sprang up, wrapping around him, moving to dislocate and tear him limb from limb - but the moment even one of them touched his flesh, they all fell back, seemingly studying him. Stalk gently tugged off a glove and touched a vine.
WHO ARE YOU....LITTLE MAN....YOUR TASTE IS.... REPUGNANT....
Stalk nearly fell over from the sheer mental pressure he hadn't been fully expecting. He closed his eyes and began to follow the vine back towards its source, the thicket of vines parting to let him pass. The area soon lost all traces of humanity around him as he walked and if not for the fact he knew he was in a consumed underground facility, he would have sworn blind he was in a dense rainforest. The air was thick with the stench of chlorophyll.
After five minutes of walking, he came out upon a catwalk, above what he presumed to be the base laboratory where Project Amazon had been grown. Down in the room below was a truly monstrous plant, easily the size of a house, a mess of black and red angry-looking tendrils. Then out of the center, a great maw, snapping at the air as though it could see him staring down at it. Several tendrils wrapped around his waist and lifted him up, dangling him above the gaping mouth.
Stalk swallowed. "Oh dear..."

 

Zach went deeper into the main area, and as luck would have it, not many of the vines were left in the area. He saw the corridor, and headed down towards the bigger area. The tendrils were starting to move a bit, so Zach fused some of the wall to his arm, and formed a blade on it. He cut through the vines, and made his way to the room. The door was covered in the vines, so Zach made a few slashes, and cut through them. Just as he was about to open the door, a vine whipped out at him, and caught him on his leg, dragging him down. Zach managed to cut it off, and then he noticed it. A whole swarm of vines was right above the room, and they were moving towards him fast.

Zach put his arm to the floor, and concentrated. He could feel the energy of the metal, and energy of the monster plant as well. The plant was drawing on the energy that was going through the lab, and somehow converting it into energy for itself. But what really intrigued him was something running through the metal, which seemed almost familiar. He let that energy flow, and formed spikes in the walls and floor around him. The spikes jutted out, and impaled the vines, shredding them in an instant.

“That takes care of the problem. Now for this area.”

Zach fused the door to his arm, and collapsed it. Once he got in, the room was breathtaking. While only a few monitors were working, the data and information screens were glowing with an eerie, yet beautiful light blue. He found a hard drive, and entered into it. Since most of it was on lockdown, he couldn’t really do much. Zach then looked further into some of the data screens, and then he noticed it. The room he was in was only a remote terminal area, not the main one. The data he needed would be in the main one, and he had a bad feeling about where that one was.

“Well Stalk, I guess we both have to deal with this monster. Not a fun idea.”

Zach exited from the room, and headed towards the mass of vines. Keeping his guard up, he froze when he came into the main area of the vines. As he went further, a tension in the air was getting stronger, Project Amazon truly had taken over this place. Zach saw some of the vines coming at him, and he managed to cut the away. He kept going further, and saw the massive overgrowth that had taken over the area. It was like a rainforest from hell, and when Zach went further, he saw the horrendous thing. It was a huge plant, about the size of a house, the center of it was gaping and had razor plants as teeth. Looking up, he saw that Stalk had been captured by it.

“This thing is ugly as hell. Stalk, I’m going to go and try to cut through these vines. Getting to the plant itself may be tricky, but I should be able to manage. Plus, the main data terminal is down near that plant.”

The vines were coming at him, and Zach barely managed to cut through them before more came in waves. Fighting them off was a pain in the ass, and he didn’t know if he could fight them all off. Zach them remembered the technique he tried once before with the blades. It was a stretch, but if he could pull it off, it would give him a fighting chance.

Zach knelt down, and put his hand on the metal of the catwalk. He concentrated, and tapped into the energy that was around the room. He then let that energy flow around him, and visualized blades forming from the metal. The blades formed, and they came to him. He held two in his hand, while three floated around him.

“I’m going to hope that this gives me a fighting chance. I’ll do my best to get you out from there, then we should be able to get the data from the main server.” Zach said, and he charged towards the plant.

 

Stalk gripped the tendril hard and instantly his mind flashed with the power of the mind he was attempting to converse with. It was like trying to lift a car with his mind with each word he formed, but he whispered into the plant's mind.
Peace... I mean you no harm... let me down...
WHY ARE YOU HERE...?
I'm here to talk to you... see if we can find common ground...
NO MORE FIRE... NO MORE WEAPONS... NO MORE CAGES...
I swear to you, no more cages. We're equals, you and I. Let us talk as equals.
...
The plant lowered Stalk down in front of Zach, halting his advance. "Zach," he said softly, "put the blades down. Please..."

 

Zed rubbed leah's head softly. With a saddened look he said, "I know, I know. They did something to me too." Zed looked at her face, she was scared, "Were in this together." He took his hand off her head and let it drop to his side. With a small thought of what was said before the serious atmosphere, he nodded and said. "Yeah, I guess you can call us 'friends'."

 

Zed's eyes turned back to blood shot red.
"They gave me more shadows in a way and to answer your other question."
He turns his face to John, expecting an answer.
*sigh* "Well, we could always start with 'how the hell are we going to get out of this box' before we can do squat."
Zed looks around and starts to squint his eyes, the light made him feel like he was losing his energy.
"It's also too bright."

 

There was a whirring sound, and a door leading to a car park opened out of one side of the room.
"We'll keep in touch," Throne's voice said distantly from the speakers. "Take care of yourselves."
There was a click, and the speakers became mute again, the way to the outside clear.

Throne sat back, Gevaudan and Half staring at her. Before they could say a word she put her hand up. "If anyone asks me why I did that, I will kill them myself."
They left her alone and she put her head in her hands. Not her head... not her hands... a rueful smile crossed her face. Guess I'm still more human than the monsters that did this to us.

 

"No, I really don't have another place to go."
Zed looks at the opened doors, thinking. He glances at John. John just staring at door seems to be irritated. John looks at Zed and smiles putting up the thumbs up.

You've got to be fucken kidding me. Oi, other me what do you think? eh? Uhhhh, ask Leah, she probably wants some ice cream that is in the truck. Are you serious? What? Just thinking about our little sister. 100% it is a trap. 100% that she might want some ice cream . You know I can feel you smiling. Yuck, just go get the ice cream already man. If we die, I blame you.

*sigh*
Zed turns to Leah
"Want some ice cream?"

 

"You want to get as far away from this place as you can?"
Well? Well, let's move. If she wants to get away as far as possible, than lets go. *sigh* I wanted ice cream. You idiot.
"Right we move, lets go."
John moved up to Zed and asked him.
"You know, it might be a trap."
Zed slightly turned his head, showing one of his eyes were white.
"Don't worry we know."
He turned to Leah.
"Come on, lets go."

 

OOT: This is still around. That's crazy. Anyone else feel like restarting it?

 

OOT: Not sure if we should start a reboot thread, or if we should continue running in this one. Anyway, here I go.

Name: Waffles
Sex: Female
Age: 17
Experimental Change: Gene Spliced with a Tiger Shark

intro will come in a bit