An alarm sounded. It was long, screeching, and loud. Very loud. The reason for this alarm was a certain absence of life forms in tank O101.
The green glass was smashed, and there was clear water everywhere.
The guards were doing exactly what they had been trained to do in this situation. They were guarding every section of the facility.
The glass was smashed outwards- the subject had escaped.
Then again, that was probably the wrong word. The subject was so powerful, he probably woke up and sneezed to do this.
Actually, this is completely false. The subject did what normal people did when they woke up in a strange unknown tank. He panicked.

One guard turned to the other and started speaking urgently. "Which subject was it?"
"O101 I think" the other one replied, only a slight note of fear in his voice.
This particular guard was dead five minutes later, so there isn't much point in describing him in to much detail, but we can say he looked a lot like the other guards.
He wore a fully black suit, with a dark green visor. He held an illogically large gun, which he was not so much holding as supporting.
He didn't pretend to know what was going on, but he did know that whatever escaped would be too strong for him to beat alone.
Then, without another thought, he died.
He fell face first onto the floor, a rather large hole in his chest. The hole was caused by a fist, poking out of the hole.
"Hey, where am I? What's this stuff which is leaking from you?" a child, possibly thirteen, said.
He looked kind of absent minded, in his black jumpsuit. It wasn't a particularly good jumpsuit anyway, but he didn't seem to mind about that. He didn't look like a fashion guy anyway- you could tell from his black pudding basin haircut.
He wasn't even wearing shoes for gods sake. However, there was an air around him that made you think that the best place to observe his actions would be from the next universe.
No, the living guard thought, it was the fact that he has his fist through his teammates stomach. Yes, that was it.
Definitely a social downer. He started at shock at the mass of internal organs piling over the floor. It made him sick.
However, he was dead too, so his thoughts were not the best ideas in the galaxy.
O101 looked at the two people who he had killed. "Damnit, I killed him." he frowned. He didn't try too, he just died in one punch. That was kind of depressing, the thought that escaping would be EASY.
A bullet hit him straight in the skull. He turned around, rubbing the bruised area.
"Whats the big idea?" he said, picking the bullet out of his hair. It had not drawn blood.
The guard gave a small yelping noise, then a slightly larger scream as the bullet was thrown back at him.
The young figure walked away, leaving the man in his own private world of pain.
He walked up to the black door with the dark green lining, with black walls surrounding it, and green lights, with black light covers on the ceilings and green corners, with black keypads.
The lack of variation in the colours hurt the eyes. He didn't bother with a code, and kicked the lock into multiple pieces.
It seemed to work, as the door opened. He strolled through.
Look at this young boy, relatively normal height and width, if a little short, with neck length black hair, and green eyes. He seemed like a pretty average person all in all. Apart from the blood and internal organs dripping off of his arm. Perfectly normal.
He looked around the new room, and got three bullets in the chest for his trouble. They kind of stung, but he needed to look around for the progression of the story, so he would deal with them later.
The room was much like the other in colour-scheme, but this was more focused around the large computer in the middle of it.
It seemed to have some form of retina scanner in it.
That was another bullet to his leg.
He saw that the screen was waiting for some kind of recognition of that would allow the user to activate it fully- oh for PETE'S SAKE! How many times will they shoot him before he finishes observing the room?
He walks over to one of the three guards who had shot him multiple times. He swung a fist at his head, which came clean off. He then turned to the other guard, grabbing the gun from his hand, and looking into his eyes. "Stop that!" he said angrily, snapping the gun in two.
The guard ran for the retina scanner, and then the alarms got louder. The boy walked up to the computer, and pushed the guard into the wall with one shove. The wall was about five feet away.
After a couple of seconds of tapping, he had shut down the alarms, and opened three other pods somewhere in the vicinity. At least that was what it had said, he just hit the keys randomly. He wondered who were in the pods. Then he wondered how to fix that bloody letter pad. He had completely wrecked it, so he threw it at the final guard, who fainted before it even hit him, and walked on.
He encountered minor distractions on his way to where the screen had said one of the pods had opened. He was not pleased with what he saw.

A/N: While this does not contain any Homestuck references yet, they will come. Revealing as little as possible, they don't play the game like other people do. Please review and follow if you like it! -Creator