Doctor Herrington looked in amazement at his new creation. After weeks and weeks of countless experiments, the finished product now sat before him. A shiny dark green shell covered muscly arms and legs. Bright yellow false eyes adorned the rest of the specimen, and sharp mandibles protruded from the creature's mouth. All he had to do was insert the computer chip into the creature's neck and wake it from it's slumber. The chip included instructions for how to enter into the creature's stinglarva form. The stinglarva was based off of Samus Aran's "morph ball" but instead of being metal, when the stinglarva was activated it completely changed the creature's genetic make-up. Allowing it to shapeshift into a larvae form. After procuring a young alien from the galaxy's black market, Doctor Herrington had experimented on it until it became the thing it was today. Herrington had trying to make some sort of a super soldier he could maybe sell to the Galactic Federation or on the galaxy's black market and make a large profit off of it. And now he had made it. All that was left was to wake it up and make sure it was ready. There was money ready to be made.
After many weeks of agony, the good Doctor finally said I was "done". Whatever that meant. Nothing he did could make up for the monster he had turned me into. He operated on me without anesthesia and cared not for my festering wounds. Every waking day promised a new horror and injury. The other day he had inserted a small computer chip into my neck, allowing me to shape-shift. However, unbeknownst to him, the chip also enhanced my anger, hatred, and bloodlust. Making me want to kill anything and everything I could get my hands on. He was finally going to pay. Right now, he thought I was asleep but in actuality I was lying in wait. Waiting for him to get close enough to launch my attack and escape this place once and for all. His hand reached for me and grabbed a wire that was close to my chest. Now! I ripped my arms free of of the wires and bonds and wrapped my fingers around his neck. His face started to turn red and his eyes were bulging as I stood up to my full 6 ft height. Then with uncontainable fury, I threw him into the durasteel door and watched him crumple to the floor, dead, with satisfaction. My next course of action was to find some explosives. I found some in a weapons cache deep within the facility. I piled them up together and set the time. Then I changed into my stinglarva form that I had recently learned how to activate and made my exit. Seconds later the entire building exploded, killing everyone inside. I felt no remorse. They deserved death for what they had done to me. Now though I needed a name. Hmmm how about... Kanden? Yes! Kanden! Then I screamed it to the world,
"MY NAME IS KANDEN AND I WILL KILL YOU ALL!"
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Author's note: Not entirely sure how I feel about this one but I felt I had to get it down and maybe explain a little of how I thought Kanden's past might go. Well, tell me what you thing in the reviews and if I should revise anything.