Long hallways stretched along well beyond her capacity of sight. The walls were white, lifeless, huh, what a morose work place, but it did look like a research facility so Isabella shrugged and let it pass. What she did predict, though, were and dull hours. The tall blonde that skittered along before her didn't help. Ugh, she was so out of shape. Keeping up with her so called guide whose name she failed to remember was a major strain to her muscles. But then hey, who needed a gym when you had such a workout at work. She chuckled at herself quietly not to attract the lady's attention. The last thing she needed was a bad impression. You know what they say, 'last hired , first fired'. Not that she needed the job, but still, if she failed to find a job people would wonder from where the money kept coming in. The answer would give her a one way ticket to Cray-Cray land, aka a mental asylum. The blond chick snapped her fingers in front of her, almost gauging out one eye, but she guessed it did the think because it shook Isa right out of her muddled thoughts. "I...I'm sorry." She stammered, embarrassed to have been caught in such a pensive moment. "You were saying...?" Isabella supplied in rushed tone.

The blonde was probably in her mid-fifties and had thick vein on her forehead, which, not surprisingly had started to pulse steadily. Yep, definitely not a good sign. " I'm sorry ma'am, I am so exited to start!" It was a lie of course, who thought that being a nurse would land her a job in some white labyrinth. It did the trick though, for the scowl on her companion's face dimmed into an impassive face. She looked down at her file and then peeled her face off the sheet of paper to glance at her" miss Trevor" she slurred ticking her glasses up her nose " I see you don't possess the valuable experience we need, but i was assured that you are a fast learner. I understand that you have already signed the no-disclosure policy contract and have allowed us to have your house searched. Excellent. As I am assured you were informed, these are necessary measured we must take to insure your trust". Isabella smiled grimly. She needed to be reminded why the hell she had accepted. Oh yes, bingo. No job. "Yes ma'am" she muttered sarcastically.

"Please call me Mrs Evans and we have arrived" she nodded curtly and opened a door at her left. Isabella gasped as she rounded the corner and spotted a very large, very handsome, very...naked man. He was chained to the wall and his shoulders and head sagged forward. Mrs Evans didn't seem to notice her reaction as she halted a few feet away from him. She motioned for Isabella to follow and handed her a badge on which it was an inscription "technician Isabella Trevor" . "Your job will be to draw blood samples and patch them up after the trials. They are to precious to die. You are not to view him as a person. He is no better than a lab rat. You may address him as 696. Am I making myself clear?!" Mrs Evans shrieked at the last sentence. Isabella stared for a moment then blinked in rapid succession "yes ma'am..." she cleared her throat "ugh Mrs Evans". "Excellent. You may get started".

After Mrs Evans left the room Isabella inched closer and studied the bulky form. He was tall, she couldn't estimate how tall, but enough for her to know that she would be intimidated were he to stand upright. Not able to contain her curiosity she combed his hair to the side. His nose twitched and his eyes fluttered open. Her hand stilled and she sucked in a breath. They were beautiful. Green with flecks of gold. They flicked upon her face as she studied him. His cheekbones were pronounced and he had a flatter nose and plush lips, but there was nothing feminine about them. He looked unusual. Where had she seen this before. He looked helluva familiar. Then it hit her. Damn, he was New Species.

She pulled away as if she had been burned. He growled low in his throat. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, porca miseria, porca puttana, fuck" Isa cursed pacing around the room. She then remembered a presence and scurried to his side and then raised her hand, but hesitated. "May I touch you?" she inquired " I know it might be uncomfortable, I know I hate being touched but...I...I need to see if you're okay" He said nothing, just kept staring at her intently. "ummm. Can you speak? I understand if you don't want to and stuff but I'd really appreciate if you answered. I mean I'd hate being touched by someone, especially without my permission. I'm not exactly a germophobe, but close enough, you see..." she suddenly realised she was rambling and flushed, or at least tried. Her dark skin didn't allow much of that. "I'm sorry 696" She lowered her voice "I just wanted a job, but after seeing this I need to help" He growled once more, louder this time. "You lie" he bellowed and pushed against the chains trying to get free. She grabbed a syringe and pretended to examine it. " I think I shouldn't be telling you this" she stopped unsure, but deciding against it continued " You have rights. The NSO stands for New Species Organization. They are your people and have escaped, or rather liberated. You will not be a prisoner anymore. I never planned to play the hero, but nor did I plan to get a job here" Isa huffed, seemingly out of breath. "I know you don't believe me and you obviously have no reason to, but please. Just listen" she whispered once more. He snarled this time, baring his long fangs, canine, she guessed. "You are all liars. Filthy humans! Once I get my hands on you I will tear you up". Isabella sighed and run her hands through her dark curls frustrated. She never wanted to attract attention to herself, but it was her fist day, and let's be realistic, she didn't know shit about the facility. The only reason she even considered freeing them was because there was no way out. She couldn't quit nor alert the police and if she stayed here mauling these people she's end up in jail. Not that it didn't touch her empathy seeing him in this state, but she was too afraid to consider anything else. She would much rather get this over with, but the guy was not very responsive, scratch that, he WAS responsive just not the way she hoped. It was understandable for him not to trust humans, but damn it. She glanced up and run her gaze over the surveillance camera buried in the corner. She focused on her fingertips until they tingled and watched as the apparatus began to fume. Bingo she thought. "Okay dude, look I disabled the camera, but they are bound to notice" He looked at her mockingly " Really? YOU disabled it? May I ask why? Did you use a magic trick up your sleeve? " He roared it laughter, although it was sour and dry. "I might be an animal, but I'm not stupid" his laughter died and was replaced by contempt. She narrowed her eyes . "Says the enhanced human. Everything is possible darling' and I'm going to prove it to you".

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