Chapter 1
Space Colony ARK
Mighty's ship made a soft landing in the lower docks. He jumped down from the cockpit. He was wearing a pair of crimson red boots and white gloves, the rims covered by armor circlets. He took in a breath and looked around at the deserted hangar. He was still wondering why he had been sent here in the first place.
Since leaving the Chaotix, he had taken up a mercenary like career, going on odd jobs for whoever signed the check. Unlike his friends, who did something rather similar, he was willing to do anything asked.
Suddenly, one of the silver ovals on his left glove began to glow. He pressed on it and spoke into. "I just arrived. Now, can you tell me exactly what it is I'm supposed to be doing on this outdated space center?"
"Of course, Mighty." he spoke in a scratchy voice, one which was obviously being changed. "I need you to head to Research Lab 3, Block 4d."
"And exactly what is it that's special enough for you to pay 20 grand for?"
"Oh, you'll find that out once you get there."
"Whatever. Mighty, out." he hit the oval again and let his hand fall back to his side. "I need to start a no intergalactic travel policy." he walked towards the nearby exit and began to head for the research area. He tried to imagine what could be so important. After the ARK incident a few months back, the place had been stripped of everything by the military. What could be left?
He soon came to the research area. He looked at the map of the area hanging from the wall and located Block 4d. When he arrived, however, he found the door was locked. It also seemed to have been struck with something, as if someone had been trying to get in. He hit the oval and began to talk into it. "The door is shut, and it seems pretty indestructible."
"Just tap on the door in a sequence that sounds like the Darth Vader thing. You know, 'dun-dun-dun dun-dadun, dun-dadun.'"
"You're not serious, right." the line was silent. Mighty sighed before taping it out on the door. As soon as he finished, the door, actually, the multiple doors, began to open. When they finished, he walked into the next room and gasped at what he saw. There was a large tank, and inside it was what appeared to be Biolizard. Of course, Mighty had no clue exactly what it was, since he had never actually seen the Biolizard. "What the hell is that thing?"
"The Biolizard." came his employer's voice. "It is one of the greatest creatures ever invented, now just one of a kind."
"Whatever it is, I'm sorry to say I won't be able to bring this thing to you."
"Oh, don't worry about that. That was never the plan for you."
"What are you-agh." his answer came from the needle now buried into the back of his left leg. Ten more were preparing to come at him, but he ripped the one in him out and began to run out of the room. The needles shot after him, but he was able to out run them. When he reached the hangar, he slammed the small door shut behind him and began panting. He shouted into the oval, "What the hell was that!" But he got no answer. "Damn it."
He climbed back into his ship and looked at his leg. There was a small trickle of blood, which he stopped with his finger. Other than that, it seemed okay. He sat back and sighed. "New policy two. Face to face contact required before any missions." he fired up the engines and, after a final look at the hangar, took off.
Meanwhile, back in the lab, the computers were coming to life.
Mighty the Armadillo DNA acquired.
Transmogrification of Biolizard commencing.
The creature then began to glow, its shape starting to change.