"Number 7192 is doing exceedingly well in all tests and exams," a hushed voice whispered in the dark. "It has bypassed many of it's colleagues in combat training, and it's transformations are nearly flawless."
"Is it ready for deployment yet?" A different voice asked, more commanding and husky than the other.
"I believe that, if we speed up it's training, it should be ready within a week. It still needs it's former knowledge of Earth implanted. Without it, the test subject may as well be useless. It also needs it's vaccinations for Earth viruses, which I hear may kill things of mammal origin."
"Hmmm... I see. Is it possible to speed it up any faster?"
"Well, yes... But it may die if we overload it."
"Then don 't overload it," the voice snapped.
"I'll work it as much as possible without killing it."
The first one left, leaving the other in the dark. She snapped her fingers, and brought light into the many-celled hall. She strode down to the middle of the long line, snarls following her as she went. 7190... 7191... 7192. ID: B-L-K-E. This one was the only one that didn't growl or snarl. It sat near the back of it's cell, it's eyes fixed on her, utterly unreadable.
Deep down, she knew it hated her. But it was highly intelligent, even without it's Earth knowledge. It knew that she was in charge, and that filled her with pleasure. She pressed a button on the outside of the cell, making the electrical field go down. But she was still armed with a high-power tool that caused muscles to break down and stop working. The subject stood up, it's many scars on it's arms becoming prominent. It's long black hair had lost the sheen it had held when they first picked it up, but it's eyes held the same sharp intelligence, enhanced with hyper vigilance.
"Come with me, Number 7192."
The hybrid followed her out, eyes fixed on her.