Ok you landlubbers. Kastel here. First story and I don't think anyone's gone with this plot before. If they have then I just haven't found those stories. Please enjoy. I hope.

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Prologue

The Baron paced the width of the small island as the experiment continued with its final moments. He listened half heartedly to the screams he'd grown used to coming from the young man. The screams from this subject had begun nearly a year ago, surprising all the KG and himself. For the first year the cities merciful ruler had found it odd, and disturbing how the boy had squirmed, and writhed in pain with out so much as a squeal. It didn't matter the pain he was receiving, or how long he was under for the day, he never once made a sound. At first Praxis had thought it was the defiance he saw in the kids eyes-his way of saying he wouldn't give up, and wouldn't give him the privilege of hearing a scream. He had seen it as amusing to watch someone try to defy him. But like everyone else the boy would crack.

A week had gone by, but the boy never once shrieked. Errol had then explained that the boy seemed to be a mute as the prison KG reported him never making any noise like the others before had. It unnerved him. He could see the pain and the anguish in the boy's eyes, and the silent screams in his mouth. It was a frightening sight, he would admit. And it disgusted him to see his commander revel in it.

So imagine his, and everyone else's, surprise when D-41 howled in agony. It had been a normal session. Then Praxis heard a sound like a gurgle break the silence. It was quiet, but rough. Errol's first thought was that it was the machine. After turning it off and giving it a full diagnosis he found nothing wrong. So they tried again, with the same response, but instead of a gurgle it resembled more of a growl. It was hoarse, deep, and kept growing in volume to resemble something else. In fact, they thought it sounded an awful lot like a man. And that's when it dawned on them. It was a man. Their mute lab-rat was screaming now. After nearly the entire days experiment the low growl had become a horrific scream. He thought the silence had been unsettling, but this scream even now after nearly a year disturbed him

He stared down at the subject as the dark eco injection ended. The boy his guards had brought in was no more. The child like face was replaced by a hardened man with a small green goatee. His long spiky blond hair had become nappy, and grown long enough to bend backward. The young mans muscles had grown as well, making the Baron wonder exactly what he did the rest of the day. He was lean, but showed an obvious strength. The most drastic change was the boy's eyes. Two years ago they had been warm, and showed all his emotions. Now they were cold and distanced. The only emotions he could see were anger and hate.

He eagerly listened for the computer as he watched Errol type in the commands for retracting the machine. "Life signs steady. Health exceeds normal Elvin immune system, and dark eco channeling abilities at maximum capacity." The feminine voice chimed in their long pointy ears.

Baron Praxis grinned broadly at the success of the project. He didn't care that they had made it up to D with one hundred failures each letter before this boys capture. He didn't even care that this would be the only success of the project because this was a one man army. As of late it had taken nearly fifty guards just to strap him down, let alone retrieve him from the cell. Now according to the data screen his strength and capability had nearly quadrupled.

"It seems our expectations have been exceeded my lord." Errol turned with a malicious grin to speak to the Baron. "I believe it's time to utilize our weapon."

Praxis walked over to the table restraining his weapon. He mused that the only reason it actually did its job was that the occupant was either unconscious or too weak to break free after ever session. Today it seemed he was wide awake and ready to pounce, so to ensure his own safety all automated and hand held weapons were aimed at the table.

He wanted to laugh at the poor fool. But feeling the intense hatred in the cold cerulean eyes, he thought out his words carefully.

"You'd like nothing more then to kill me I'm sure, but, it would be in both our interests if you were to accept my proposal."

"Sorry," His voice was rough from lack of use but deep. It was also cocky. "But you're not exactly my type."

Rage filled the Baron's eyes as mirth filled the boy's. A snicker was heard by one of the guards and Errol signaled another to shoot the unfortunate recruit in the head. The boy didn't even take notice of the KG's demise as he kept his focus on the Baron as he had grabbed him by the scruff of his clothing. "You think you're funny? Keep laughing now and see what you get! Life in a cage!" He released him and began to circle D-41.

In a much calmer voice with a great amount of smugness, "But that can change. There's a war going on I'm sure your well aware of. The Metalheads are gaining power and finding ways into the city. I could release you. But only if you pledge me allegiance and fight them. With your new found abilities it should be easy. You'll have free roam of the city, and I'll even give you an entire squadron of KG to command. Of course, first sign of disloyalty you make and they have orders to shoot you on sight. It's your choice of course. But do remember how you live right now. It would be much better living conditions if you just say yes."

The city ruler ended his speech as he finally stopped circling his prisoner and stood in front of the blond awaiting an answer. Silence resumed for many minutes before he spoke. His sky colored eye's were colder than ever, but betrayed no emotion. At last he spoke with a glare. "I'll be able to go outside? Go where I want?" The head of state nodded. "Real food, bed?" Another nod. "And all I have to do is kill a few Metalheads?" The Baron smiled this time. After a moment a wicked grin grew on his little weapons face. "Just give me clothes and a gun."

After a few commands and precautions the metal restraints released and the soon to be KG was escorted to a room to change into better clothes, and then to a transport to the palace. There he and Errol would be waiting, trusting his guards to keep the boy in line. He would receive his KG squad, first assignment, and quarters. Of course they both knew not to trust him. That's why an entire squadron of twenty-five would report all his doings to Errol and himself. Also all KG would be given orders to be wary of this single elf, and kill him if need be.

The Baron felt like a kid again opening a present. Praxis wanted to know what his new toy could do.

So what do ye landlubbers think? Other than too short, I already know that. Please R&R, it helps us authors know what we're doing right and wrong. I might even take suggestions for what should happen next. I'm working on chapter one now so hopefully that won't take long. But I am in the process of moving so my computer might get disconnected first, so don't yell at me. REVIEW MATIES! Please?