Prologue
"Move it." One of the robotic replacements ordered, and then shoved me toward the 'execution' room. I was to be 'put down' quote the good director of this freaking facility. Did they think I was a dog or something? Well that was kind of true…
I already knew, every lupine-human hybrid was already exterminated by now. I was the only lose end to tie off.
I was wondering how they'd do it. Judging from the dark and morbid hallway that led to my, oh so wonderful death, I guessed between the electric chair and the gas chambers. Either way I was dead as a door nail.
We stopped at two metal doors that opened sideways like in Star Trek. My robo-pal jabbed me with the stock of his semi-automatic laser rifle. I hesitated but obeyed before it got the pleasure of doing it again.
I walked in to the room that surprisingly looked more like a movie theater then an execution room. Scientists were seated around a huge see through box. It seemed harmless till I spotted what looked like shower heads. It was a gas chamber.
I kept walking forward. The scientists were looking at me. Some seemed to shake their heads in what seemed like disappointment. Others just seemed bored. What? My immanent death wasn't a good enough show for them? I was a successful experiment
Another Eraser looking robot opened the door to the chamber; the one behind me shoved me into it. I stumbled in but kept my balance and turned to look at my audience. There were two guards at all sides of what now I could see rectangular shaped prison. All of them unmoving, emotionless, like statues.
One of the two in front lifted its robotic paw to a box a foot away from the door. It unhooked a latch and lifted the lid, slowly like in movies, then started typing a password into a built in keyboard. I started hearing the shower heads hiss like vipers ready to strike.
Now would be a perfect time to panic, if you weren't me.
One
As the chamber filled with yellow gas, I quickly held my breath and closed my eyes to avoid serious damage. I had about five minutes, before I needed air. I needed a plan. If I charged at a wall, I would be shot, plus lose more of my air. Dang it! If only I had a gun. Oh wait, I "am" a gun.
I raised my hand and pointed my palm to the sky and concentrated all my energy into it. Though my eye lids I could see the light coming from my hand. I then pushed all that concentrated mutant energy out of my hand and fired it like a flair gun, but much faster and much much hotter.
Then I realized the gas was flammable. The immediate explosion singed my clothes a bit and made me sweat a little but at least I was alive. I opened my eyes to see that the ceiling was completely melted and the sides were blown off. I saw that the bots were, well gone. The seats were now empty and the scientists were running and screaming for other guards to come and save their butts. Just then i saw a platoon of at least twenty robots were heading my way.
I had to change then. My body started to morph to a more furrier me. I could feel my bones, muscles and joints cracking and growing. Soon enough I was in Eraser form, ready to kill at a moments notice. Now I was stronger, but that wouldn't help me against the robot guards that were coming.
I turned toward the robots and roared loud enough that they fell back on their macanical rears. I jumped into the air and crashed right into three of them and started shreading them to ribons. I could hear every crunch, clunk, and slash i made with my razor sharp claws. I herad the sound of gun shots behind me. I turned around and ran back to the platform that was the base of my cage, i shot up into the air opening my wings anf flew towards the celing.
i threw my hand up and fired another shot, blowing a hole in the roof. I then pooled in my wings and went through it to a moon lit night. Now on the roof, i looked through my hole and saw the guards taking flight. Useing my power, I shot at them a few times, then took off again towards the woods.
I had to lay low for awhile. I needed to get somewhere and hide till morning. If i lived till moing that is.