Chapter 3

Nikolai had been resting for what seemed like an eternity until he heard a slight rustling sound next to him. He glanced to his right to find that a muscular looking man with blonde hair was rousing in his sleep. His eyes suddenly shot wide open and he began to struggle against his restraints.

"What the hell…" "Where am I?" the man asked.

"I figured I would ask you the same question," Nikolai retorted. "What is your name friend?"

"First off we're not friends, and secondly the name is Tank Dempsey."

"Ehh whatever you say," Nikolai dismissed.

Tank stopped speaking to Nikolai and sat there in disbelief. He couldn't believe that a strong and independent marine such as he could be caught up in a situation where he would be restrained to a cot and having no recollection of how he got there. Opposite him he could hear another person struggling with their own restraints.

"Hey do you know where we are at?" Tank asked.

The man could only give a curt shake of his head. Tank noticed that the man was wearing an imperial Japanese uniform. He carefully noted the fact that the man next to him could very well be allied with the German forces. Tank was far from being thrilled at that aspect.

"My name is Takeo Masaki." The Japanese man replied.

"Wonderful I'm Tank and that man next to me is Nikolai, now that we are all acquainted and sipping tea from our porcelain china, how about we figure out how to get the hell outta here?"

Nikolai spoke up, "Well it won't be easy comrade. There are Germans running around this place and I'm willing to bet that they're all bat shit crazy."

Tank chuckled and soon enough Dr. Richtofen walked through the double doors.

"All right dearies. I see zhat you have all voken up and are ready to play operation," the doctor playfully sang.

Richtofen was pleased to see that all of his test subjects were awake and ready to begin. Finally he can see about using the new neutralized batch of the element 115 and steadily observe the affects. He can only hope that this injection will build up the soldiers' DNA and make it more superior to protect against infections, diseases, and major wounds. Richtofen leisurely walked past the foot of their beds and his boots made solid thud noises when they came in contact with the tile floor. It made the trio of soldiers weary about the doctor's next move. They all saw that the doctor carried a metal tray within his hands. Edward set the tray on the counter across from where the beds were located. On the tray were three syringes filled with a slightly, glowing, green substance. This was the moment of truth he thought. Time to see if this could mean something way more substantial than previous experiments. The doctor took the first syringe and strode to the bed that Takeo occupied. Takeo started to struggle and broke into a cold sweat.

"Now, now, my Freunde, zhis will help you relax und zhere is no use fighting it," Richtofen explained.

He gently rolled up the sleeve on Takeo's uniform and injected the serum in the vein in his arm. Takeo started to relax and soon dosed off to a peaceful sleep. Dr. Richtofen did the same for both Nikolai and Tank who were less submissive and more verbally opposed to the injections. Afterwards, Edward stepped back to admire his handy work, and satisfied with the results decided to once again leave the operating room to retire for the night in his personal quarters.

On his way to the room he couldn't help but to think about the American with the blonde hair. When Edward made eye contact with him his electric blue eyes seemed to see right through him. He wasn't unsettled by the American even though he looked like an over powered brute. All in all it would be in the best interest of others that he definitely keeps a watchful eye on him. Just one single mistake can lead this whole operation crashing down to the ground and that would be categorized as failure. Edward could never accept failure and must do his best to improve his research, but for now it was obligatory that he take notes on today's endeavors and try to get some sleep despite the fact that the voices in his head never slept at night…