15 Years Later Mini Chapter: The Elite Twelve Part 1
The Creepy One
A day had passed since S.T.I.N.G.'s semi-victory against Sonic, Sally and Zoe. For the first time since the group had been founded, they had come out to show their hand against the Royal Family. It had ended with Zoe being bugged, something that would come into play when Project: Robius reached its climax, and Castle Acorn being destroyed. The Royal Family had left New Mobotropolis to stay at Soleanna for the time being to deal with the stress of the events that had passed. Scorn knew this and was already planning something big to take advantage of the situation. That was how Scorn worked; he always looked for a way to take advantage of what happened in life, no matter how small.
For now, he was on his way to a special room in his base. This room was marked with the word "Private" above the door. The Robian Scorpion didn't have to abide to that label though. He had every right to be in this private room. So he let himself in and walked up to a glass window just ahead of him. This window was the reason why this room was marked "Private". It was a testing room for experiments for he and Fang to overlook. Being the leaders of S.T.I.N.G., it was their duty to overlook experiments that needed testing and nothing left the room without their approval. If they disapproved, the experiment would be destroyed and reduced to atoms.
Scorn approached the window and peered through it. There was a room on the other side of the window, the very place where experiments were observed, tested and reviewed. Today's experiment was a very, very special case. For this was not the making of a new machine or a new device. This was the testing…of an artificially created Mobian. Scorn considered making robots more fun but had decided to try out this experiment just to see how it worked. After all, it just gave him a new Mobian to roboticize. Plus being a biogenetically made Mobian meant that he had a desperately loyal minion to work with.
He was watching the biogenetically made Mobian now. The Mobian in question was a girl, and a very unusual Mobian too. She was a leech, a rare species on Mobius. The leech girl was orange with black segmented plating on the top of her head, her back and the top of her tail. She had red eyes and red stingers that could easily pass off as dreadlocks to anybody who met this girl. Being a leech, she had fangs and she dressed in a brown dress with black boots and fingerless gloves. The outfit had a Dr. Eggman theme going on, almost making her look like some sort of Eggman cosplayer. It was appropriate that she had that theme in her clothes, for S.T.I.N.G. wanted to stress the point that they worshipped Eggman by making their best minions dress like him.
The Mobian leech was unaware that Scorn was watching her at the moment. She was instead sitting on the floor and grooming a female Mobian dog. The dog had been stripped of her clothes and had a leash attached to a collar around her neck. She had a distant, unfocused look accompanied by lifeless grey eyes and she appeared to have some kind of mark on her shoulder. The mark had been left there when the leech had bitten her. The leech appeared to be treating her like a Mobini dog and not a Mobian. She was scratching her ears and patting her head like an owner with an actual dog.
"Who's a good doggy little Fifi? You are, yes you are!" the leech squealed excitedly.
The Mobian dog didn't seem to object to this treatment, though the leech knew full well that deep inside, it was begging to be freed from the prison that its own consciousness had become thanks to her. The leech then made the Mobian roll over onto her back so she could give it a tummy tickle.
"You're such a good girl!" the genetically, created girl cried, "You're getting big bones as a reward for your behaviour!"
The Mobian only barked like a normal dog would do. Then the leech turned away from the dog and looked over at another Mobian girl. This one was a salamander and a very attractive looking one at that. She had been bitten by the leech too and subjected to what appeared to be mind control, just like the Mobian dog. The salamander wasn't being treated as a pet though, but as a doll, a living life-sized doll. The leech girl had styled the woman's hair, dressed her up and everything. And thanks to her influence, the salamander had no control or any way of resisting this humiliating treatment.
"And you look utterly gorgeous today Suzie-Wuzie!" the Mobian leech exclaimed, "Your hair is wonderful now it's been freshly combed and shampooed! And your dress…man I could pinch your cheeks you look so adorable!"
She then proceeded to do just that. Deep inside, the salamander was crying and begging for this humiliation and violation of her to stop.
"Would you care for some tea Suzie-Wuzie?" the leech girl asked, "Of course you do, you must be parched! Drink up, its mommy's special recipe!"
She then picked up a teapot, an actual teapot and not a toy like what many children would play with, and poured a cup of tea for her doll. Thanks to her influence, "Suzie-Wuzie" sipped some of it. The leech poured some for herself and sniffed, enjoying the scent.
"Aaah, that's what I call good tea S.W." she said gleefully, "You like it? What am I asking your opinion for! I know what it is already! You think yes, yes, yes! You love everything mommy does!"
Scorn had taken all of this in with complete and utter distaste. Seriously, this is what the experiment had resulted in? Creating a great big woman-child who saw the world through the eyes of a toddler?! If this girl wasn't useful to his cause, he would be humiliated to admit he'd created her. Shaking his head, Scorn looked down at a nearby tape-recorder that was on a shelf next to where he was standing and he pressed the record button. The tape reels began to turn and Scorn spoke down at the machine as the recording began.
"S.T.I.N.G. Logs Entry 225. Chief of Experiment: Scorn the Scorpion. Co-Chief of Experiment: Fang the Rattlesnake." he said.
He spoke and sounded like a scientist giving an evaluation at a science fair.
"Subject: Biogenetically created Mobian. Codename: Lyra the Leech.
History of project: When going through the archives of Dr. Eggman, a feat made possible by finding the Death Egg's computer databanks when scouring the wreckage of the doomed vessel, we found some unused plans for a biogenetic creation. We took it upon ourselves to carry out this idea to satisfy scientific curiosities and to create a minion loyal to us and only us. It helps to have at least ONE loyal minion who won't be vulnerable to the possibility of switching sides.
Evaluation: Subject appears to display a child-like mentality, playing with her victims as if they were toys that a child would desire. She either makes her victims her pets or her "dollies". She achieves this by stinging them with her stingers and injecting some kind of venom into the victim that causes they to fall under mind-control. She has to continuously pump them full of the stuff or her control wears off and the victim returns to normal. Very useful for catching soon-to-be-Robians.
The child-like mentality is not acceptable though. It is an anomaly in what is otherwise a pretty satisfactory experiment. The subject is loyal to us and only us and is rather easily satisfied when she desires something. The pros outweigh the cons though so we're going to keep her alive. Lyra the Leech will be very beneficial to our cause, especially since we get to roboticize anybody she doesn't want to play with anymore. She will be great edition to the Elite Eleven, a group I hope to expand to twelve to even things out. She can be the eleventh member, leaving only the twelfth to recruit. I'll test her capabilities by…"
"Hey daddy, who are you talking to?"
Scorn looked up and gasped, startled. Lyra had heard him, only vaguely given the thick glass muffled his words and she wasn't too close to the window to make him out clearly, and was now pressing her face against the window. She seemed innocent enough but Scorn was crept out by this behaviour. Lyra as a whole was pretty creepy. So Lyra could hear him more clearly, Scorn opened the window.
"Um…nobody Lyra." the Robian said feebly.
"You're talking to somebody daddy, I know you are!" the artificially-created specimen snapped.
"I'm not talking to anybody Lyra." Scorn insisted.
"Yes you are! I just heard ya chatting, why ya lying?" Lyra demanded, "Lemme guess…the voices in your head right? You're talking to yourself right?"
"If you want to put it that way…" Scorn muttered under his breath.
"Didn't ya know that talking to yourself is a sign of madness?" the leech giggled teasingly, "Not that I care. Sanity is overrated! Eee, hee, hee, hee! You're like me daddy, you embrace the madness! I really am your daughter aren't I?"
"You're…a valuable comrade." Scorn said, carefully choosing his words, "Now Lyra, please go back to your dollies. Daddy's busy right now."
"OK!" Lyra piped, running back over to her victims.
As soon as she went away from the window, Scorn closed it and he looked back down at the tape recorder. He'd make sure to edit out the part where Lyra interrupted him later.
"Ahem…one bothersome thing about putting up with the subject is that she has…a parental attachment to me and Fang, believing us to be her parents." he continued, sounding annoyed he was admitting this. "I do not desire children, nor do I see her as my own. She is a liability and nothing more. As for testing her capabilities, I'll send her on a mission to Soleanna with Akhlut the Orca, one of my Elite Eleven, to terminate Sonic the Hedgehog once and for all. Her mission will be to capture any of the Royal Fighters she comes across. Her main target will be females so hopefully, she'll have the queen and princess coming our way.
I shall talk of her performance in the field in the next log entry. This is Scorn out."
He switched off the recorder, stopping the tape. He looked up again and watched as Lyra was sipping tea with the salamander girl who had become her dolly. The leech girl looked a little sad, though Scorn wasn't sure if the emotion was genuine or not.
"Daddy doesn't seem to like me much Suzie-Wuzie." Lyra mused, "True he treats me with dollies and pets like you and Fifi but he never seems to want to be around me. It's like…I scare him ya know?"
Suzie-Wuzie nodded, not because she agreed with Lyra but because the blood-sucking Mobian had ordered her to.
"That must be the case, I mean why else would he keep me locked up in this boring-ass room?!" the genetic creation moaned, "It's like he wants to isolate me from everybody! How can I be a good S.T.I.N.G. ally if I'm stuck in here with nothing to do until daddy or mommy gives me something to play with?!"
She frowned, clearly annoyed with her current position and status in life. How she longed to do something exciting and give Scorn a reason to admire him! It'd be almost as fun as playing with her "dollies".
"I want to make daddy proud, make him appreciate me!" Lyra cried out, excitedly rather than sadly, "I'll show him, I'll be his bestest, most awesomest comrade ever! I'll be S.T.I.N.G.'s best ally and daddy will be very proud of me! Whee, hee, hee, hee! Yes he will!"
That made the roboticized scorpion put a metal claw to his lips in thought. How wonderful it was to see that Lyra was so loyal to him. He supposed he couldn't be too embarrassed over how she'd turned out. Better a loyal woman-child than a disloyal one. Yes…Lyra would be perfect as part of the Elite Eleven! His mind was made up, he would recruit Lyra now and the resulting recruitment would give her more reasons to remain loyal to him. It was important to give people a reason to remain loyal to you and he knew it.
Scorn opened the window up again, surprising Lyra since he never usually did this unless she was the one stirring up a conversation. The leech got up to her feet and toddled over to the S.T.I.N.G. leader. She could feel a twinge of excitement in her belly as she approached. Could this be what she had been hoping for at last?
"Yes daddy? What is it?" she asked sweetly.
"I've been observing you for quite a while." Scorn exposited, his tone very matter-of-fact, "And I must say, I've been rather impressed with your abilities Lyra. Your use of semi-mind control and the fact you crave blood, something that could weaken our enemies should you bite them, make you a valuable asset to our cause."
Lyra was stunned. Scorn…was COMPLIMENTING her?! And even saying she was…useful to him?! The leech had assumed that Scorn didn't give two thoughts about her but it seemed he was giving evidence to the contrary. Maybe he did appreciate her after all.
"You…you really think so?!" Lyra gasped, her eyes wide and full of awe.
"I'm your father, technically speaking Lyra." the robo-arachnid noted, "Would I ever lie to you?"
"No daddy, you wouldn't." Lyra said, bouncing up and down, "So you think I'm valuable to your plan to kill Sonic for killing the great and glorious Eggman and make his buddies robots?"
"I do indeed child." Scorn purred, "In fact, I value your skills so much that I'm going to appoint you as the official eleventh member of our newest group, the Elite Eleven. Like the other members, you'll have your own region of land to control. With that being promised to you, think of what's in store for you…all the dollies and blood you can have! It'll be a dream come true for you my little scientific miracle…"
The sweet-talking made Scorn feel sick for he hated talking in such a way. But he supposed it suited Lyra given she had a childish personality and saw him as a dad. As for the Mobian bloodsucker, she was standing very still, clearly unable to believe what she'd just heard. She was in the Elite Eleven and would get her own land to control?! This was the best present she could ever ask for! The leech squealed with delight, skipping around the room as if she'd just discovered that she'd won the lottery. She skipped around with her dolly and pet, making them join in with the celebrating.
Scorn just watched her coldly. If he had a face, he would be grinning. Things would change for the better when Project: Robius was complete and Lyra was among the Robians. No more of this childish nonsense! Only loyalty and obedience. Definitely an upgrade to this behaviour of Lyra's.
"OH THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!" Lyra shrieked, still skipping around, "THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE! And to think it's only been a week since I was born…so I've got plenty of time to top that. THANK YOU SO MUCH DADDY!" she cried, reaching through the open window and hugging her father figure.
"Anything for you Lyra." Scorn said deviously, "Now then my child, listen carefully. I have your first mission planned out for you…"
To be continued…
This is the first of many mini-chapters that will set up other stories down the line.
So who are the Elite Eleven? And who will Scorn recruit to be the twelfth member he wants to make it an "Elite Twelve"? What is Lyra's first mission?
All these questions and more when the second arc "Double Weddings" finally begins...
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