CHAPTER ELEVEN! pleasure and pain -our greatest weakness is our own pasts, it is after all our memories that make us who we are, and thusly a terrible past makes a terrible person, yet we always have the choice to change the road we're on, no matter how bright or dark- excerpt from the secret book of Bemnal the Fallen
Rizo walked among the various worlds in his dream state, the darkness and the light all conflicting with one another. and then he saw it... the guardian of the nyarlethotep gate, a creature covered in white scales but with facial features made of colors, textures and shapes that the human mind could not comprehend, if it weren't for Rizo's acsended understanding of the universe he would have went mad from looking at it. "I'm coming for you" it thought to him, Rizo smirked "heh... bring it!"
they both started releasing their power, Rizo's black eyes and seraded teeth were just his first release state out of three. "oh Rizo... Rizo... RIZO!... RIIIIZOOOO!" Rizo awoke from the half dream "damn it... guess I'll have to kill him in physical combat." Rizo could still feel the guardian tugging at his mind trying to invade his thoughts "ugh" Rizo clutched his head "Rizo! are you ok?" his Umbreon exclaimed. "yea... just... it's nothing" Rizo got up and ignored Bree's unconvinced face "so.. what's for breakfast?" he tried to change the subject, Bree didn't like having her concern shoved aside but then again she did just want everything to be ok... and Rizo definitely was someone who could handle himself.
the rest of his girls gaggled around him excitedly "hey what should we do today?" "hmm" Rizo rubbed his chin -well... I don't have to fight again until tomorrow...- "how about having some fun?" the girls jumped up ad down with glee "buuuut... I am kind of getting old of our usual sex... hmmm... how about adding some toys to the mix?" the eeveeloutions smiled widely as their slits became moist. Rizo thought out a dirty plan "oh we're gonna have some fun tonight heh heh... I'll jsut be back in an hour, I'm gonna find some 'fun' devices for us to indulge" Rizo walked out the door smiling to himself. "oh yea hold on" rizo went to the phone and ordered some room service for breakfast for him and his girls.
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Bruce was in his dream having a nightmare of his most bloody night as a cop. Bruce was leading a squad against the largest yakuza gang in Japan. "LEEETSS MOOOVE MOVE MOVE GO GO GO GO GO!" they charged off of the swat unit heading into a building with explosions and gunfire whizing past them, everyone was wearing a balistics vest and armed to the teeth with machine pistols rifles of all kinds, granades up the wazu. *this war is ours by escape the fate* Bruce charged in
they were running through gun fire *MY SOLDIERS ARE DY-IIIING!* his whole team were blasting away at the gangmembers, limbs were being blown off, blood was spattering the walls two of the men next to him went down as their heads popped right off from a spaz twelve *yes IIII wiiiilll seee youuu! through the smoke-and-flaaames! on the frooont line of waaaaaarrrr!* Bruce got up close of a wave of the gangsters guarding the next room, she shot two of them in the chest with an m13 then as he got close, he pulled out a tactical knife in his left hand and a .44 magnum in his right, blew of the head of the guy to the right of the door then slit the throat of the one to the left, he tackled through the door *and IIIi willll staaaannd byyy you untilll the eeeennD! until we've conquered theeeem aaaaalllll!* Bruce spotted 15 more enemies and blew their legs off with the m16 then as they fell down he anihlated their torsos, his best friend Regie with blonde hair and green eyes toned build, took out the rest with two scorpions blasting the smgs away.
*THHHRROUGH THE FIIIRE AND THE FLLLAAAAAMEES!* bullets whizing granades tossing by blowing up people from both ends, but Bruce and Regie nodded to eachother and hopped into the middle of the room back to back *THIS...WAR.. IS.. OOOUUUUURRRRSSS!*
their bodies shook from the guns blazing away in their hands pumping lead into veryone insight *yes IIII willll see youuuu! through through the smoke and fllllaames on the froooont lines of waaaaarr!* *and I willlll staaaand by! you through til we conquer them aaaaalll!* bruce and Regie smirked at one another, the two had become like blood brothers from all the shit they had been through together, Regie was both his partner and his best friend, and it seemed that no matter how many men died on their raids, no matter how low their numbers were depleted, the two always made it through alive watching eachother's backs.
speaking of which, it seemed all the swat members they came in with were already dead, faces of those he had briefly met were now laying with holes in them.
-rest in peace- Bruce thought "TIME FOR SOME AVENGING!" the two rolled off to the side of the kill box and grabbed some gund from fallen enimies, Regie got a striker and Bruce picked up a light machine gun, together they busted through the door to the next room they got behind one of the stone pillirs as shots were fired at one another "heh, like ol' times eh?" Regie said with his usual cocky attitude he had a way of always making the worst situations seem like child's play.
they peeked accross their cover to see about twenty peoples who began fireing, at which point they quickly hid behind the pilliar again "oh c'mon we can take 'em!" Regie said with a berserk smile, Bruce smiled back "right, ready?" "whenever you are" *until we cooonqure them aaaaaaalll!* they quickly twisted around the cover and fired away, blowing off limbs destrying enemy guns and taking out a good portion of the wall. BOOOM! a lage chunk of their cover was destroyed, "shit! sniper!" they hid behind the wall, Bruce stole a quick glance, seeing that it was the leader of the gaing holding the blazer w2000.
-well that's fucking great- Regie chuckled "quite a pickle... I feel like I'm playing cod against a jauggernaut, we can't fire without getting in his line of sight, and if we do that, we'll die before we can get any good shots in... hmmm..." Buce bit his lip and Regie tried to work out a plan "well I KNOW! how's abou-" fitwoooo! thuhd! Regie's face went white, he looked down to see one of the bullets had dug through the column and pierced right throuh his chest "ffffuuucckkkkk uuuuuggghhhhhh" he plopped onto the floor with a loud thud, Bruce's eyes went wide -no...- then a bunch of loud wizzes as the sniper tried to get a shot on him this time. Bruce grabbed Regie and dragged him into a near by room ignoring the danger he was putting himself in "REGIE!" Regie was rasping "*cough* well this sucks balls.." *music turns gentle and sad. yeees i will meeet youuu through the smoke and flllaaaaames on the fffrrrroont lines-of-waaaar...* "REGIE NOO!" he fealt for a pulse, it was stil their but fading "COME ON DAMNIT! YOU'VE SURVIVED WORSE THEN THIS!" Bruce was freaking out, all the years of confidince and toughness
were gone, he saw there his clossest friend in the world dying before his eyes "GOODAMNIT YOU ASSHOLE GET UP!" Regie coughed up blood "*hard swallow* it...p-pierced...my...my lung..." *and I willl staaaand byyy you ti'll the end, til we congqure them alll* "DAMN IT i AM NOOOT! GONNA LET YOU DIE!" Bruce flipped him over and saw the bullet hole, he dug viciously through his sac until finding a straw, then jammed it into the hole to help drain the blood *we will cooonquer them allll we wil cooonquere them aaaalllll!* Bruce felt something tear through his shoulder, he looked up to see a man chargin at him with an ak, Bruce yanked out his mangum and blasted hole after hole into him *heavy mettle guitar solo* each bullet ripping into the man a hit to the shoulder spinning him the right then left then righ then blowing his leg off then his hand shredding the man apart until he was out of ammo.
Bruce looked back at his best friend who was going pale "NOOOOOOOOOO!" he smacked the man repeatedly "YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! YOU CAN'T DIE YOU STUPED BASTARD!" he put his hands on Regies chest and started thrusting to get his heart pumping again. tears were streaming down Bruce's face "WE WERE SUPPOSED GET PROMOTED AND SETTLE DOWN! WE WERE GONNA GET MARRIED TO SOME HOT BLONDES AND HAVE FAMILIES! THEN WE WERE GONNA RETIRE AND BE TWO OLD FARTS SITTING IN ROCKING CHAIRS TALKING ABOUT THE GOOLD OLD DAYS! GOOOOD DAMNIT YOU CAN'T FUCKING DIIIIEEE!" Bruce slammed his fist into Regies chest "YOU CAN'T! YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T! WAAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!" his face fell into his friends chest, then he heard Regie cough a bit and whisper something "R...Regie?" the man indicated for bruce to come closer, he did so then Regie grabbed him and pulled his head close so that his ear was at Regies mouth.
his voice was raspy and faint almost a whisper "I...I..l-llove y-you... y-your... *cough* like... l-l-like.,..*gurgle* the b-b-brother I n..nnn..never had..." and then he fell to the ground eyes wide open pupils dialated in death. Bruce's face was horrified, his eyes stinging as they watered up "*shudder" his lipps stretched as his mouth opened in a crying screem but no sound came out his whole body shaking, then he broke down silently crying. *YES iIIIII WIIILLL SSEEEEE YOUUUU THROUGH THE SSMMOOOOKE AND THE FLLLAAAAAAMES! ON THE FROOOONT LINES OF WAAAAAAARR! AND I WILL STAND BY YOU TI'L THE EEEEND! TIL WEE CONQUER THEM AAALLLLLL! YES CONQUER THEM ALLLLLL!* "AAAAAARRGHHHHHHH!" Bruce screemed into the ceiling, five men barged into the hiding place with machettees, they charged at him, but he leeaped at them and grabbed both of their faces, crushing the bone, then grabbed the blades as they were dropped and spun around chopping the attackers in half. then Bruce charged out into the open eyes wide open in rage.
*SOOOO i WILL FIIIIIGHT MY BATTLE UNTIL ITTTTSS FULL! TIL i COOONQURE THEM AAALLLLL!" Bruce charged at the remainder of the men slicing them to piecs hacking and slashing, bones severing and muscles separating until the entire area was covered in gore. then he got up to the next level and picked up a heavy machine gun, seeral guards standing infront of a room where the leader was undoubtedly hiding pointed their guns at him, but Bruce just tore through them with the SAW, bullets acted like blades shredding them apart like a wood dhipper "AAAAAARRRGGHHHHHHHHHH!" *THIS! IS! WAAAAAAAAAARRRRR!* Bruce kept firing until the clip was empty then he ran up to the door, kicked it down and charged for the leader. "huH?" the man exclaimed, he lifted up his sniper, but Bruce leapt and tackled him to the ground before he could fire. Bruce head butted the man on the floor repeatedly until blood was covering his for head "ook! ok! I surrender!" Buce slammed his fist into the man's face "what the hell! I said I surrender! arrest me!" Bruce ignored him and grabbed his throad with one hand and started crushing it while he wailed on his face with his other fist.
Bruce had flashes of memories in his head of all the happy memories he had made with his friend, a montaoge of photos, grilling, hanging at the beach, doing stupid shit, playing games, drinking together, locking hands, standing infront of the camera with their arms around eachother's whoulders giving the peace sign.
-"I...I..l-llove y-you... y-your... *cough* like... l-l-like.,..*gurgle* the b-b-brother I n..nnn..never had..."-
the memory flashed in his head of his friend choking on his own blood as he died. "AAAARRGHHHHHH!" punch after punch after punch after punch -"I...I..l-llove y-you... y-your... *cough* like... l-l-like.,..*gurgle* the b-b-brother I n..nnn..never had..."- punch after punch after punch after punch
-the b-b-brother I n..nnn..never had..."- the gangster's blood and brain matter splattered on Bruce's face as he continued to slam his knuckles over and over and over and over and over and over and over
-"I...I..l-llove y-you"- Bruce's fists were slamming into raw concrete, having beyond obliterated the skull.
re-inforcements came in to find Bruce punching the bloody ground where a man's head used be.
"AAAAAAAAGH!" bruce shot straight up in his bed his entire body covered in sweat and panting. "*pant pant pant*" he took in a deep breath and shuddered as he let it out "f-f-f-fuck me..." his victini hopped in his lap and touched his face -my goodness! are you ok?- Bruce finally slowed his heart rate down "y-ya... just... bad dreams..."
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Alek was draming of his younger days, back as a child "AGAIN!" their dad screemed as the two boys panted, they had been practicing all night, first it was gun training, then it was hand to hand, then run a mile, then covert tactics, then espionage, and so on again and again and again until the boy's bodie's were flaming with soreness and fatigue "dad! can we please have a break?" Alek's brother whined while doubled over blinded from the sweat of his hair dripping down his 9 year old face, their father walked over to him and back handed him "IF YOU QUIT! YOU DIE!" Alek smirked, he always lasted longer then his brother and he was proud of it.
their dad yanked alek's brother on his feet "AGAIN!"
5 years later.
Alek was running on a track somewhere in Nevada, his brother was in a fancy middle school studdying economics mostly while Alek was attending a military based school, boot camp. "I DON'T KNOW WHAT IIIVE BEEN TOOLLLD!" the drill sargent yelled out from infront of the pack of addolescents, who repeated in unison.
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5 pm the group of army students were studying war strategies, Alek turned in the paper first and got the highest score
7 pm IQ test, solving multiple puzzles of all different varieties, once again Alek placed first and finished first, fast and efficient. "hm... good work b1132" the LT. smiled at him causing the boy next to Alek to scowl -he's cheating! no one can be that good!-
9 pm all boys in their bunk beds, Alek hopped into his, patted his light blond hair down and got unter the covers. some of the other boys were still up whispering amongst themselves "he's only here cause his dad's rich" "ya! and the only reason he gets such good scores is because his family's involved with the mafia so they just bribe or threaten his way to the top." the group of boys leered over at b1132.
two weeks later
"look at him over there... our only 10 minutes of freedom to do whatever we want... and he wastes it on practicing muay thai and jujitsu..." the group of boys leered over at Alek as they huddled by the basket ball court inside the giant fence compound
"I think I know how to teach him a lesson."
3 pm hand to hand training
alek was surrounded by sparring partners, he always chose the maximum four combatants, and always anhilated all four of them. Alek cracked his neck "too easy..." he walked back into line as the four other boys limped out of the room to the infirmery most of them bleeding very badly.
5 pm weapons training
Alek sat there in the dark room with the m16, three enemies one innocent blasted the enemies, left the innocent unharmed, next round, two enemies zipped into the shooting range with four innocents, again him and the other boys around him all destroyed the enemies and left the innocent unharmed, next round. enemy appeared with an innocent infront of him while he held the innocent hostage, the boys around him took there fingers of the trigger "..." the boys looked at eachother wondering what to do, then they jumped a bit as blasts were heard from Alek's gun, he shot through the innocent to kill the target. the boys looked at him with shocked faces.
7 pm stamina
Alek was running about a mile ahead of the rest carrying the leader flag, he was practically sprinting, while there was a group of boys a mile behind him trying desparately to keep up, and a half mile behing them, there was a boy tripping over his own feet, to tired to continue, an army truck drove up to the boy panting on the ground, the drill sargent stepped out and pulled out a pisol. Alek was reaching the end of his final lap, then he heard the echo of sound carrying on the wind, *bang* Alek smirked -weakling-
9 pm boys in there bunks ready for bed, but after everyone was asleep, the group of four boys with a grudge snuck out, and grabbed some of their soap bars and wrapped them up in towels, they quietly crept over to Alek's bed "hey... where's b1146?" the three looked around "who care's let's just do it!" they drushed to Alek's bed, through another sheet over him and pulled down on both sides to hold him down as they began flailing at him with the soap bars, muffled screams could be heard under the sheets "this is what you get you son of a bitch!"
"who you talking to?" the boys froze, one of them looked around and spotted Alek leaning against one of the bunks with a smile on his face. "wha! bu!... if... then..." they yanked off the sheets to see b1146 clutching at his torso while balling his eyes out
the boy's eyes went wide "SON OF A!" Alek ran up to one of the three and smashed a bar of soap into the back of his head before grabbing him and kneeing him repeatedly in the balls, then grabbed the side of his head and slammed it into the mettle frame of the bunk. "next" one of the other boys carged at him screeming, Alek just spun around, grabbed the arm that the boy was using to swing the soap and flipped him over his shoulder slamming him into the ground then he stepped on his face knocking him out "booooooriiiiing" the last boy charged up behind him but then Alek spun around with a roundhouse and caught the boy clear accross the chin, sending him spinning in the air before his face met the floor as blood poured out from his face. "heh..."
then Alek turned his attention to b1146 who was still crying from the beating he got that was intended for Alek. "as for you..." he grabbed the addolescent by the hair and dragged him out of the bed and into the middle of the room, by this time most of the other boys had woken from all the noise, alek punched the kid in the face "stay there for a minute will ya?" he walked over to the bathrooms, elbowed the mirror, and grabbed a towel, he used the towel as in improvisionary glove to pick up the broken glass, then walked back into the main sleeping dorm, all the boys backed into the walls as Alek strutted ofver to b1146 "this should be fun heh heh..." the boy started crying agian "please! I'm sorry! it was there idea! they talked me into it!" the other boys started screeming calling him a liar "oh no no! you see they are just lost sheep, you there shepherd, therefore you're the leader, and hm, what was it we learned in militia war tactics?
oh yes! make an example of the leader and the rest come crumbling down, that's it..." "PLEASE! I'M SOOORRRRYYY! WAH HAHAHAHAAAAA!" "I'm sorry too... wait... no im not!" Alek plunged the glass into the boy's stomach "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHH!" Alek elbowed him in the face "shut up" he used the glass as a knife to saw open a hole through the skin "it's a lot like gutting a fish, but you gotta put more power into it you know? a lot more tendons to get rhough and some of them don't want to be cut, annoying huh?" Alek inquired with a calm face as blood splattered onto his face, the boy was spazing as he screemed, his fingers cringing and teeth gnashing into themselves to the point where some of them even popped out of their sockets and went down his throat as he tried to take in another breath causing him to choke and caugh it out.
"geeze quit being such a baby marines get shot all over their boy and you don't see them bitchin' about it, some soldier you are" Alek finished cutting through the muscle and yanked out the intestines, the boy tried to put up one last fight but Alek jsut headbutted him into submission "pathetic" Alek wrapped the intestines around b1146's neck and yanked on the end while he stood up and held his foot on the boy's chest.
the other soldeirs in training started shaking from fear -HE'S FUCKING PSYCHO!- "heh heh heh heh heh" Alek chuckled out as he pulled on the stretchy organ "funny, it's kinda like taffy, I wonder how far it can stretch eh?" the boy under him gropped around with one hand while the other clawed at his own intestines wrapped around his neck until finally the light left his eyes "hm hm hm hm ha haha ha HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA HA HA HA HA!" Alek burst out laughing "man! if he had ha haha ha ha if he had just ripped the fucking intestine apart then he could have scrambled around for the glass to fight back, but oh well, guess not everyone' a true fighter" he yanked on the intestines more until they ripped sending fece's and blood all over the ground around him and his socks and shorts, then he looked at the other boys "well... guess I er, made an example out of him huh?" most of them ran out of the room screeming a few of them tripping over eachother and getting trampled by the rest.
three years later...
Alek's borther was now in entrapaneur school, learning how to take over the family business, by that I mean he was next in line for the local mafia, where as Alek himself was being trained for becoming a hitman for the very same 'family' which included any kind of training to make him stronger, Alek's ears could still hear his father's words, "do what ever it takes to get stronger, no matter how wierd or frightening the methods, if your gut tells you it'l make you faster, stronger, smarter, or more skilled, then go for it, and never stop fighting, never stop growing, never stop learning, become the greatest killer out there, this is your one purpose, your one goal in life, become as powerful as the gods themselves, no matter the cost"
five seventeen year old men were lined up next to eachother, "teeeeeenhaut!" they all saluted the LT. "at ease" their hands went down "you are the best of the best of the best at his military camp, but compared to what lies ahead of you, you are nothing but a steaming pile of shit" the LT. looked over the five men, Alek among them "you have the highest scores, your the strongest, the fastest, and the most highly trained of your class, and yet I am not even close to impressed" he pulled out the chart with the sheets of each man's file "b1225, 4.3 minutes on the mile. max bench, 163 Kilos (326 lb.) acuracy with firearms 83 percent. stamina level, 18 (18 miles before fatigue begins to set in) reflexes, 52 percent above average marine skill. Hand to hand combat, 3325 wins, 1675 losses, 50 percent multiple enemies, 50 percent one on one. IQ 190. Unauthorized fights with fellow soldiers, 22, unauthorized fights with staff 3."
he walked to the next man and pulled out his file
"b1625, 3.9 minutes on the mile. max bench, 180 Kilos (360 lb.) acuracy with firearms 87 percent. stamina level, 19 (19 miles before fatigue begins to set in) reflexes, 58 percent above average marine skill. Hand to hand combat, 3446 wins, 1554 losses, 58 percent multiple enemies, 42 percent one on one. IQ 220. Unauthorized fights with fellow soldiers, 12, unauthorized fights with staff 6."
he walked to the third man and pulld out his file "b1435, 3.3 minutes on the mile. max bench, 195 Kilos (390 lb.) acuracy with firearms 92 percent. stamina level, 21 (21 miles before fatigue begins to set in) reflexes, 60 percent above average marine skill. Hand to hand combat, 4002 wins, 998 losses, 72 percent multiple enemies, 28 percent one on one. IQ 295. Unauthorized fights with fellow soldiers, 32, unauthorized fights with staff 1."
he walked to the fourth man and pulled out his file "b1875, 2.9 minutes on the mile. max bench, 205 Kilos (410 lb.) acuracy with firearms 97 percent. stamina level, 25 (25 miles before fatigue begins to set in) reflexes, 82 percent above average marine skill. Hand to hand combat, 4608 wins, 302 losses, 84 percent multiple enemies, 28 percent one on one. IQ 326. Unauthorized fights with fellow soldiers, 40, unauthorized fights with staff 2."
and finally he walked over to Alek and pulled out his file. "b1132, 2.1 minutes on the mile. max bench, 257 Kilos (514 lb.) acuracy with firearms 99 percent. stamina level, 32 (32 miles before fatigue begins to set in) reflexes, 93 percent above average marine skill. Hand to hand combat, 5000 wins, 0 losses, 98 percent multiple enemies, 2 percent one on one. IQ 394. Unauthorized fights with fellow soldiers, 52, unauthorized fights with staff 0."
he closed the file "some would consider you all to be nearly inhuman, however, I believe that is horseshit, do you know why?" "SIR! NO SIR!" they yelled out in unison "because I breed the inhuman! that's why! your sorry asses just got a lucky break, you are to be the next in line for this generation, of super soldiers!"
a few of the men couldn't help but beam proudly, this was the ultimate honor of any student at the Nevada military camp, it was a place that bred the most powerful and highly trained soldiers, and it was for a reason, because the best of them all would be selected to become super soldiers, the most powerful unstoppable killing forces out there.
"alright men MOVE!" the lined up into the military van and drove off to a secure base. "alright out now! move move move!" they ment headed out and dashed into the base.
two months later...
Alek was siting strapped to a chair as the doctors around him prepared for the injection "it's amazing, your body is molding to the syrum extraordinarily well... it's almost like your body was built for it..." one of the scientists thought alout, the room was white tiled with crome tables and surgical tools all around him, it was the classic steryotypical secret military base area, and around him was thick near indestructable metle while plexyglass covered one wall through which all of the scientists could observe him, and the scientist wasn't joking, most of the soldiers lost a lot of their sanity from the syrum but Alek's mind held on perfectly, and his body... the things he could do now...
Alek calmed his body and emptied his mind, he focused on the pulsing of his heart as he tuned everything out, he needed to focous completely on what was coming if he didn't want to lose himself "ok... I'm ready" the scientist nodded, then brought the needle to Alek's forearm and the smooth metle slid into his vein. "ok... here goes" the slid the purple liquid into his blood stream "ok so far?" Alek nodded "fine" all the machines strapped to him showed that everything was indeed 'fine' no eratic heart, no mind influxes disrupting his conciousness, nothing.
1 hour later...
"well, looks like it went perfectly... it's a litle scary... your body and mind meld with the syrums perfectly no matter what we use, so far you've taken 14 syrums of different comvinations... and your... well... your 'fine'... no negative backlashes, only positive improvements..." the red headed woman looked thoughtful "maybe..." Alek quirked an eyebrow, "maybe?" "wel.. it's just... there's one syrum that we-" she was cut off by the general walking into the room "well! look at our star pupil!" "evening genreral, you're looking vibrant as always" Alek said in a smooth tone, he had over the past few weeks become familiar with the staff around the facility and after a while dropped a lot of the formilities such as 'sir' and 'mam' and even went so far as to talk casually with them.
as for them, Alek was like an intriguing pet, a very very very powerful pet but a fascinating one, as long as he stayed in line then he was rewarded, and that's what he did, he was smart he knew how be pleasant even if de didn't want to, because pleasant and obedient meant a more comfortable life here, that's why he neer got into fights or arguments with the staff at the Nevada camp.
"ha ha! and it looks like your just as resiliant as ever! now then, ready for a run trhough?" "absolutely! can't wait to see what I'm made of" Alek said as he clanched and released his fist over and over again. -I'm getting stronger every day, and with each injection the rate at which I grow is amplified- he smirked.
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shooting range, he had one minute to take down as many targets as possible with as few casualties as possible. 150 kills, 5 casualties, all hostages being held hostage. next was the mile, then the stamina, then the hand to hand, then the strength test, then the resiliance, then puzzle test, then lockpicking, then infiltration of person to person, then disguise, then improv fighting, then problem solving, then pickpocketing, then assassination, then bomb difusing, then explosives handling, then reconnissance, then hostage rescue.
"alright b1132... accuracy, 100 percent, 32 seconds on the mile, stamina level of 162 (162 miles before fatigue sets in) max bench, 425 kilos (850 lb.) hand to hand, all wins, all against 15 enemies with 12 seconds to take them down, and theeeeen, espionage, double O agent level, IQ 460 hostage rescue, disguise, improv fighting, and assassination, all perfect. Your beccoming one hell of a killer, and a spy" the Lt chuckled "keep this up and you just might be the most powerful thing that ever walked on two legs" he put the file back in the suitcase and left the small room, it was the basic synopsis that Alek got after every injection, then he would have the rest of the day to relax in his small 10X10 room with white walls, white bed and sheets, all devoid of origional thought or emotional color.
no TV no radio, just an alarm clock and a book shelf full of dictionaries, science, history, and math books, a few biology books and some large tombs on human culture, other then that, there was a small bowl for Cassey's food, speaking of whome, as soon as Alek laid down on the bed and crossed his legs then locked his hands behind his head, his Emolga hopped up on his stomach. -so! what'cha been up to?- she thought to him "not much, same old same old I guess..." Cassey was given to him a few weeks after he joined the faccility, she was the closest thing to a family that he had in this god forsaken place. Cassey was once part of an experiment to give Pokémon the elemental capabilities of other pokémon I.E. a water type learning ember, or lightning type learning mudslide etc.
the experiment proved to be a failure, and they were about to put her down when Alek was wondering the halls of the underground facility and happened to spot her, after discussing the experiment with the scientist, he actually managed to dectect a flook in the syrum and after some trial and error, Alek helped perfect it and Cassey began learning advanced techniques of fire, psychic, lightning, and ghost types, afterwords it turned out that Cassey was the only subject to survive the syrum, the others died, and then Alek talked the general into looking after her himself in his own quarters, he honestly liked her, he was a survivor, like himself, she didn't quit, even when vomiting on the table and sizeuring from the syrum, she kept fighting until the spazms died down and the chemicals locked into her system.
Alek played with Cassey like she was a cat, grabbing her hind paws and danglign her upside down as her front paws clawed playfully at his mossy green tank top, ever since joining the facility, he had only one atire, mossy green tank top with green forest camo pants and black army boots, but he no longer needed to have a crue cut, he now had a boy band style of mid length snowy white hair, before his hair was light blond but after the seventh injection, it turned pure white, no one knew why, just a side effect. -hey Alek?- "hm?" Cassey looked thoughtful for a moment -... do you ever wish you could get out of here?- Alek pondered the question -... maybe...- "uggh I'm not sure, I mean... I kinda like it here.. its... simple" Alek wasn't one to complain about his situation, he could always find a away to make the best of it, and that wasn't exactly hard for this place, so he didn't have TV ok so he didn't have to listen to the stupid crap they put on it, no raddio? people don't know how to make music anymore in his opinion.
food? actually not half bad, quarters? small but still comfy, its not like he needed colorful hapyness in his life, that'd just make him puke, and ofcourse he had Cassey or his therupist to talk to if he needed social interaction (yes he has a therapist, what? they're getting shot up with experimental syrums! you think they woulnd't have some kind of mental check other then a MRI? come on...)
"well... I suppose I DO wonder what's out there... I guess..." -hmmm... I mean... don't want to, you know... be free?- Alek took the question seriously, was he free? he could walk around the facility as he pleased, he could go top side in the rec. yard... surrounded by 3 feet thick steel with barbed wire on top and towers all around with snipers making sure nothing gets in or out... -ok so maybe I'm not 'free' in the common sense but it could be MUCH worse...- "ugggh look it's easy to be here, I keep getting stronger and stronger every day, I'm not leaving until they make me as inhumanly powerful as science can make me, and that's that." he said bluntly -wow.. subtle- Cassey said with an anime drop -umm... you mind putting me down? I think all the blood's going to my head- "hm? oh right" he put her back down "well... I'm going to bed" and just like that he was out like a light "rise and shine! oh, your already up..." the scientist said as she entered Alek's quarters, he was laying on the bed reading a very advanced book by H.P. Lovecraft (Lovecraft kicks ass!) "hm?" " it's time for another injection"
two years later...
Alek was now nineteen years old and over powered out of all the soldeirs in his generation were either dead or completely insane yet Alek remained completely healthy both physically and mentally, infact... he was abnormally healthy, his hearing was 50 times more acute then a bat's, his nose 78 times more potent then a wolf's and his eyes could see 12 times clearer and 3 times as far as an eagles, with the ability to 'zoom in' on objects, he could even see perfectly in total darkness, a slash on the arm would completely head to the point where there wasn't even a scar left in two minutes, any and all diseases were hunted down in his body and eraticcated, even incurable virusses, it was amazing, even poisons were destroyed and turned into harmless protiens that his body absorbed, all except for more syrums, which his body happilly absorbed and added to the collective. Alek was sitting infront of the general and a few LT. as well as some other scientests "well... this is it... 358 injections, 266 different syrums... you've got it all... all but one last injection, one last syrum... one that we've only used once... and it didn't end well.
for the patient or 59 staff members..." Alek quirked and eyebrow "how do you mean?" "it... gave him... 'unique' abilities... and he went insane with power... he killed over half of our staff members and then destroyed his own body... kept screeming stuff about wolves... he even short circuited our equipment... Alek..." Alek looked shocked, people almost never called him by his name in this place "... I'm not gonna lie... I'm scared to give you this... there was once a man like you about a decade ago who's body and mind accepted all the injections... then we had this last one... it's stronger then all the other's put together... and... it gives the patien... well... um... 'strange' powers" Alek blinked "ok you're started to wierd me out general... what 'kinkd' of powers?"
some of the scientists rubbed the back of their necks "um... well... psychic powers..." Alek blinked "..." "..." "psychic..." he said as more of a statement then a question "yes... like pokémon type psychic... but... on a MUCH higher scale" that piqued Alek's interest "how... 'much' higher?" "the idea was to take the genes of pokémon and try to give human's the same powers, imagine, spys and soldiers with mastery over the elements! well that was the idea anyway... but only psychic powers were compatible with human genes... so we started focusing on that... and found that small amounts did nothing, so we replicated the genes for inacting psychic abilities an par with legendaries" Alek's eyes went wide "ok you've got my attention now."
"basically, if it works... you'll in a sense be a jedi" -or a sith- Alek thought to himself "well then... let's get started" "well the thing is... putting so much power into someone so fast... that's why with Eric... we waited until his body accepted all of the other syrums... then we tried this one... and well..." they put a video tape into a caset hooked up to a tv. "this was taken from one of the security tapes. a man around Alek's age with black hair was running through the halls clutcching his head, he was covered in blood
"AAAAAAARRGGHHHH! ..!" the man continued babbling, Alek face looked shocked -that's... sumarian...- the man kept grabbing his head and began banging his fist against it, a few of the marine guards tried to take him down, pointing guns at him, but he just whipped his hand infront of him and they went flying into the squished like a pancake. "AAAAAAAAAAAGHHGHGHGHGHAAAAAA! GGRRR RRRAAAAAAAAAAGGHGHHHH!" the man's voice became distorted and
raspy, and it almost sounded like several men speaking at once, when the man looked at the camera, his eyes were pitch black and his teeth seraded "AAAAAAARRGGHHH! THEY'RE COMMMIIIIING! THEY'RE COMINGN! AAAAAAAA HAAAAAAAAA" the man ran into another corridor, the tape switcched to another camera, the man was now in an intersection, he looked behind him in absoloute terror as something slammed into him, whatever it was, the camera couldn't pick it up but the man's body smashed into the wall denting the 2 foot thick titaniam wall like it was aluminum, the man's body looked mostly unharmed but he thrust his hands out forward and then the other wall opposite him was dented "STAY AWAY FROM MEEEE!" he ran in another direction trying to escape whatever was chasing him, some more soldeirs got in his way, this time they were super soldiers, one of them dashed up to him but he swatted him away like a fly, his arm moved so fast, the super soldier didn't even see it move, even Alek saw it as a blur, then he jutted his hand out and the other's went flying, but one of them got back up and tackled Eric to the ground.
Eric stared into the super soldier's eyes and suddenly he rolled over sizeuring, as Eric got up, the soldiers body spazmed until his head exploded, he charged on ahead until he grabbed his skull again "AARRRGGGHHAAAAAA MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPP!1" the man squeezed at his own head harder and harder "MAAAAAKEE IIIIIITT! STTOOOOOOOO-" PLUSH! the man crushed his own head sending bits of his own brain and skull accross the hallway.
the tape ended.
Alek was gaping -!- "...we only were able to inject one tenth of the syrum before he went berserk" Alek stared at him in disbelief. "so... you can understand our hesitation" Alek looked unsure of himself "..." -I could be risking everything... but.. if it works... and that was just one tenth... the things that I would be capable of... the power...- "... if... it works... and... I don't go insane... w...would... what would I be capable of?" he general nibbled at his lip "... we don't know... but we have a very good idea..." Alek leaned in "... anything you can imagin and focus on" Alek's eyes went wide "I'll do it" he said with complete resoloution in his voice and a serious look on his face.
"w! y-you will? you realize there's a good change you'll either die or have to be put down right?" Alek noded "I'm ready"
...
Alek walked into the room, his Emolga was in his room balling her eyes out, he was the one true friend she had in this facility and now he was sighning his hown death warrant, litterally. Alek took several deeeeeeeep breaths, his heart was pounding at a million beats per minute, which with his body the way it was at this point, was very possible, he forced himself to calm down, as he looked around the same old testing room with white tiles and chrome tables, he saw for the first time just how creepy the place was... "ok... *deep breath then blows it out slowly* you can do this..." he layed down on the table, this shot went in two phases, half to his abula ablongota, and the other into this spinal cord, both of which were going to hurt A LOT but it wasn't the pain he was oncerned about... "ok... I'm ready"
the entire facility went into lock down mode, they weren't taking any chances this time, and all of the other super soldiers were stationed outside the door with HUGE guns that no normal man would have the strength to cary, they also had plasma knives at their sides just incase.
Alek was strapped down to the table on his stomach and mini guns, flamethrowers and sleeper darts, and gass guns were all attatcched to auto sentries surrounding the room on the inside, and instead of a person doing the injection, it was a robotic arm, the scientists and the general were on the other side of the plexiglass which was now reinforced with 7 more layers.
"ok... here goes nothin'" one of the researchers said as she pushed the button, Alek swallowed hard -was this a mistake?-
END OF CHAPTER! bwaaahahahahahahaaaaa clif hanger! *dodges thrown projectiles* okies so sorry for late update, but I finally got it done, and ya I know its' not as long as the others but oh well, it still kicks ass, anyway, next chapter will go further with Alek's past, and then go into Wynn and Bruce's childhoods, also there will be more beautiful gore and violence! also some sex scenes and a few baddass heroe moments here and there as well as some more drama in the present time anyway I wanted to thank all those who sent in OC's for my new story of the lusty adventures of Anna, and I'm just about finished with chapter two of that as well so that should be up in a few days maybe sooner... maybe later... I try ok, but I get distracted easily... . sowy! anyway don't feel discouraged abut sending in OC's for the lusty adventures of Anna, I wasn't kidding when I said I wanted to be drowning in OC's, and I got some pretty funy parings already, so anywho, see yal's next chapter! on EEVEELOUTION!
