No excuse for the delay other than procrastinating, one day I just sat at my computer watching cat/dog videos (fuck my life). For a week I binged watched Flash on Netflix (no regrets there).
Anyways shout out to my Co-Author Myyddraal who help me with this chapter along with chapters…(thinks back when he joined up) 4-Current? His basically who I bounce ideas off to see if a concept is viable or not. And due to him having school. Its must take priority, (my words.) I temporarily took to using his Oc Solack in the story as he is an important part of the building of this Universe.
And to Kebarton for being another confidante. Pitching concepts that made me pause in thought. And who is my beast maker. (Upcoming projects) And who has an Oc who I'll introduce next chapter. I would have done it this chapter but I was sitting at 5000 some words and I had reach a decent stopping point and I hadn't posted in a month….and a half.
Oh and just so you all know along with Splices I'm also accepting Hybrid animals.
Note when I can the Hybrids from the Jurassic World app game will be used. (If it ain't broke, don't fix it.)
There aren't really any limits but let's try not to go balls to the wall. Aka no talking animals.
Example of a Hybrid- Rhino cross with a Triceratops, The Rhinoceratops.
Sarcosucus cross with Spinosaurus and a Gorilla – Kongosucus aka Swamp King.
You'll know if it's been accepted if it appears.
Reviewer Responses-
The Indy issue…I will say thanks again but like I said before it worked out. And all that changed was her origins, her role will still be roughly the same as I planned.
Mr. Nonsensical – yeah it would but it doesn't work that way in ME Lore.
Blaze1992 – Oh yeah indeed if you didn't notice most of my stuff is influenced by Anime or Stuff like Archer, Family Guy….All Cartoons with adult humor.
Butters101- yeah if I skip to the game I could just copy and paste, with this I got to make it from scratch.
Natzi Sumbitch – Yep Wazer Wifle was like the first thing when I was think of a lisp.
DMD Hanafin – sorry it's what people voted for.
Feed me peas – Yes Saurian women have breasts, and why do you need to know if they produce milk? Well I guess I'm just going to explain so it isn't asked again…A Saurian infant gets their teeth like two months in so I guess during the first two a woman can pass on antibodies to her child (happens currently) strengthen their immune system and such. But mostly the growth of breast depends on genetics and diet. But other than an attraction to the human part of the Saurian mind they serve no biological propose. Basically breasts are sexy appendixes.
CBB- Doesn't "First Contact" translate to Pre-Mass Effect Storyline? I mean I don't know how else to explain it. Plus I ran out of room in the summery.
D608, Kelborn Ordo-Oh good I was just taking a shot in the dark with Mister Nibbles XD! That was my attempt at Renegade/Paragon actions. So will try to implement more.
Carver's condition- Pretty much you all got it. Carver is transforming into an I-Rex Hybrid. Guess I shouldn't have mentioned the eyes. I wanted it to be a surprise :( And basically if you all put your theories together you get the complete picture.
Okay onto the story!...
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-A few minutes prior to Carver's bathroom fall.
"Ugh, why do I have to keep being put together with the civilian? If he had been cute, it might have been bearable." Vela complained as she made her way towards the station, trailing behind her was the civilian Doctor who was glaring at the back of her head.
'Must not kill her... must not kill her..., even though it would so helpful in relieving my stress levels' thought the man in hiding.
"That civilians is going to be the death of me, I just know it, 'He'll be your look out Vela' the woman continued on mocking her superior, "That man has the awareness of a brick! A Goliath could sneak up on him and he wouldn't notice! Now, then, where o where to put you..." she grumbled pulling an explosive from her back, and looked out at the road walking forward when the street was clear
"One Biotic Lance, that's all I would need, just one. One flash, and no more wall. With those explosives, it wouldn't even need to be fully charged. Hmm, I wonder if I can blast her and then say an Alien did it? After all, I wouldn't be surprised if they had some kind of energy weapon..." Solack mumbled to himself.
"What did you say?" Vela asked looking up from arming the Anti-tank mine and snapping her head back. She didn't hear the words but she heard the tone. "Let's get one thing clear, Doc" the woman growled "I may be stuck with you-." She stopped mid-sentence as gunfire was heard coming from within the police station. "That's gunfire isn't it?" she asked rhetorically.
"I believe so Ensign." Solack said glad for the change of topic.
"... If we all manage to survive the 'show' he just started, remind me to throttle him" Vela growled lightly as a couple Turians spotted them and fired upon their position.
"I'll make sure to resuscitate him afterwards" Solack grumble ducking behind a car avoiding the gunfire. A minute later more gunfire followed and a couple of loud bangs were heard. "And I presume those were grenades."
"Scratch that Doc, I'm going to feed him to a pack of Compys, Family jewels first" Vela snarled popping out of cover and shooting both the aliens in the nuts.
"..." Solack held his crotch in pain. "I guess I'll settle for taking samples postmortem."
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Dakota's head snapped up as gunfire occurred from 'Inside' the police station. "Crap. Not good he must have been found out."
"Doesn't matter, either way it's a distraction one my men would've accounted for. No plan goes prefect, never does." Corvor stated grasping a grenade, "The plan stays the same, only now there's a time limit as your little friend is in there by himself and is about to get his teeth kicked in."
"Thanks that reassuring," Dakota said dryly "You do know that's my best friend your talking about?" he asked.
"No point in sugar coating it, we're on the clock." Corvor said tossing the grenade towards the defensive gun. His aim was true as the grenade landed two feet behind the Gunner's position. "Now if you want to increase your buddy's chances," he jabbed his fingers forward as the grenade went off, "Don't miss!" He roared purposely, focusing the Turians' attention on him and off Dakota, shooting in the air and then diving for cover.
Narrowing his eyes in determination Dakota revved up the Buzzsaw unleashing hell on the Turians' position. "Don't worry Carver I'll bail your ass out of the fire."
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A Turian sniper by the name of Seter turn in the direction of the gunfire, "We got contact at the front gate! Kaeso lets move up and give them some covering fire." He said turning to another Turian who stepped from his cover started dashing forward.
Suddenly Kaeso's head exploded with a thunderous 'CRACK', so fast that his body took three more steps before falling over. The round that ended Kaeso's life continued on into the ground making a two foot wide hole in the roof.
"KAESO!" shouted Seter seeing his partner drop. The spooked Turian quickly stepped into cover. Once secured Seter scanned the buildings "Where is he, where is he!" he said frantically looking from window to window for the Saurian sniper.
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"Heh, like a chicken with its head cut off." Said the Hunters' Sniper Luca looking at the Turian through his scope. The sharpshooter was tempted to play with the invader, but apparently they were on a clock now. So he pulled the trigger. "Alright who else deserves a bullet to the head?" Luca asked scanning the battlefield as he made two scratches on his rifle adding to the long lines on it.
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Hearing the gunfire from the front Dunel knew the operation had begun. "Get! Get! Get!" He ordered slapping his raptor's hind quarters signally it to pick a target and take it down. His raptor took off release the signature call "BOOOP! BOOOP!" Across the battlefield five other raptors shot forward so fast that by the time the Turians spotted them it was too late. The raptors struck fast and hard, taking down their perspective targets in a matter of seconds.
"Take them down! And whatever you do, don't let them get behind you" Shouted a Turian as the raptors attacked. They fired their guns but were shocked as their rounds were deflected. "They're armored!"
"Wha- AH!" screamed a soldier as he was taken down.
"Go for the limbs they're unarmored!" shouted a Turian bringing his gun to bare.
"I think not Fickfehler!" said a voice with a heavy German accent followed by four rapid bursts from a shotgun riddling the alien's chest with bullet holes. "Nobody hurts my Mädchen." The Hunter known as Reiner said scratching his raptor under the chin with affection. "Now go hunt down another mischling!" he shouted.
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"Michaels get the walls!" shouted MacCain on the other side of the building.
"Got it!" Michael said aiming up at the Turians up top unloading a barrage of gunfire, punching through the alien's armor and shields with the Mattock's high caliber rounds.
"There you go laddie!" MacCain cheered firing at a Turian who had to break cover to avoid being mauled by his raptor. "That's a good lass Nuala, now keep on routing them out like foxes!" he shouted firing at a couple of Turian keeping them suppress just long enough for Nuala to do her job.
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BOOOOM!
"MOVE YOUR ASS DOC, OR IT'S GOING TO BE SCATTERED EVERYWHERE!" Vela screeched as she and her civilian charge ran from the Turian ACP.
"I'M RUNNING AS FAST AS I CAN! I'M AN INTELLECTUAL NOT A JOCK!" Solack shouted hysterically while running for his life, the alien vehicle right behind them. The only reason they hadn't been run over was that were in the middle of the street and the ACP was bucking up and down as it ran over the cars in the street.
"Come on Doc we're almost there, just keep it going in this direction!" Vela said as she bobbed and weaved thru 'traffic'.
"Not a problem Ensign!" the Doctor shouted subtlety using his other 'talents' to pull a large van in front of the ACP slowing it down, slightly.
"Closer, closer, come take the bait." Vela said as the ACP got closer.
"Let it go on record that I do not condone this!" Solack complained.
"Shut up and keep running! We're almost there just a few more yards!" Vela barked angrily as they kept running past multiple rows of cars until they came to a break in traffic. "Get behind cover now!" she ordered. The Hunter herself ducked behind cover and held a detonator in her hands.
With the press of a button the Turian vehicle was sent spiraling thru the air as the anti-tank mine detonated under its rear.
"Now that's why you don't mess with the Hunter Corps!" Vela cheered.
"Umm Ensign." Solack said worried with widen eyes.
"What a girl can't act out once in a while?" The Hunter asked putting her hand on her hip. "I know I have a cold personality but sometimes even I get fired up."
"Yes you will." The Doctor said as he looked behind her.
Feeling a chill down her spine Vela turned around and not only saw that a squad of six Turians had climbed out of the ACP but the vehicle's gun had been brought around and now had her dead to rights. The woman went stiff as she heard the cannon click as a new missile entered the chamber.
"Sigh, you owe me" Solack said as his bone crest sparked wildly become a mini thunderstorm of dark energy.
Vela didn't know what happen but all she saw was a bright blue flash, followed by a sharp 'ZIP!' and then suddenly the ACP and the Turian's were consumed in a fiery inferno of ordnance and Eezo. "Whew, that was lucky," Vela said release a breath in relief "Must have done enough damage to cause it to back fire."
"Y-y-yeah lucky us." The civilian said weakly as blood dripped from his nose, and he fell over. That trick took a lot of power and focus, and now he had raging headache.
"Ugh, damn civvies and their weak constitutions" Vela groaned as she walked over to the fallen Doctor. "Come on Doc get up," she said picking up and draping his arm over her shoulder. "I know it was quite the shock but that's no excuse to go weak in the knees." She joked as she headed to the rendezvous point.
"Fool." Thought the Biotic in hiding with disdain as they made their way forward.
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Meanwhile in the Police Station.
"GOAAA! Oh my god." Moaned Carver as he stumbled and hit his shoulder against the wall. He looked down and grimaced, maybe he shouldn't have torn off his sleeves, as he saw the sever bruising that originated at his hands started spreading up his arms making them a collage of purples, reds, blues, and black. Ignoring the ugliness he lifted his right arm and pushed himself off the wall.
RRRRRIIIIIP!
"GAARAGH!" The Saurian roared in pain as the exertion made his right brachioradial tear. "FUCK!" He cursed and looked down and groaned again as he saw his arm hang limply at his side. "Crap, what's happening to me?" he asked as a new black spot appeared.
Suddenly Carver snapped his head to the right as he heard a loud noise from below, like someone kicking open the down to the stairs. Seems the aliens were finally making their way up. "Good, put me out of my misery" he said dryly before sighing and pulling his pistol slowly from his hip. "Might as well see how many I can take with me." He said sitting on an office chair and wheeling himself in front of the door to the stairwell and waited. He tilted his head hearing a multitude of footsteps, and tightened his grip on the pistol, ignoring the pain.
As the noise reached its apex, something slammed into the door.
"God damnit." cursed a familiar voice.
"I think you're supposed to pull." Said the voice of the Hunter's Lieutenant chuckling.
"Shut up," grumbled Dakota to the Hunter as he and their tech specialist continued up to the third floor he pulled the door open and walked into the hallway.
"Bout time you got here asshole." Carver said to his best friend.
"Yeah sorry about that," chuckled Dakota "But apparently someone decided to deviate from the plan."
"It's the Compys' fault not mine." The battered Saurian said in defense.
"Is that right?" the large man said not believing a word.
"Typical, when it actually someone else's fault I get the blame, its elementary all over again." Grumbled Carver standing up.
"Yeah, like you never threw the first punch!?" snickered Dakota before playfully punching Carver in the arm.
CRACK!
"GAGH!" cried Carver as his shoulder was knocked out of its socket.
"Heh." Smirked Dakota thinking his friend was being playfully over dramatic, like usual, but soon that smirk turned into a frown of horror as he finally saw the condition of his friend. "What the hell happen!?" he shouted in shock.
"I wish I knew!" groaned Carver in pain.
"We better get you to Doctor Debilis right now." Dakota said going to pick his friend up. But froze as he felt a pistol pressed against his forehead. He looked at his friend's face and saw him glaring at him.
"You even fucking dare pick me up bridal style I will pull the trigger" Carver growled seriously.
"Sack of potatoes then?" asked the large man.
"Yep." Answered Carver before he was throw over his friend's shoulder.
"Take it in buddy, you'll never seen the world from this height for a while." Dakota joked as he headed down stairs.
"I can still shoot you, you know?" Carver growled.
"And I can drop you." Retorted Dakota.
"…..Touché" Carver said conceding defeat and going limp.
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Third Floor
"So you think you can shut it down?" Lt Corvor asked as Ferinth had open up a panel on the Alien jammer.
"I feel insulted that you even asked that." Ferinth said as he fiddled with some wires. "Shutting down is easy, I could've gave Corporal Varden a hammer and told him to go crazy." He said getting a nod from Corvor. "The General wants me to turn it into an amplifier just in case they got any more of these buggers running around, and make the distress signal stronger."
"But I thought the comm buoys were destroyed in the initial attack?" Corvor said confused.
"In orbit, there are in fact more running around in the system and there's the ones in different systems, the Alliance set it up like this for this exact scenario, well for pirates and terrorists but it works just as well." Ferinth said pulling his hands out and activated his Omni tool. "This is Specialist Ferinth to General Williams please respond."
"I hear you Ferinth and I'll say its damn good to hear your voice" Said the voice of the General.
"Jammers are down sir, we have a green light. Call in the cavalry." Ferinth said with glee.
"Alright commencing transmission, good job men, and standby for further orders. Williams out." Said William cutting the comms.
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In orbit above Shanxi
Turian Frigate
"Sir there's a transmission broadcasting from the planet," said a Turian communication officer.
"What?! How's that possible?!" his commander demanded.
"Syglar squad, they must have failed to hold the station. The jammer is down, no they made it into an amplifier." Said the Comms officer. "Here's the translation."
"Emergency alert! Emergency alert! This is General Williams in command of Shanxi Military Garrison, ID Code 724 Zeta Alpha Delta! We are under attack by hostile alien contacts. We need reinforcements ASAP! This message repeats." Rang the voice of the General.
"Get in contact with Command" said the Alien Commander.
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Shanxi
Police station
First floor
Supply room
"Ugh, My kingdom for an Advil," grumbled 'Debilis' as he rummage thru the cabinets. "You think they have some headache medicine in here?" He asked rubbing his temples trying to alleviate his pain. "Well I'm one to talk when I'm a Doctor and I don't have any." He said chastising himself. "I need a distraction to take my mind off this pain."
Suddenly with a loud 'BANG!' the door to Supply room was kicked open by Dakota who burst into the room carrying Carver over his shoulder. "Doc Carver needs medical attention!"
"That most certainly will do." The Doctor thought. "Very well," he said going grabbing a duffle bag "I'll gather the necessary supplies and I'll meet you in the morgue."
"WHAT?!" Squawked Carver "Am I going to die?!"
The Doctor chuckled "Not to worry, the morgue is just the best place to examine you." This was true, as to prevent evidence contamination a morgue was always kept clean. "Now trot along I got supplies to pilfer." He said waving them off. Once the two were gone 'Debilis'/Solack went across the room away from the medical supplies and open a black case. Inside were several small vials containing a silvery liquid. "Now let's see what makes you tick Mr. Varden and confirm if Mr. H was right." He said heading towards the morgue and as he reached the doorway he heard the two Corporals having a conversation.
"I'm just saying man if one of these bodies gets up you better not just stare at it like an idiot, you shoot that motherfucker!" Carver said seriously.
"Oh shut up, there's no such things as zombies and I'll say again you watch WAY too many movies." Dakota said chastising his friend.
"Hey we been fighting Aliens and ran away from a pack of I-Rexes in one day! I ain't ruling anything out, hell I'm waiting for Satan to pop out of the ground with Saddam Hussein humping his leg." Carver shouted.
"…..What?" the large man said with a cocked eyebrow totally confused. Sometimes the things his friend said were just utter nonsense.
"I will say now Corporal Varden that's it's very sad that the only reason you know Saddam Hussein even existed is from an ancient gutter trash movie." Solack said entering the morgue and pausing as he passed a body on one of the exanimation tables "Oh? That's where Milo went," he said recognizing the body "Well guess I won't be getting that payment." He shrugged not caring that a former patient of his was dead on the table, it was a minor inexpensive treatment. "Hmm, and looks like Theo wasn't lying when he said he was going to bash his skull in with a crowbar." He said aloud making the two young men's eyes widen. "I said that aloud, didn't I?" he asked having felt their eyes on him.
"Yep" Dakota said with a nod while Carver went visibly pale, although the Doctor couldn't tell if that was because of medical reasons or fright, maybe both. He was going with both.
"Sorry about that I don't have many chances to socialize down in the Crime district. And I often find myself talking aloud." The hidden biotic said going over to a table and placing his medical supplies on it. "Anyways lay him down on that table over there." Solack gestured them over a vacant table that was relatively clean, already cleaning his hands in preparation of what is about to begin. "Corporal Coppinger once I cut off Corporal Varden's armor would you take those straps and please restraint him?" he asked.
"Why does he need restraints?" asked Dakota grabbing the straps.
"Yeah why?" Carver said not liking where this was going.
"I have had the misfortune of being struck by a flailing limb of a patient before and it was not pleasant to say the least. I do not wish to have a repeat of such an occurrence." Solack huffed as he undid Carver's armor.
"It couldn't have been that bad, dude-" Dakota asked but stopped talking when he saw the Doctor glaring at him.
"The patient was a Goliath, He was high on a particularly potent type of Red Sand, and had a knife jammed into his eye and a hole in his gut." He stated as he pulled out a pair of medical scissors and started cutting thru the under suit. "He put a dent into my clinic, though the cartels dig pay a rather lucrative ten times the normal fee so that I wouldn't be tempted to give them 'future medical complications' down the line. Especially if their bosses could only go to me if they got hurt bad enough to warrant serious and immediate surgery." He grumbled, stupid thugs "Half the time I want to chemical castrate them."
"Yeah I'm not doing this." Carver said trying to get up only for another muscle to rip and tear.
"Well it appears you don't have a choice in the matter." The Doctor said staring intensely at the forming burse. "Besides I've determined by your condition that keeping you restrained is for your own good as any movements you make are only causing more damage to you. So if you will." He said gesturing to the straps.
"Fine" grumbled Dakota strapping his friend down.
"Thank you," the Doctor said as he eyed the wound on Carver's chest and ponder the best course to treat it. "Now Mister Varden, what pray tell happen here?" he asked running a light over Carver's chest. Whatever made the cut cauterized the wound.
"A Jet packing Bonehead son of a bitch, who somehow turned his Omni tool into a burning blade." Cursed Carver, "Cut the alien gun I confiscated in half. If it wasn't for my armor it would have cut deeper."
"Hmm his goal must have solely been disarmament, kind of counterproductive to make a large cut only to cauterize it if you ask me." The Doctor commented as he cleaned the wound, stitched it up and applied a bandage. "Now to address the elephant in the room, what did you do that caused this?" Solack said examining the dark bruising on Carver's arms and hands.
"That's the thing Doc I have no clue." Carver said looking down at his hands. "It started with my hands' claw muscles hurting. At first I thought it was because I hit them when I slammed a bonehead thru the bathroom stall door and killing him with a toilet seat." He said making the Doctor and Dakota cock an eyebrow when they heard the part about the toilet seat.
"Internal breakage would explain your hands," Solack agreed with a nod. "But the condition of your finger would only look like this after weeks of neglect or due to actual breakage of the finger, but even then it would not look like this for a few more hours." He said bending Carver's fingers one by one and finding no signs of breakage. "And after the toilet seat killing?" he asked feeling the muscles of his patient's hands "Hmm signs of multiple tears and pulls but where are the elastic ligaments?" he thought.
"Well I then snap shot another alien when he popped his head in, that's when the pain started." Carver stated as he retraced his steps. "After that I picked up two alien rifles, blasted a wall with gunfire and broke thru that and had a fire fight in the Detectives' offices, killed all those bastards," that memory made him chuckled "Then got into a fight with the Jet packing Jack Off, and he slammed into me so hard I broke down the door to the security office, with my head. And passed out." He grumbled. "Next thing I know I got the Bonehead by the neck and my body was bashing his head in into the console, all on its own." He said making a deathly worried look appear on Dakota's face, something the Doctor took note of.
"He knows something." Solack mused to himself. "Perhaps you suffer more damage during that black out than you thought," he pushing on one of Carver's nail making it go back in, he then pull and his eyes widen as the nail was separated from Carver's hand taking a small portion of muscle with it.
"GAGH! What the fuck Doc!?" Roared the small Saurian in pain.
"It was an accident, apologies!" the Doc yelled feeling anger towards himself. That was totally unintended. "Well when life gives you lemons, examine the bloody claw." He said chuckling heading over to a lab station and put the claw underneath the microscope. What he saw was horrifying. The cells in Carver's body were cannibalizing themselves, consuming protein, calcium, basically everything that the body needs, heck it was consuming nutrients from nearby bacteria and storing them, for something. What that something was, well he couldn't find out here.
"What you find?" Dakota asked with seeing the look on the Doctor's face.
"Well base on the damage to the tissue, Corporal Varden has stressed his muscles to such a degree that I believe, they all multiple tears in every strand." The Doctor lied to determine how much the two young men knew.
"What the hell you do?!" the large Saurian yelled at his friend.
"Well let me make a list, Number 1, I. Number 2 Don't. Number 3, ah crap I forgot, what was it? Oh I remember! Know! Yep! I don't fucking know!" Carver roared glaring at his friend from the table.
"You could've just said 'I don't know', ass" grumbled Dakota.
"I got to change it up, I'm not a parrot." Carver said.
"You're about as small as one." The Brown Saurian said rolling his eyes.
"Come over here so I can kick your ass!" shouted Carver failing his unbound legs at his friend.
"Either they know and are great actors," Solack thought to himself seeing the two act like a couple of characters off a sitcom, "Or idiots."
Solack simply stared at the duo as the bickered with one another, Dakota trying and failing repeatedly to grab the flailing appendages, all the while Carver was cursing up a storm. Solack sighed to himself as he slowly walked around the miniature Saurian, towards his head. Carver was far too busy flailing about and arguing with Dakota to notice Solack until he felt a strong hand clamp around his head.
"Wait, what are you doing Doc-Huurk!" Keeping a steady grip on the Saurian's skull, Solack yanked it upwards, and struck him at a special point on his neck, right where it meets the skull. Solack learned that a well-placed strike in this point can easily debilitate most Saurians, and is even effective against all but the heaviest of Goliaths. Once again, it proved useful once more, as Carver suddenly went limp on the table, eyes bugged out, mouth open and tongue lolling out. Solack couldn't help but chuckle at the ridiculous expression on the man's face, and it would be well worth the whining and complaining later on.
Seeing his chance, Dakota grabbed the unruly legs, and restrained them to the table. Solack also took the chance to secure Carver's head. This turned out to be a wise choice as Carver snapped out of the daze.
"Why the hell did you do that DOC!?" Normally, Solack would have reprimanded anyone who said that in such a manner, but his mind was too busy trying to understand what just happened.
"What?! He should be out for at the very least 5 minutes, and yet he's trying to get back on his feet in less than 30 seconds." Solack thought, mind whirling with theories. Frustration began to mount as each possibility failed to explain what had just happened, until something clicked.
The bizarre behavior of his cells, the faster then average recovery time to the knockout blow, still being on his feet and capable of locomotion and speech after the damage his body has sustained. With the pieces of the puzzle falling into place, only two possibilities remained, and this both intrigued and concerned Solack. R.F.G.P., Rapid Forced Growth Process, or worse, Rapid Response Evolution.
"I swear when I get out of here I'm going to kick your ass so hard your human ancestors will feel it! You son of a –HMPTH!" Carver started shouting about to go on a rant but was stop when Dakota stuff a rag in his mouth.
"Back to the head blows are another trigger of his." Dakota said looking down at his glaring friend, "It's actually worse than calling him short. Midget." He mocked causing the glare to intensify.
"I see," Solack said looking at the young man who was undoubtingly cursing them. "He's quite the handful."
Dakota snorted at that, "You have no idea the trouble this twerp has cause me in the past." He said earning the flip of the bird from Carver.
RIP!
"GRRAA!" he groaned as a tendon in his middle finger tore.
"Sigh, seems I'll also have to heavily wrap his hands to restrict their movements." The Doctor said grabbing a roll of gauze. Now that he got a good look at the digits, R.F.G.P was making the most sense. Carver was showing the same symptoms as an early stage Goliath Splicer who injected themselves with too much of the Hybridization Serum at once. The muscles ripping and pulling as they didn't have enough elasticity to keep up with the growth.
But in Carver's case his muscles were losing elasticity. And at the rate they were going, Carver wouldn't even have to move and the muscles would start ripping all on their own. To sum it up, pretty soon Carver's world will be full of nothing but agony.
"Alright now that is done," Solack said after wrapping Carver's hands. "Let's pop that arm back into place." He said grabbing Carver by the shoulder who just groaned.
"Yes I know, it's such a joy." The Doctor said rolling his eyes, before frowning as he felt something off with the joint. "Oh that isn't good."
"Great what now?" asked Dakota.
"Well seems during his failing earlier our patient managed to rotate his arm's socket joint, from this way," the Doctor said pointing towards Carver body "To that way." he said pointing his thumb straight up. "How did you not notice this happening?" he asked removing the gag.
"Everything hurts, it kind of just blends in with the rest of the bullshit!" snarled Carver.
"Well this time you'll feel it." Solack said re-grabbing the arm.
With a quick twist, and pull the doctor correctly aligned the arm. And with all his strength jammed the joint back into its socket. All the while Carver roared in pain.
"GARRRAAAA!" roared Carver as his arm popped back in place before passing out from the pain, breath becoming heavier.
"There now let's strap your arm to your chest to prevent further damage." The Doctor said undoing the straps.
"KUKUKURAAAA!" Roared the Small Saurian who suddenly shot up from the table.
"Wha?" That was all the Doctor manage to say before his patient slammed him into a wall and wrapped his cloth covered hands around his throat.
The cloth along with the condition of his hands greatly limited his gripping strength, but even then Solack had stars in his eyes.
"Damnit not again!" Shouted Dakota jumping over the table and pulling Carver off the Doctor.
Being released from the powerful grip Solack desperately gasped for air trying to catch his breath and then flicking away the blue mist away from his hand. He then looked up and his eyes widen as he saw the small and heavily injured Carver pinning his large friend easily to the ground. The man was acting like an animal snapping his jaws almost biting Dakota's face off as the man was using all his strength to keep Carver's claws from cutting him to pieces.
"JUST DON'T STAND THERE, SEDATE HIS FERAL ASS!" Shouted the large Saurian just as he bucked advoiding Carver's jaws snapping onto his neck.
Acting quickly Solack grabbed the vial full of silver liquid along with the actual medicine, exacted them both into a syringe and jabbed it into Carver's neck.
The Feral Saurian whipped around quickly, with a noticeable stumble and the Doctor saw a pair of VERY familiar pair of Orange eyes staring back at him. "GRRRR" Snarled Carver taking a step towards the Doctor.
WHACK!
Only to fall like a sack of bricks when Dakota punched in the side of the head knocking him out
After witnessing the small Saurian go feral, Doctor looked up and was about to ask a question. But was suddenly met with a pistol in face held by a stone face Dakota.
"Shut the fuck up, put him back on the table and continue your treatment Doctor." The normally jolly Saurian said with a voice as cold as ice.
More curious then scared the Doctor complied picking Carver up and placing him back on the table, "What, what's going on?" he asked.
"Nothing you need to know or share, especially with Carver." The large Saurian stated "Understand?" he asked pressing the pistol against the man's head.
Nodding slowly the Doctor proceeded to treat Carver, rewrapping his hands, then his arms and restraining them to his chest. "So one is a powerful ignorant fool, while the other is a knowledgeable secret keeper who keeps his friend in the dark." Solack thought smirking internally "And yet I'm the one who knows the truth. I know what's going to happen." The man thought gleefully as he examined Carver's eyes for any sign of a concussion and saw the Green bleed away to Orange. "Soon you no matter what your friend does, the animal he tries to keep in the shadows will be a creature that basks in the light. And everyone will see."
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Alright finally done!
Heh kind of surprise myself with Dakota's shift in personality. Good from a jolly goof ball to a man who presses a gun against an 'innocent' civilian's head without a care.
And now that I'm done writing this chapter….. I'm a sick bastard burdening Carver with such pain. And the bad part is, it going to get worse.
Until next time.
Nicogen