Just to clarify, Ronnie and Lincoln aren't actually dead yet, Python is just really efficient in disappearing people, now questions.
Asperman1: "Did they find the tracking chip? And what about the bodies?"
Answer: Continue to read for your answers
Omni Spectator: "I wouldn't be surprised if Python used brainwashing."
Answer: Heheheheh
TheNargana: "Can you promise a painful demise for those responsible and involved in Project Python?"
Answer: Maybe, we'll see mate
Finally, this story isn't dead, I just don't rush things until I'm 100% certain I like what I wrote, cause if I don't, I'll have to rewrite and I hate doing those
Enjoy!
-Y- Days later -Y-
Ronnie was currently panting as she did her 20th pull-up, the guard in front of her had a gun pointed at her to make her keep going.
She quickly realized that those who didn't perform would die, and there was no warning, the guards would just execute them on spot and drag their body away... She wondered how they got rid of the bodies...
Twenty... four...
Ronnie was still worried about Lincoln, he hasn't been seen since... Monday? She wasn't sure, the days seemed to begin to blend together and the guards never told them what the day was... She just hoped he was alright, wherever he was...
Twenty... seven...
She groaned, still doing pull-up before looking to the side and seeing Eric and Zola. They were still kicking, still strong-willed enough to survive and get out of here like her. Ronnie clenched her teeth, doing her thirtieth pull-up before her hands slipped and she fell to the ground, on her hands and knees. She groaned, her arms were shaky and her chest and core were on fire.
"Back on the pole, RS-4710," The guard said, pressing the barrel to the back of her head.
Ronnie considered letting him pull the trigger, this pain of this constant non-stop exercise and work made her wish for death at the end of the day... but she steeled herself, she needed to survive cause she didn't know if Lincoln was gone and if he was, she needed to get back and tell his family... Their family's...
She got to her feet.
"R- relax, johnny," She said, reading his name tag, "Just sore..." She jumped back up, grabbing the pole and continuing.
30 minutes later, General O'Reilly finished the training session, she had done 20 more pull-ups.
"Alright, you weaklings!" He shouted, "Grub time! 2 hours, relax and refuel, keep up the good behavior and you may get access to the Library!" He shouted as the guards escorted the group to the mess hall.
Ronnie quickly met up with Zola and Eric. In the short time they've been here in this facility they decided to lean on each other, especially since Lincoln had gone missing that one night a few days ago. It was an odd friendship between them, but everyone had somebody they leaned against here, I guess Python knew this, probably easier to control everyone when they could just threaten your brother or girlfriend... Although Zola and Eric were an odd pairing as they seemed to hate each other half the time, luckily it wasn't one of those times.
"Oi, Ron," Eric waved as they got into line for what was honestly breakfast, as they hadn't even eaten since waking up. It was still dark outside when their training began, she assumed that it was 4 in the morning but the guards wouldn't give her an hour.
"Any word on Lincoln?" Zola asked as the person manning the food station handed the trio their lunch, for all the atrocities that Python was putting them through, the captives had to admit that the food here was probably the best part of it all. Today was grilled chicken with white rice and soup. Cornbread as a desert of sorts.
Ronnie and company found their table, the same one they've been using since arriving.
"Still no word... I'm fearing the worst..." Ronnie finally answered as she took a bite of her rice and groaned. "Pinche Serpiente... Ni siquiera puedo cocinar arroz..." She whispered before continuing to eat the food, although she yearned to eat her family's food, getting tired of eating these healthy meals, meant to maximize their diets.
"Mm!" Eric said, tearing through his plate of food, "This stuff is definitely drugged with bleeding 'roids or something." He said before flexing his arms. "I was definitely not this toned when we got here and forgive me if I don't think it's natural."
"It's because it's not," Madison said suddenly, basically appearing in front of the group, "Python cooks with special supplements, enhances things like brain capacity, endurance, and yes, even muscle development... At least it makes the food taste better than it actually is." She said flatly, attempting to make a joke but years in Python have killed her sense of humor.
"I heard Uroborous chose Lincoln first... I'm sorry to hear that," She said, crossing her arms behind her back.
"Chose first? So wait, he's not dead after all...?" Ronnie asked.
"No, no, he's... Fine..." She hesitated, "Dr. Uroborous knows better than to let viable... Candidates die, so easily... I should know." She said before sitting in front of Ronnie.
"Thank you, I guess, that makes me feel somewhat better..." Ronnie said, taking a sad bite of her rice, cringing at the taste still.
"I'm sure he'll be fine, Ronnie, I may have only known him for a few hours, but I could already tell that he had a strong heart and iron-clad will," Zola said as she patted her back reassuringly.
"That much is true," Eric added in, "I wouldn't mind having a drink with him when we get out of here," He said with a smile.
"Aren't you like, 14?" Ronnie asked, before Eric could answer, a guard whistled, silencing the entire room.
"10 minutes!" He shouted at the teenagers, "Then the good Doctor has something to say!" He said, referencing Dr. Urobouros.
The entire mess hall seemed to become quiet at the mention of the doctor, The constant screaming through the night usually rang out across the halls, keeping most awake and forming an accurate image of the Doctor as a mad scientist with absolutely no sense of right or wrong or morals. Ronnie usually ran herself ragged throughout the day to avoid hearing his screams, being so tired she instantly passed out upon hitting her bed.
"Listen, Ronnie," Maddison leaned forward, getting the Latina's attention, "In a few short moments, you're gonna see Lincoln again..."
"Really!?" She said, a bit too loudly, she lowered her heard once she saw everyone stare at her.
"Are you sure, Lady?" Eric asked, raising a brow at her.
"Of course, I am, did your sponsor not tell you about me? I'm never wrong." Madison said, giving a small, rare smile before looking at Ronnie. "I have to warn you though, Ronnie, the Doctor did put him through a lot... More so than he did to the last generation of Candidates..." Madison said, "It seems that the Doctor is escalating his experiments... I've got to go now, just know Ronnie... Be patient with Lincoln, he'll still love you after all this..."
With that, Madison stood up and made her way out of the mess hall just as General O'Reilly called for their attention.
Everyone stood, before lining up in a straight line and looking towards the General. Everyone watched as the Doctor entered, followed by three people in all white scrubs.
Ronnie nearly screamed when she saw that one of them was Lincoln, the white head of hair was an easy trait to notice in any crowd. She took a step forward before Zola pulled her back, looking, Ronnie saw the "Don't try it" look she was being given. She resigned and watched.
"Ladies and Gentlemen!" Uroboros shouted, his lab coat was drenched in blood, "I'd like to announce the great news! After recent trials and a few failures, I'd like to introduce the newest generation of cybernetics!" He waved his hands and showed off the three teenagers, who all removed their shirts.
Ronnie was amazed, and embarrassed, to see Lincoln, she'd never seen him so well defined in muscle or body shape, but that wasn't the point at the moment.
His entire body was covered with metallic lines, that traced his entire body, connecting to glowing circles that dotted at every major muscle in the body. The lines all seemed to wrap around to his back, it would seem with two lines going down the sides of his face and connecting at his eyes.
"With this new generation of Cybernetics enhancements, the tasks you will be capable of will be endless!" He shouted as a squad of guards dropped a giant metal slab in front of Lincoln. He looked at the slab of iron blankly before reaching down, grabbing it by the sides. Everyone's eyes widened as his hand crushed the sides like a soda can before lifting it up over his head with ease. He then dropped it back onto the ground with a groan.
Steam seemed to release from the glowing circles before he fell to his knee, carefully he got back up, balancing himself.
"Obviously, dear LL-6247 here is far from complete, he is a very advanced prototype for what you all will eventually become!" He said, his smile crazed and wild.
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Lincolns body... His "body" wasn't sore... Lifting 500 pounds of metal with a new cybernetic body... He did it so easy and didn't even strain... He wasn't human anymore... Was he?
His life was being taken away from him by the second, the minute, hour, day! And this was... This was all the Doctors fault...
Lincoln could see red, his vision focusing in on the Doctor. He took a stance, his fist clenched as he jumped forward, this was the only chance, the only one he had! He had to take it! He had to kill Uroboros! No one should have to go through what he did!
The torture, pain, every second wishing for death! Watching Uroboros cut away his flesh and replace it with machine and metal!
Feeling every. single. second.
All pain.
The fist was mere inches away from the Doctor's face when a hand intercepted that punch, catching the super-powered punch with ease.
"W- What!?" Lincoln asked.
"You best keep your hands off the Doctor, LL-6247." General O'Reilly said before flipping Lincoln and throwing him onto a table, it breaking under him. Lincoln groaned before shakingly rolling onto his hands and knees.
"You need to learn respect boy," The General said, kicking Lincoln in the chin, making him fly back. The general pulled a firearm from his side and pointed it at Lincoln's forehead. "Maybe you dying will kill any sense of rebellion left in these kids..." He pulled the hammer back.
"Lincoln!" Ronnie shouted, breaking out of Zola's grasp and dodging a set of guards, evading their arms and reaching for Lincoln, arm outstretched.
"Gah!" She suddenly felt two or three bullet tear through his side, she fell to the floor with a thud, blood spilling profusely from the wound.
"R- Ronnie!" Lincoln saw and heard the gunshot, an innate instinct kicked in, smacking the gun away from him and standing, attempting to kick the general away from him. As before, O'Reilly was able to predict, catching his leg.
"I gotta give it to you kid, you got spirit. Too bad you're a worthless fighter," He threw Lincoln away, far away from Ronnie, who was still bleeding out. "Come on, LL-6247. Get up. Your girlfriend is dying behind me and even with these cybernetics, you can't get past me."
Lincoln flipped himself mid-air and came to stop on the ground, he twitched, looking at himself, not knowing how he did that... He refocused his attention, looking at Ronnie before the General was suddenly in front of him, giving Lincoln a high knee into the stomach. Lincoln gasped, feeling the intense pain in his gut.
"Focus on the enemy in front of you, LL-6247," He chastised, bringing up a fist. The image of Lynn appeared in his head, the overhead punch she always hit him with... Reality presented itself once again as Lincoln weaved under the punch. Taking a boxer stance, learned from Lynn, he brought a fist up for a powerful uppercut.
The general eyes widened as he saw the Loud weave and even counter him. "Impressive..." He said before once again, catching his fist, seconds before it could connect. "But not fast enough..." He clenched Lincoln's hand tightly, most definitely breaking several cybernetic fingers. Lincoln didn't get a chance to scream, as he was roughly thrown away again, this time in front of Ronnie.
The General looked towards Doctor Uroboros. The Doctor simply shook his head and made a gesture with his hands before the General nodded back.
Lincoln groaned, his vision was blurry and fading in and out. "R- Ronnie..." He crawled forward, even with these enhancements, he could still feel pain... He was still weak and still able to be broken under Python...
"Ronnie, Ronnie please tell me you're OK!" He said, reaching out for her but his hand was stomped on by the General, making him cry out in pain.
"You've proven your worth, for now... Lincoln..." He said before reaching down and picking up Ronnie, slinging her over his shoulder, she groaned in pain. "Thank you, RS-4710, you seem to have volunteered to be the next recipient of the... Conversion process let's say..." He said.
Lincoln's eyes widened as he attempted to rise to his feet, weakly punching the General's leg.
"N- No...! Y- you can't do that to her! You can't hurt her like that!" He screamed as the General gripped his wrist and lifted him up.
"Thank you for the demonstration, Lincoln..." He said before headbutting Lincoln, the world went dark for the young Loud.
The General turned to the onlookers, they were all terrified, even with the enhanced strength and muscle, Lincoln couldn't even land a single hit... But they all had gained a new respect for the young boy who was brave enough to try to kill The psychotic doctor... General O'Reilly could see this becoming a problem in the future... He'd have to watch Lincoln closely in the future...
"This man is really something..." Zola commented on General O'Reilly.
"You got that right, but Lincoln is something else entirely..." Eric said as they watched Lincoln and Ronnie be taken away by separate guards before Uroboros cleared his throat.
"As you can see, don't think that with these new improvements you can suddenly fight the authority of this facility, if I so wanted, you all will be gunned down and I can start over with new Candidates for Project Python... That is all, General, continue your work." With that, Dr. Uroboros began to leave the room the other test subjects being pushed along to follow.
"I have a new candidate to initiate into the new Cybernetic Program..." He said with a laugh.
-Y-Y-
"Single lacerations on each of victim's wrists indicate that the death was slow..." The Medical Examiner said, writing down several notes while a camera recorded him. "The victims seem to have multiple, healed scars all over their bodies, leading me to believe that they suffered years of abuse before running away and eventually committing suicide... I will now begin the autopsy, time: September 30th, 2017." The M.E. said before a small dart shot him in the neck. He choked, grabbing it before stumbling to the ground, unconscious.
"Lisa! Was that necessary!?" Lynn said, climbing out of the vent and catching the young genius in her hands.
"Absolutely necessary, he was about to perform the autopsy before I could," Lisa said as she put on specially made gloves for her tiny hands. "He'll wake up in a few hours, but we'll be long gone by then."
"Oh wait, I thought you said you were just gonna examine the bodies?" Lynn said as they walked over to the remains of Lincoln and Ronnie. Lynn couldn't bring herself to look at them.
"How do you expect me to examine them without performing an autopsy? Take the camera," Lisa told her. Lynn quickly got the camera and fiddled with it before disconnecting it from the tripod.
"Why do we need the camera?" Lynn asked
"Because it recorded us coming in and it's digital with no memory card, my brutish sister, Father has the same model..." Lisa said before reaching out to surgical tools and grabbing a scalpel.
"You better be right about this, Lisa!" Lynn said, taking the scalpel from her quickly, the feeling of guilt rising in her gut. "Or this'll all be for nothing and we'll be cutting up the body of our brother..."
"Trust me, sister... I know for a fact that these aren't Lincoln and Ronnie... Although there are some inconsistencies I can't explain, like my tracker... BUT I will get to the bottom of this... Thank you for believing me when I told you my theory..."
"Hey Lisa, you're smarter than me, I'd believe you if you told me the sky was actually purple... Besides, I need any hope knowing Lincoln is actually out still out there."
Back in the alley, about two days ago, when Lori pulled back the tarp and revealed the bodies, Lisa and Leni had gotten impatient and decided to come to see what was happening but only saw the bodies.
All the sisters reacted as anyone would, crying, grief, and screaming, blaming one's self as one does during this kind of tragedy. Lisa herself did cry but upon closer inspection, she noticed things that didn't add up for her.
Like how Lincoln's hair was slightly grayer than normal, or how Ronnie was using clutching the knife in her left when she was actually right-handed, or even how she found the very small tracking device on the ground near the bodies. Also, why were the bodies covered in that tarp? Lisa attempted to bring her evidence up to her sisters, but Lori simply chalked it up to a small child trying to rationalize her brother's death...
Lisa was ready to give up until Lynn approached. "Are you sure?" She asked, holding herself, the guilt of starting the fight that led to Lincoln leaving weighing on her. Anything to alleviate her guilt and pain.
"Lynn," Lisa said, refocusing on the body in front of her. It was Lincoln's, "Hand me the scalpel..."
Lynn nodded, giving it back to Lisa.
"Work your magic, Sis, I'll keep a lookout," Lynn said, grabbing a chair and barricading the door with it while taking peaks through the glass pane, police stations never sleep after all.
Lisa looked at the body in front of her and took a deep breath, she sometimes forgot that she was 7, turning 8 in a few months... Lisa sometimes wished to be ignorant like the rest of her family but life wasn't fair. She thanked the stars that she took that anatomy course at the local university... She could be a Medical Examiner if she wasn't so young.
Lisa slowly brought the scalpel to the skin and pressed it down. Suddenly, the blade slid forward across the skin.
"Gah!" She cried in surprise, almost stumbling. "What in the blazes?" She asked before she, more carefully this time, brought the scalpel to the skin and pressed down. "Nothing..." She whispered. "I can't even puncture it..." Lisa then poked it, it certainly felt like skin, so why couldn't she cut it?
Lisa stroked her chin in thought.
"The mystery thickens..." She whispered. "Lynn! Can you come here?" She called out for her sister. Lynn quickly came running.
"What's up?" She asked.
"Watch this..." She demonstrated the uncuttable skin to Lynn, "Nothing, this blade isn't dull, it's new, and I'm firmly pressing..."
"Let me see, maybe you're not strong enough." She took the scalpel and with a significantly more amount of force, she was able to cut through the skin. "Got it!" She said the body started to bleed profusely. Although, the blood was darker, black even.
"Blood? But, he's dead? How could there be blood and why does it look black!? The heart isn't be pumping either..." Lisa questioned.
The girls suddenly heard knocking on the door.
"Doctor, it's Captain Saltwater! Open the door!" The knocking became more aggressive.
"Quick Lynn," Lisa whispered as Lynn grabbed her, tossing her little sisters into the vent they came in, she jumped in as well, quickly, Lynn held the grate back in place but-
"It's loose! I kicked it off the bolts!" She whispered to Lisa.
"Here! Use this!" She handed Lynn what appeared to be a pen. "Use it!" She repeated.
Lynn nodded before clicking the pen and the other end lit up like a blowtorch.
"You just have this in your back pocket!?" Lynn asked, using the pen torch to weld the grate back onto the vent, just in time too as the door was kicked in.
"Doctor?" The voice asked, looking, the sisters could see that it was in fact not Captain Saltwater... But a Youngman with dark hair and green highlights. The young man looked around before entering the morgue. "Coast is clear..." He said in a different voice as he and another person, a young short girl, entered the room. She had the same black and green hair. They both wore black clothes, with a single green line going down the side.
Although the little girl had a dress on instead of the usual uniform of black track pants and a t-shirt.
"Who are they...?" Lynn whispered, watching them.
"Quiet Lynn! The camera, quick!" Lisa whispered back, having a gut feeling that they were going to want to save this for later. Lynn quickly produced the camera, aiming it between the bars and hitting the record button.
"Oliver, it looks like someone was here before us," The girl said, her tone blank and dead, she had to be about 9. She crouched and grabbed a dart from the doctor's neck, she looked at his tripod. "There's a missing camera here as well..." She added.
"Don't worry about that, Olivia, whoever was here must be long gone," Oliver said, picking up the doctor's body and putting him on a morgue stretcher, and sliding him into the freezer. "For safekeeping..." He said to himself.
"Can you check again?" She asked calmly, as she went up to the corpses on the table, needing to use a chair to boost herself up.
"If you're so concerned, then fine, sis, I will." He said as he took a running stance and suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he was gone, replaced by green sparks of lightning.
"What the..." Lisa asked, before covering her mouth, 'That's impossible...' She thought as she continued to watch with even more interest.
Seconds later, he was standing next to Olivia, lighting dancing on him again, shoes smoking.
"As I said, sis, long gone... As well as a new pair of boots. Although, I did find this behind the building," He presented what appeared to be a wallet.
Lynn's eyes widened.
"That's mine!" She whispered to no one in particular.
Opening the wallet, Oliver whistled.
"She's kinda cute, not gonna lie... Hold on... Loud? As in the kid we picked up last week?" He asked Olivia.
"That's correct," She said simply, placing a hand on "Lincoln's" chest, "He is damaged, whoever was here before us, was inspecting them..." She said, taking notice of the cut on his side, made by Lisa.
"How can you be sure?" Oliver asked, placing his own hand on "Ronnie's" chest.
"Don't worry about it, let's wake them up."
At the same time, they pressed their hands down onto the couple's chest, multiple clicks and pops could be heard before the corpses' eyes shot open. They both gasped loudly and held their chests as they regained their breathing.
"How long..." The first asked... "Lincoln" asked.
"Have we been out...?" The second asked, "Ronnie" this time.
"About three days and two nights," Oliver said, tossing him a shirt and pants, "Get dressed, you two, you have missions waiting for you back at base." He said.
Lynn blushed and covered Lisa's eyes from the sight of the two very naked teenagers getting dressed. Olivia's eyes also being covered by Oliver.
Once dressed, the older siblings removed their hands from their little sister's eyes.
"And drop those disguises, you look ridiculous." Olivia said, staring up at "Lincoln" and "Ronnie".
The pair nodded and stood up. Instantly, their forms shifted. Their hair becoming equal in length and color and their bodies also changed to match the other.
They were fraternal twins.
"Did we do good, right Ellie?" The first asked.
"I think we did well, Eli." The second responded.
"You guys are probably the creepiest people I've worked with," Oliver said, looking at Lynn's ID again, "You think we'll see her around town?"
"Oh... I think we will..." Olivia said, eyes suddenly pointed at the vent.
"Lisa... Lisa, they're staring directly at us..." Lynn said as they began to move back through the vent. "That's NOT good..."
"Quiet, Lynn! They have no way of knowing that we-"
Olivia's hand shot forward and the metal grate ripped off the vent and into Olivia's hand. The Loud sisters screamed in surprise and fear.
"We have intruders..." She said with an evil smile, "Or possibly new candidates for Project Python?" She asked.
"No can do Sis," Oliver said, stretching his arms and legs, "They're out of the age bracket, we need to dispose of them since they saw us and-"
It was sudden, too sudden for even the speedster among them to react.
Lynn jumped out of the vent, Lisa on her back with her arms wrapped around her neck. She was acting on adrenaline and fear of what these superpowered teenagers were planning to do to them.
She landed in front of Oliver and swung, punching him in both of his ribs, kicking him in his shin, bringing him to his knee before she punched him hard in the temple. He laid motionless, knocked out.
"Oliver!?" Oliva asked, eyes going from brother to the sisters in surprise. No one in the room dared to make a move on her.
Lynn bolted out of the morgue, going through a suspiciously empty police station.
"I can't believe that worked!" Lynn said as she got onto her bike, reclaimed from the alley the bodies were found and rode away. Lisa was just as shocked.
"Sister, I have no doubt that they'll find us!" Lisa shouted, looking behind her, seeing the police station was quickly disappearing on the horizon as Lynn rode away, never taking a moment to stop.
"I know... I know they will but what else are we supposed to do?" Lynn asked, "We need to everyone of what we saw! Lincoln's alive!"
Lisa began to think, they both knew what they saw, what they weren't supposed to see. What was Project Python? Who were those Teenagers? Where did they get those crazy abilities and powers? What were they planning and what else could they do...? Where did they take Lincoln?
They were willing to dispose of them... To kill them for seeing... Who knows what they would do if they just told anyone else of this?
"Lynn... Lynn stop! We... We can't go back home..." She said softly to Lynn, tugging on her jersey for attention.
Lynn suddenly hit the brakes, coming to a skidding stop. They were on the end of the block, the Loud House could be seen just at the end of the cul de sac.
"WHAT!? With what we have, they even said that they have Linc and maybe even Ronnie!" Lynn reasoned.
"Do I need to spell it out for you Lynn!?" Lisa yelled back, "They have Lincoln and Ronnie but you heard what that Oliver kid said! They would've killed us if you hadn't jumped in! If they find us or find out that we told anyone about this..." She hesitated. "This entire thing is bigger than us sister, we don't know who we're dealing with or what they can do..." Lisa said.
Lynn gritted her teeth before nodding and looking down at her bike peddles.
"So looks like we're going to finish what Lincoln and Ronnie started, huh? Runaway to protect our families?" Lynn asked silently.
Lisa nodded, frowning as she felt Lynn beginning to ride her bike again, making a turn away from the Loud House.
"It... would seem so, Lynn..." She said, looking downcast at the idea of even leaving her family and home.
"Well, there's one thing I know for certain..."
"And what's that, Lynn?"
"Python or whoever is running the show, is going to regret messing with the Loud Family..." She said, scowling with tears pricking her eyes.
Lisa nodded, hugging her sister from behind, holding onto her tightly as they rode away from their home.
"That's a promise..." She whispered back.
-Y-Y-
Lincoln had woken up in the night to screaming... Loud screaming... He could recognize it anywhere, he's heard the reaction Ronnie made when she one time broke a few bones in a botched skateboarding incident... But hearing them throughout the night... They sounded so much worse than anything he could ever imagine.
He would try to break out of the cell but the cybernetics weren't responding to him... Probably Uroborous' doing, can't have a newly created supersoldier running amok with super strength after all.
Lincoln sunk to the floor and got into the fetal position, tears flowing down his face.
"Ronnie... Ronnie, I'm so sorry I let this happen to you... I should've been stronger..." He said, wiping his tears.
"Come on, mate, don't beat yourself up, we all know that this wasn't your fault," Eric said, speaking through the vent, "Besides you fought the General and survived! You may not've known it... But you inspired a lot of us today, Linc..." He said softly. "Be proud of that, you're already strong."
"The Irish boy is right, Lincoln," Zola added in, leaning against the vent, "A lot of us were given new hope, thanks to you. You're a natural leader in the making."
"Boy?" Eric asked, confused but he was promptly ignored.
Lincoln looked at his hands and forearms. They weren't his real arms anymore... He doesn't know how Uroborous did it, but he replaced at least 40% percent of his body with cybernetics. All in the span of a only few days, no less... All those blades and machines he used... He shivered, not wanting to think of it again, he could practically still feel it on his skin... "skin..." He clenched his fist.
"Thanks, guys... I appreciate the words... I promise I'll be stronger for everyone here since I'm such an inspiration." Lincoln said, earning a set of laughs from the duo.
"LIGHTS OUT IN THERE!" A guard shouted, banging on their doors for all of them to be quiet.
"Well, that's our cue, then..." Eric said, "Goodnight, Loud... We hope Ronnie makes it..." He said.
"Aye, Goodnight, Lincoln," Zola added and soon enough, it was completely silent in the barracks.
Lincoln quietly got onto his hands and began to do pushups, they were easier now with the cybernetic additions but were still tough, he needed to get stronger and faster, get used to this new body. Lincoln remembered hearing Uroborous through the pain of the operation, talking about possible mods they'd probably consider giving him in the future... If he survived the procedure for them anyways.
"Well guess what Doctor... I survived the transition... You're going to regret letting me live... Hurting my family..." He grunted, and began to push himself harder, doing push-ups even faster than before. "But most importantly... You're going to regret messing with Ronnie and me..." He whispered, gritting his teeth.
He would listen to Ronnie's echoing scream through the entire night, using it as inspiration to train himself hard and become the best as possible.
"I... will escape... And take down... All of Python..." He whispered, a glint of defiance in his eyes, that would turn into a great flame of rebellion...
Finally finished, I wrote this within the span of 5 hours, the fastest I've written a chapter in a single day.
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