It felt like a repeat of what I was going through before. Trapped and confused in an unfamiliar place. And I had just gotten used to my old prison. Only this time, I couldn't see. It wasn't that I couldn't open my eyes, nor was it that I was too tired. Rather, it felt as if I didn't have any at all. So all I could do was hear.

Some drills sounded uncomfortably close to me. What was happening? Some sort of surgery, I guess. Maybe this is part of their experiment, making me a chimera as they called it.

Suddenly, pain shot through my right arm. It felt as if it was being hacked off. Then the pain abruptly stopped. I didn't have an arm anymore. I wanted to yell out in pain. But I couldn't. It wasn't just the anaesthetics I had been given that stopped me from screaming in agony, it felt like I couldn't open my mouth at all.

Was all of this really necessary? Next, I could feel my back being sliced open, and something was inserted in there. It felt cold, yet oddly light. Not uncomfortable at all.

Finally, my eye. I felt something being placed over it and the strangest thing – whatever it was attached itself to my eye.

So much pain. I just wanted to end. I just wanted to sleep. And my wish was granted.

It felt like I was falling in a void of darkness. Strange… it felt as peaceful as it was scary.

And then, I woke up.

The first thing I noticed was something I haven't felt for some time. No pain. I felt perfectly fine. Well, I felt fine physically but of course I still had many questions. For once, it seemed as if I might get them. There was a man standing there, old yet clearly wise beyond his years. I don't know how but suddenly I knew so much about him. I could see information.

'Name: Dr Andonuts'

'Age: 57'

'Gender: Male'

'Family: 1 son, Name: Jeff Andonuts'

'Director of Chimera Laboratory. Currently working on Human Chimera Project.'

So this man is responsible for the project I have heard so much about. The one who is responsible for experimenting on me.

"Well, you've finally awoken! I must admit, you had us all worried there!"

This man's voice… for some reason, it soothes me. It sounds familiar in a way. Like… like the voice of a father. I was furious at him for experimenting on me, murderous intents filled my mind, yet his voice seemed to extinguish that fire within me. I decide to hear what he has to say.

"Dr Andonuts?" I ask.

"Good, it seems like that new eye is working. I had my reservations about it but I suppose…"

My eye? I put my left hand up to my left eye. It doesn't feel like an eye at all. It feels like… metal?

"Careful! You don't want to break it!" he says

"Why is my eye like this? How do I know who you are? Why am I here? Who are those pigs?"

"One thing at a time now. Your eye was damaged, so we had to use cybernetics to repair it. The eye has some special features – infrared radiation, a temperature sensor, map data, zooming abilities and the ability to analyse a target and give you information on them from our databanks."

Wow. That's a lot of things – and he says it has some special features.

"You said my eye was damaged. How?"

"You were found at the bottom of a cliff… Drago Plateau. You were heavily injured. We kept you in that solution to heal you. Your right arm, your left eye and your back suffered the most. So we had to replace them."

Looking down, I see my right arm is encased in metal. It moves just like a hand, yet it feels so much stronger. As if I could crush anything with it. I suppose in a way, it's even better than my old hand.

"Your hand also has a special feature – try pressing that button on top of your wrist."

He points to this small button - I wouldn't have recognised it if he didn't show me. I press it and suddenly feel this small tingling in my arm. My hand begins to transform, the fingers curl into a fist which seem to pull itself back into my metallic arm. Something else sprouts in place of my hand… a arm cannon? What have they done to me?

"What did you do to my hand?" I say, anger seeping into my voice.

"Now don't be angry, this isn't permanent. Simply press that button and your hand will be back."

I follow his advice and he's right – the arm cannon retracts and my hand comes back. This doesn't make sense. I'm relieved that I have a hand, thankful to the doctor even that it could be made stronger , despite the artificial nature of it. But why would I need an arm cannon? Why would I need an eye that can analyse a target and give infrared radiation? I voice this to the doctor. For once, he doesn't immediately have an answer. In fact, he looks just as confused as I am.

"I'm not sure why you needed an arm cannon or such an advanced eye. Now that you mention it, these do seem like odd things to give."

"You don't know? How can you not know when you are responsible for this?"

"I was responsible for this, you're certainly right about that. But I was told to give you those modifications by my... superiors. For what purpose, I don't know.'

I'm hesitant to believe him. Why wouldn't his superiors tell him what these modifications are for? Actually, who are his superiors? I wouldn't imagine he has any, given that he is the director of this laboratory. For now, I suppose I shall have to trust him.

"Are there any other modifications I am not aware?" I ask.

"One more but I think you'll like this one. Press those two buttons on your shoulders simultaneously."

I do so and a pair of bat-like wings appear at my sides, unfolding like origami. I turn around expecting to see huge scars in my back, but find none at all. Part of my back seems to protected with a layer of metal – I suppose it was for the injuries I suffered there, which the wings came out of. It's strange, the wings don't feel like an accessory, rather like an extension of myself. They don't just look cool either – they actually work! I can flap them to lift myself and hover, but actually gaining altitude is harder.

"How do I go up with these? Unless…"

I've just noticed that like a jetpack, there are two levers I can use, presumably to control thrusters. I try using them and sure enough, I'm actually flying! Controlling it is a bit harder but with some practice I'm getting better.

"I see you've found it out! Just be careful not to fly too much – your fuel supply is limited!" Dr Andonuts shouts over the noise.

Hearing that, I decide to stop and land. Pressing the same two buttons simultaneously causes my wings to fold back in. I can't help but marvel at the Doctor's work.

"You'll report to me occasionally for check ups. Just to make sure that certain parts are working as they should and that you haven't run out of fuel for your wings. Do you have any more questions?"

"A couple. Firstly, why can't I remember anything?"

"You may have lost your memory from the fall you took. However, we also erased your memories."

"What? Why? Those are my memories! You've no right to take them away!" I yell.

"That is true and I was highly opposed to doing so… but alas my 'superiors' forced me to. Whatever their reasoning is, I don't know. The more I think about it, the more I realise that I actually know very little." he says darkly.

"You failed." I retort.

"What?"

"You failed to erase all my memories. I can remember some things. A large green chimera with teeth – your work, I suppose, attacked me once.

"A drago? Oh!"

Dr Andonuts quickly puts his hands to his mouth. I suspect he wasn't supposed to say that.

"So it's called a drago? And I was found at Drago Plateau? Coincidence? I don't think so!"

"I… I really don't know."

I sense the doctor is as clueless as I am. I decide to back off a little.

"About some of these parts, will they work in water?"

"We've built them to be very durable. They won't damage or rust in water. Obviously if you open them, then they will be damaged, but apart from that, you should be fine.

"That's good. But what now? Thanks to you, I don't know anything. Where I live."

"Our king has requested that you see him once you were repaired. He was actually the one who gave me all these orders – the arm cannon, the wings, the eye and erasing your memories – all that was him."

Their king? Why would their king want to see me? Why would he order all of these enhancements to be made and my memory to be erased?

"I suppose I may as well see this king of yours."

"I shall arrange some transport then."

Dr Andonuts goes over to a control panel and calls for two soldiers (so there's an army then), to take me outside on an airship to… New Pork City? Brilliant name.

"They'll be outside, so just take the elevators to get down to the ground floor. If you get lost, I've installed a map into your eye so use that."

I proceed to leave. But before I open the door, I remember one last question.

"How's Jeff?"

The expression on the doctor's expression was one of pure shock. I suppose he wasn't expecting me to find out that. Yet, there was some sadness mixed in. Had his son died? It must be sad, to outlive your own child. I instantly regretted asking the question. But more than that, I regretted being angry at Dr Andonuts. He was a victim, just like me.

"I'm sorry for asking. And… thank you."

With that, I left the room, leaving the still stunned doctor.

A/N: So much exposition - and I'm not done yet! I think Claus might be OOC but I hope I've at least given some representation of his personality. Next time, we get to see the Pigmasks!