Forced Secret

Victor Creed was not happy, he had not only been captured but they had restraints strong enough to hold him. They had striped him down to nothing but his underwear, for nine hours pocked, and prodded at his body, blood samples and the works. He would roar in pain as some of the tests had been done with positive and negative electrical currants as they fully tested his healing factor.

However, when they took a sample from him, they had taken pity on his mind, and gave him a shot that forced him into a deep sleep. When he woke up however, he was on the ground; cold floors and nothing to cover him save it be his boxers, which at one point in time had gotten wet. He sat up a growl as his head throbbed from the action. Looking around he saw a woman who looked to be in the same boat. She wore a simple bra and panties. She was pail with rich dark red hair which almost seemed brown. Her eyes were a staring color however, not a green and defiantly not a blue. She stood little taller then five nine and looked to weigh about 100 pound dripping wet. Her body seemed malnourished if at all. Her legs were long and thin, her waist wide and toned.

Looking her over he was surprised she that did not even flinch when she saw him. Thinking of himself as a terrifying man she should at least tremble at the mear sight of him. Walking over she handed him a small bottle of water, the seal still on it and then walked away her back to him. She climbed into a bed and within moments was sound a sleep. He figured from no energy, food would help that, only if they could get to it and even if he broke out why drag her with him? She would more then likely be dead weight. He figured he could killer her out of sympathy if needs be, she looked sickly and weak enough for that to apply.

I see subject one doesn't like Project Siren. I would not like her either, four mouths of injections and nothing yet. Her body and mind have sharpened, and yet still no power. I wonder if we are overlooking anything Dr. Nomads." Said a small man, he stood five two and very stout with gray hair and empty hazel eyes. He wore a face mask and goggles along with plastic gloves his white jacket had perfect creases and his shoes polished to a brilliant shine.

"I wonder if we are testing her the wrong way . . . we want a sonic blast from her mouth and to do that she has to scream. So, why not use our new subject? He looks like a perfect test subject for our new drug sir." Said a taller guard looking man with a black outfit, a bullet proof vest and side straps with what looked to be darts. His smile made the other look to the woman, her red hair in disarray and her bones showing in most areas. However, for the more part she just looked malnourished. They knew better, test had proven she was as strong as five men and could run at MC1 when forced to. Her eyes however, had suffered so she was partly blind.

"Do it and I want maximum test equipment internal and external sensor on both, if our drug works we should have no problem with population control and we will even have a second generation to test with." The shorter man said with a grin. Laughing they walked out as a very large tall man walked in to change shifts with the shorter Doctor.

It was nine hours later when Project Siren woke, she head staring noises she could not understand. They were slightly familiar to her but she could not place them. Looking around she saw a smug of color and walked to it, seeing it become cleaner and gain more form as she got closer. Seeing it to be the man from last night she listened more, it was coming from his chest as he slept, siting she watched him. This man who looked so new to her. Then again she mused, 'Nine years in this joint and it would have anyone forgetting mores things.' She watched him tell he woke, "Nice to see you join the land of the living." She said softly to him. Sitting up he simply grunted at her as he attained a sitting position.

"Who are you and were am I?" Victor demanded. She sighed as she stood walking over to a table to get a bottle of water. She returned and sat down, "Far from were your used to I am afraid Mr.? Sorry forgot to ask your name." She then took his silence as a tough guy act so she gave him the only name she could truly remember, "I am called Project Siren . . . but whoever come in here just call me Siren. They want to see if the human body can adapt to all sorts of new things and me . . .they want sonic blast from my mouth and ideas like that. Thus far nothing." She sighed, remembering the reports she had seen of herself, her body had refused to gain any kind of weigh and so they stopped all drugs in her. Seeing if after time it would allow her to gain some, the weight loss was not healthy and so they waited a little longer before they pumped her full of drugs again.

Victor then grunted, "I am Victor Creed. Just call me Sabertooth, I know that my kind adept rather well too most things and I am not going to be staying long either. I plan on busting out and killing anyone who gets in my way." He said simply in a mater fact voice. She smiled, "Hey you start it I just might fallow, I have a few scraps to get back at for locked me up and man that is going to be fun."

Their fun was stopped as ten men came in with dart guns all aimed at Victor. She then stood. "What in the blood blue blazes are you Gunkeys (If you don't understand it listen to Bill Cosby tapes you find it eventually.) doing in my chambers?!" She demand as if she was a goddess looking down on the weaker mortals. The guards then barked back, "Orders Miss Siren, he is to be put under as well as you so we can do this the easy way or the hard way, you designed."

Siren then growled low in her throat, "I say not at all." She made one movement to run but three darts tagged her , she fought it and made ten steps before three more hit her, six darts were just to much for her to take and so she fell onto her knees then flat on her back. Victor smiled, 'Fore a human she has got gall, I will give her that.' He thought to himself however, he soon found twelve darts empty themselves into him and then room went black before he could try and fight it.

Victor woke to find he and the woman were in a strange room with no windows and only one small door. Several ventilation openings but none small enough for a person his size. Siren woke next with a grunt, "What now? Was all she said as she sat up, taking notice of the new addition to their pathetic situation, they were completely naked. Blushing furiously she quickly forced herself into a corner were she crossed her arms over her knees, "YOU GUNKEYS! HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY UNDERWARE!"

He could have laughed if this was not really happening, looking down he found his clothes had to been taken from him. Not feeling any need for modesty he just stood there. She saw him in his boxer he figured it was just as bad. That was just before his stomach designated to start tying itself in knots and groans from Siren came as she held her stomach as well. He growled out the pain of it and the room began to spin. His sense of smell was nut over something just could not place. Sniffing out the sent he walked to Siren, her body was emitting a strange pheromone that had his brain turn to mush. Quickly walking away his legs designated to have a mind of their own as his vision just went blurry. He fell to his knees and everything went blank.

When Siren woke for the second time, she found herself on the bed again. Her whole body was sore and some areas browsed most scratched most of her body was bandaged. She then smiled; they had given back her underwear, which was all that she had to cover her body. However, she felt strange as she looked to the man on the bed not to far away. His skin looked scratched for the more part and, his breathing was not regulated as he tossed and turned in his deep forced sleep.

She then tried to walk and found pain shoot up from her toes to her neck. Hissing she walked to get water and found they left a larger amount of food then they ever did. She took a small portion and ate it slower, finding as she ate the pain left. Victor woke moments after she was half way threw her food. Pointing to the large tray he finished what was left. She had nothing to worry about, she ate twice the amount she normally did and went to sleep directly after. A habit she had developed soon after they said she was getting to light. Not using to much of what she ate was a habit that had proven worth while. She had to check on her cell mate before she slept and after she had effetely seen him to buzzy eating she went to sleep.

It had been one week of having Victor around, she found him to be high strung and completely boring always growling at the guards and when food came around he never ate it in less she had hers first. Not seeming to see that they did not kill their subjects he suspected everything. So she varied were she ate from when they brought the enormous trays of food in. She also started to get sick, throwing up at least twice in the morning and so she ate less in the mornings.

Victor on the other hand she could tell was going to bust that night when the shifts switched. She smiled, he would be the proverbial 'Bull in the China shop'. He had ate a bigger portion then normal that morning before she had to run and puke. They had begun giving her seven shots a day again, they had told her they were vitamins. She however, knew the feel of the chemical they used to inhance her vocal cords all to well.

Surpassingly the tray they brought for lunch was seven times what she had ever seen, she had put on at lest twenty pounds and it was all in her waist for some reason. She also saw her bra was getting tighter as well, it was all happening to fast for her and she had just about figured it out. Victor on the other hand seemed oblivious to it all. Not caring she figured he did not feel the side effects of that day, nor did he more then likely remember.

She took her portion of it and walked away from the rest, figuring Victor will need the energy for the bust out that night. She could read it in his eyes, the man hated begin confined to any kind of room. Walls seemed to bring out the animal in him, like a Tiger would pace around in its cage.

She ate and then went to sleep as she always did, and man did it help when she had to run to the bathroom. She had received covers much like Victor but hers were thicker to keep her warm on the colder nights when the temperature was lowered to keep the soldiers up. Victor had gotten irritable to everyone, but surpassingly not her. He took one whiff of her and stayed away as much as he could. Spending most of his time thinking and watching the happening around the place from the cell.

She woke when Victor had triggered the alarm for the door. She smiled and climbed out of bed. Running behind him she smiled, he was fast but not fast enough to take care of her in a fight. He took out the men whilst she just trailed, after they got out the door she hit top speed for anywhere but behind her. She ran for a good twenty miles at a speed near MC1. Finding her energy low she also saw her stomach had begun to bulge. She stopped dead in her tracks, she was pregnant. She figured the drug they used on her and Victor was a sexual stimulant and it worked in more ways then one. But why was her pregnancy going so fast? Thinking about the drugs they gave her sever could have sped up her pregnancy. It was a huge possibly she ran for a short time and figured she could get a job after the child was born. Thinking quickly she knew she had three degrees that could help and so she sought a place were she could keep her soon to come child safe. Sadly that was not to happen, as she looked she felt a shock go threw her system and it was right in the middle of a outside mall. Her lower reigns cried out in pain as she echoed their demand. Falling to her knees a older man quickly took her arm and had a neither call an ambulance. Everything went by so fast, she felt dizzy and all she saw were lights, flashing lights as she passed out.

She woke feeling warm, she also for a different reason felt completely dry, not like the other place were the ceilings leaked but dry warmth from a clean place. Opening her eyes she saw what looked to be a civilian hospital room. And not to far from her a crib, with a beautiful baby girl. A nurse had come to check in with her and handed her over, "Mam what do you want to call her?"

She hesitated and then said with a sigh, "I will call her Josephine Annett . . . Creed. That was her fathers last name Creed. C R E E D is how its spelt and she has my eyes for the record."