Set in the 'Chaotic Century' series.
Disclaimer: No, unfortunately for me, I do not own 'Zoids' or anything remotely related to the show. Though, I do own my OC that appears in the fic.
~Thoughts~
"Speech"
On with the story...
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"Experimentation on his own son, how twisted can you-"
"Shhh! You want us to get fired! Keep your personal feelings to yourself!"
~Voices?... that's strange... normally all my senses pick up are the low, steady humming of the machines...~
"So your OK with all this? I mean, experimenting on Zoids I don't mind, but a Human being?"
"No, I am not OK with this. Unlike you however, I have a family to feed. It's just a job to me, another experiment to watch over"
~Another experiment?... I hope they're not talking about me... Man, my neck hurts...~
"Oh my god! did you see that! It moved!"
~It?... just a moment ago I was a Human Being...~
"Now you're just getting paranoid"
~What's with all this pain... Why can't I go back to sleep... so cold... stupid headache...~
"There! It just moved again!!"
"Where? It did not..."
"Did so! Look!" The young scientist stood from his seat in front of the many glowing monitors and strode cautiously towards the large, steal re-enforced door the lead to the holding chamber. Punching in the access code, he waited eagerly for the doorway to clear. Walking briskly up to the large, upright cylinder in which the 'experiment' was held, he leaned in close to the clouded tube and tapped it twice with the back of his hand.
~What the-!~
Jumping in fright, the young man leapt back from the tube as the occupant's body twitched. Looking back towards the older man still seated in the monitoring room, he gestured as if saying 'See? told you so!'
The older man wasn't watching the younger one though. He was busy frantically typing away on one of the many keyboards in the room, occasionally looking up towards the tubes occupant. Noticing that he had proved his point, the younger scientist began to walk from the room, but was stopped suddenly by a distinct tapping sound coming from behind him. Freezing in mid-step, the young scientist turned around and looked towards the tube.
~Ow! man those lights are bright... what's with all the noise.. oh, hello there...~
What he saw was two, glowing green eyes piercing through the dull, cloudy fluids of the tube. The eyes held no sign of emotion, nor comprehension of what was going on. They were simply staring, as if lifeless, at the now cowering young man.
"Oh My God!!!" screaming at the top of his lungs, the young scientist fell backwards onto his behind and began scuttling frantically backwards towards the doorway. He watched in horror as the distinct shape of the experiments already raised hand tapped on the glass again, but this time, it came to rest palm down on the glass. For the first time in the young scientist's time of working at the hidden Lab, he saw how pale the occupant's skin was. Not that it surprised him much. From what he'd heard, the occupant hadn't seen the light of the sun since it was 4 years old.
"Gary!" a loud voice came over the speaker in the holding chamber, "Gary, get yourself out of there! I'm locking the room down!"
The warning fell on deaf ears. The young scientist, known as Gary, was frozen in terror, eyes transfixed on the glowing green orbs. The green orbs travelled down from Gary's own two eyes to its hand. Pushing slightly, it looked as if the occupant was testing the glass's strength. Still, Gary found he could not move.
"Gary you idiot! Get Out!!" The speaker bleared again.
~Huh?... this doesn't feel all that thick... I have to get away from the pain...~
After a slight pause, the occupant pushed once again and Gary saw the fine lines of the cracks that were now forming, travel in all directions along the cylinder. Eyes widening, it finally dawned on Gary what was happening. Though, this realisation came to late, with one more push, everything seemed to go into slow motion. He watched as the glass seemed to fall away from the pale palm, closely followed by the cloudy liquid. There was a loud rumbling noise as Gary snapped his head around to find the large doors closing shut behind him. Turning back, he was met with the freezing cold wetness of the clouded liquid. After the initial wave of cold, he looked up towards the tube to find the occupant in plain view.
Hanging limply from the multiple tubes and wires that protruded from it's body, it appeared to be a young boy around the age of 16 or 17. He was thin, and from the lack of muscle growth and the sickly pale white colour of his skin, it was obvious he was malnourished. Long silvery strands of hair fell just below his pale waistline, most of it pulled back into a tight braid. Garry's eyes followed the boy's waistline to find something that definitely was not natural. Protruding from the boy's coxic bone, extending his spine, was a 4-foot long, metallic structure. This structure was swaying, rhythmically from side to side. To Gary, other than the swaying, it seemed to be dead.
Getting to his feet slowly, Gary looked towards the viewing window of the monitoring room. The older scientist was looking on in awe at the boy. Sighing to himself, he walked towards the large doors and typed in the access code so he could get out. He'd had enough excitement for one day and he wanted to get home, away from this twisted experiment. Smiling at the reassuring humming sound of the doors opening he made to walk through, but yet again, a noise stopped him.
Turning once again, he was met with the awful sight of the boy's body convulsing. The noise was coming from the multiple wires snapping and the tubes straining from their fixture at the top of the now shattered glass tube. The metal structure, which Gary had come to the conclusion that it was a makeshift 'tail', was now trashing around behind the boy, knocking and breaking any structure in it's path. Soon the majority of the wires were snapped, and the tubes, not being as strong or fixed as the wires, gave way. The body of the boy fell from the pedestal of the cylinder to the cold, metallic floor with a sickening 'Thud'. It lay there, not moving. Even the tail had come to rest, curled around one of the boy's pale legs.
Against his better judgment, Gary advanced cautiously towards the boy....
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Authors note: Cliffhanger, what evil things they are. Sorry about the lack of Van and other Zoid characters, but I thought I'd better get my OC introduced first. Though, you can't really count this as introduced... ah well, anybody guessed who's son he is?
Constructive comments are welcome, any suggestions on how to better my writing skills or plot suggestions. Also, Flames are welcome too. I will use them to cook my marsh-mellows while I write more =) Thankyou for reading. More to come soon.
Disclaimer: No, unfortunately for me, I do not own 'Zoids' or anything remotely related to the show. Though, I do own my OC that appears in the fic.
~Thoughts~
"Speech"
On with the story...
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
"Experimentation on his own son, how twisted can you-"
"Shhh! You want us to get fired! Keep your personal feelings to yourself!"
~Voices?... that's strange... normally all my senses pick up are the low, steady humming of the machines...~
"So your OK with all this? I mean, experimenting on Zoids I don't mind, but a Human being?"
"No, I am not OK with this. Unlike you however, I have a family to feed. It's just a job to me, another experiment to watch over"
~Another experiment?... I hope they're not talking about me... Man, my neck hurts...~
"Oh my god! did you see that! It moved!"
~It?... just a moment ago I was a Human Being...~
"Now you're just getting paranoid"
~What's with all this pain... Why can't I go back to sleep... so cold... stupid headache...~
"There! It just moved again!!"
"Where? It did not..."
"Did so! Look!" The young scientist stood from his seat in front of the many glowing monitors and strode cautiously towards the large, steal re-enforced door the lead to the holding chamber. Punching in the access code, he waited eagerly for the doorway to clear. Walking briskly up to the large, upright cylinder in which the 'experiment' was held, he leaned in close to the clouded tube and tapped it twice with the back of his hand.
~What the-!~
Jumping in fright, the young man leapt back from the tube as the occupant's body twitched. Looking back towards the older man still seated in the monitoring room, he gestured as if saying 'See? told you so!'
The older man wasn't watching the younger one though. He was busy frantically typing away on one of the many keyboards in the room, occasionally looking up towards the tubes occupant. Noticing that he had proved his point, the younger scientist began to walk from the room, but was stopped suddenly by a distinct tapping sound coming from behind him. Freezing in mid-step, the young scientist turned around and looked towards the tube.
~Ow! man those lights are bright... what's with all the noise.. oh, hello there...~
What he saw was two, glowing green eyes piercing through the dull, cloudy fluids of the tube. The eyes held no sign of emotion, nor comprehension of what was going on. They were simply staring, as if lifeless, at the now cowering young man.
"Oh My God!!!" screaming at the top of his lungs, the young scientist fell backwards onto his behind and began scuttling frantically backwards towards the doorway. He watched in horror as the distinct shape of the experiments already raised hand tapped on the glass again, but this time, it came to rest palm down on the glass. For the first time in the young scientist's time of working at the hidden Lab, he saw how pale the occupant's skin was. Not that it surprised him much. From what he'd heard, the occupant hadn't seen the light of the sun since it was 4 years old.
"Gary!" a loud voice came over the speaker in the holding chamber, "Gary, get yourself out of there! I'm locking the room down!"
The warning fell on deaf ears. The young scientist, known as Gary, was frozen in terror, eyes transfixed on the glowing green orbs. The green orbs travelled down from Gary's own two eyes to its hand. Pushing slightly, it looked as if the occupant was testing the glass's strength. Still, Gary found he could not move.
"Gary you idiot! Get Out!!" The speaker bleared again.
~Huh?... this doesn't feel all that thick... I have to get away from the pain...~
After a slight pause, the occupant pushed once again and Gary saw the fine lines of the cracks that were now forming, travel in all directions along the cylinder. Eyes widening, it finally dawned on Gary what was happening. Though, this realisation came to late, with one more push, everything seemed to go into slow motion. He watched as the glass seemed to fall away from the pale palm, closely followed by the cloudy liquid. There was a loud rumbling noise as Gary snapped his head around to find the large doors closing shut behind him. Turning back, he was met with the freezing cold wetness of the clouded liquid. After the initial wave of cold, he looked up towards the tube to find the occupant in plain view.
Hanging limply from the multiple tubes and wires that protruded from it's body, it appeared to be a young boy around the age of 16 or 17. He was thin, and from the lack of muscle growth and the sickly pale white colour of his skin, it was obvious he was malnourished. Long silvery strands of hair fell just below his pale waistline, most of it pulled back into a tight braid. Garry's eyes followed the boy's waistline to find something that definitely was not natural. Protruding from the boy's coxic bone, extending his spine, was a 4-foot long, metallic structure. This structure was swaying, rhythmically from side to side. To Gary, other than the swaying, it seemed to be dead.
Getting to his feet slowly, Gary looked towards the viewing window of the monitoring room. The older scientist was looking on in awe at the boy. Sighing to himself, he walked towards the large doors and typed in the access code so he could get out. He'd had enough excitement for one day and he wanted to get home, away from this twisted experiment. Smiling at the reassuring humming sound of the doors opening he made to walk through, but yet again, a noise stopped him.
Turning once again, he was met with the awful sight of the boy's body convulsing. The noise was coming from the multiple wires snapping and the tubes straining from their fixture at the top of the now shattered glass tube. The metal structure, which Gary had come to the conclusion that it was a makeshift 'tail', was now trashing around behind the boy, knocking and breaking any structure in it's path. Soon the majority of the wires were snapped, and the tubes, not being as strong or fixed as the wires, gave way. The body of the boy fell from the pedestal of the cylinder to the cold, metallic floor with a sickening 'Thud'. It lay there, not moving. Even the tail had come to rest, curled around one of the boy's pale legs.
Against his better judgment, Gary advanced cautiously towards the boy....
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Authors note: Cliffhanger, what evil things they are. Sorry about the lack of Van and other Zoid characters, but I thought I'd better get my OC introduced first. Though, you can't really count this as introduced... ah well, anybody guessed who's son he is?
Constructive comments are welcome, any suggestions on how to better my writing skills or plot suggestions. Also, Flames are welcome too. I will use them to cook my marsh-mellows while I write more =) Thankyou for reading. More to come soon.
