Chapter five: Transformation (sorry guys - short chapter; I had writer's
block AND had to get ready for my vacation)
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"This is suicide", he thought when his fingers were mere centimetres away from the dark eco. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before gathering all his courage to face death itself.
To his good luck Death was on a break and had send Pain and Suffering in his place. It didn't hurt as much as after the first experiment, but it was close. This was after all the stuff that could be defined as the antibody of all living.
And now it was inside him and all around him. Conquering it, he made it be him as well.
He looked down on his now dead-like, silver white hands that were equipped with long claws. He could see his reflection in one of the guards armour. His whole body had the same 'colour' and his eyes were a shade of black that didn't cast back any light instead of his regular clear blue.
He could feel that great strength had settled inside him, but he didn't like the way that it had come in. He didn't like this at all. When would he wake up and realize that this was nothing but a bad dream? And it was all their fault. If it had not been for them, he would not have to suffer. He felt a little rage come to the surface but tried to keep it down.
Meanwhile, the two scientists looked at him with hungry eyes. He actually used dark eco. Anyone else would have been seriously hurt or died by that dose. But instead a terrifying monster was standing before them looking at them with its dead eyes.
Scared and amazed they watched it approach them and take a swing at Morion. He easily dodged it because of Jak's still clumsy movements. But one thing was for sure: If they worked together, all the survivors would hold too much power for anyone to handle, so they had to spread them out.
To make room for them Morion had to "let go" of some other prisoners. "Spring cleaning". A vicious smile spread over Morion's lips.
Meanwhile Jak tried to whipe the smile off his lips with a punch, but he had not gotten used to his new "shape", and missed him by half a metre. He seriously needed training to get this clumsy powerhouse moving and kicking butt before the target was miles away. Too slow: Agility training.
Jak was wise enough to stay in the room. No guards would jump at him as long as he looked like a monster, but as soon as he turned back they would be all over him. And punishment would await.
The eco was used up and left was Jak standing; head cocked, blank eyes, panting heavily, ready to collapse.
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The feeling of channelling was a rush of energy - adrenaline, through every muscle, enableling you to perform moves faster, more precise and harder.
But this was just. Her mind against her body that now was affected by eco, threatening to take over.
As she struggled to take over she could feel something on her back on both sides of her spine. It tickled in the annoying way, making her twitch her shoulder blades back every second or so.
As she gained more and more control of her body, the something on her back was getting heavier. A lot heavier, and fast.
Every time she took her full attention away from the channelled eco she lost the regained control of her body.
As she finally gained full control of the eco, she swayed, lost her balance because of the thing on her back and fell backwards landing directly on her back. She couldn't turn around because of. then she saw it:
Wings, she had grown large, white-feathered wings! They were heavy as hell and therefore keeping her down. She just laid still looking at the wings connected to her body, not noticing the other changes.
The eco's effect had worn off and her wings were degenerating, leaving two marks that looked like ravines on either side of her spine to mark where the wings emerged from, leaving her stunned.
"Useless", Morion said with a cold voice
"W-what?", Sidric's voice was low and the comment stunning him.
"WHAT!?", Emaly's voice was both loud and high pitched by anger.
"What I just said" Morion's voice was calm as ever.
"Why you." She went to assault him, but was stopped by a guard. She tried to move out of his grip, but as he took a better hold of her, it hurt every time she struggled. She agreed to follow the guard out without giving much trouble. As she left the room the scientists were in a deep discussion.
"She's not trash, you saw it yourself: She was one of the only one who developed physically"
"Nailing herself to the ground along with it"
"Just give her more time, and it will come. I'm sure she will fly"
"As much as the sky is flourishing pink", the last two words were spat out
"NO, you can't just kill her"
"Ok then, my dear ASSISTANT. You will be in charge of HER experiments. I'm only using those who's really up for the task."
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Soon after they were spread out all over the prison, to make sure they wouldn't co-operate. Chickens. She would do ok, but she was concerned for Jak. She feared that his kind and friendly nature would be lost to, well reality.
He was sleeping in his cage when they took him away. She was Sidrics personal experiment and was doomed to spend the rest of her days in his laboratory.
Unless she could help it.
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The longest chapter in history! Ok, promise the next is going to be MUCH longer, I'm under serious timepressure! Going to France (yes France RB, hehe) Saturday for three weeks, I HAD to have this up before. So it's a bit quickly written, I'll probably rewrite this and chap 4 when I get home. If I have the time - you know school starts and stuff.
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By now you should be able to see the difference in the way the two (jak and emaly) think. Example from last chapter: Jak 'mentions' their names where Emaly concentrates around their abilities.
Reivewer's responses:
Nobinoir: That's what I do
AmanDaxter: I know you Dutch have a language - it is impossible to understand, but somehow readable for Danes. Example: I am able to get some sense out of a newspaper from the Netherlands, cool huh? (and if I'm wrong again, I'll write a happy fic, where everybody dies just to make up for it. )
Darksbane: I AM a genius, I am everything - and that includes your grandma'!
Rocker Baby: Welcome! I see we share a passion. Underaged, too bad. Just come to Denmark, 15 and you're NOT underaged. I must admit I seriously comsidered getting myself a French muse when I started writing here, but oyu already had one, so I let the thought go.
Dark depressing ways? Yes indeed, I am both good (not synonym to happy) and evil. I am everything, including your grandma'. May I add that that is one of my favorite weird thing to say?
Shark: It is, will and is allowed to be: NASTY! I have thought of that, but first I have to get the story SPOILER, Ok not really a spoiler: out of the prison. Out where there are no limits. Then I'll start the 'mingling'.
I have hardly (misspelled hardly to begin with, I'm good, ya?) double- checked anything in this post besides the story, so bear with me!
If you're quick you can still catch me on the mail before I leave, but until then: Review!
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"This is suicide", he thought when his fingers were mere centimetres away from the dark eco. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before gathering all his courage to face death itself.
To his good luck Death was on a break and had send Pain and Suffering in his place. It didn't hurt as much as after the first experiment, but it was close. This was after all the stuff that could be defined as the antibody of all living.
And now it was inside him and all around him. Conquering it, he made it be him as well.
He looked down on his now dead-like, silver white hands that were equipped with long claws. He could see his reflection in one of the guards armour. His whole body had the same 'colour' and his eyes were a shade of black that didn't cast back any light instead of his regular clear blue.
He could feel that great strength had settled inside him, but he didn't like the way that it had come in. He didn't like this at all. When would he wake up and realize that this was nothing but a bad dream? And it was all their fault. If it had not been for them, he would not have to suffer. He felt a little rage come to the surface but tried to keep it down.
Meanwhile, the two scientists looked at him with hungry eyes. He actually used dark eco. Anyone else would have been seriously hurt or died by that dose. But instead a terrifying monster was standing before them looking at them with its dead eyes.
Scared and amazed they watched it approach them and take a swing at Morion. He easily dodged it because of Jak's still clumsy movements. But one thing was for sure: If they worked together, all the survivors would hold too much power for anyone to handle, so they had to spread them out.
To make room for them Morion had to "let go" of some other prisoners. "Spring cleaning". A vicious smile spread over Morion's lips.
Meanwhile Jak tried to whipe the smile off his lips with a punch, but he had not gotten used to his new "shape", and missed him by half a metre. He seriously needed training to get this clumsy powerhouse moving and kicking butt before the target was miles away. Too slow: Agility training.
Jak was wise enough to stay in the room. No guards would jump at him as long as he looked like a monster, but as soon as he turned back they would be all over him. And punishment would await.
The eco was used up and left was Jak standing; head cocked, blank eyes, panting heavily, ready to collapse.
-----
The feeling of channelling was a rush of energy - adrenaline, through every muscle, enableling you to perform moves faster, more precise and harder.
But this was just. Her mind against her body that now was affected by eco, threatening to take over.
As she struggled to take over she could feel something on her back on both sides of her spine. It tickled in the annoying way, making her twitch her shoulder blades back every second or so.
As she gained more and more control of her body, the something on her back was getting heavier. A lot heavier, and fast.
Every time she took her full attention away from the channelled eco she lost the regained control of her body.
As she finally gained full control of the eco, she swayed, lost her balance because of the thing on her back and fell backwards landing directly on her back. She couldn't turn around because of. then she saw it:
Wings, she had grown large, white-feathered wings! They were heavy as hell and therefore keeping her down. She just laid still looking at the wings connected to her body, not noticing the other changes.
The eco's effect had worn off and her wings were degenerating, leaving two marks that looked like ravines on either side of her spine to mark where the wings emerged from, leaving her stunned.
"Useless", Morion said with a cold voice
"W-what?", Sidric's voice was low and the comment stunning him.
"WHAT!?", Emaly's voice was both loud and high pitched by anger.
"What I just said" Morion's voice was calm as ever.
"Why you." She went to assault him, but was stopped by a guard. She tried to move out of his grip, but as he took a better hold of her, it hurt every time she struggled. She agreed to follow the guard out without giving much trouble. As she left the room the scientists were in a deep discussion.
"She's not trash, you saw it yourself: She was one of the only one who developed physically"
"Nailing herself to the ground along with it"
"Just give her more time, and it will come. I'm sure she will fly"
"As much as the sky is flourishing pink", the last two words were spat out
"NO, you can't just kill her"
"Ok then, my dear ASSISTANT. You will be in charge of HER experiments. I'm only using those who's really up for the task."
-----
Soon after they were spread out all over the prison, to make sure they wouldn't co-operate. Chickens. She would do ok, but she was concerned for Jak. She feared that his kind and friendly nature would be lost to, well reality.
He was sleeping in his cage when they took him away. She was Sidrics personal experiment and was doomed to spend the rest of her days in his laboratory.
Unless she could help it.
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The longest chapter in history! Ok, promise the next is going to be MUCH longer, I'm under serious timepressure! Going to France (yes France RB, hehe) Saturday for three weeks, I HAD to have this up before. So it's a bit quickly written, I'll probably rewrite this and chap 4 when I get home. If I have the time - you know school starts and stuff.
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By now you should be able to see the difference in the way the two (jak and emaly) think. Example from last chapter: Jak 'mentions' their names where Emaly concentrates around their abilities.
Reivewer's responses:
Nobinoir: That's what I do
AmanDaxter: I know you Dutch have a language - it is impossible to understand, but somehow readable for Danes. Example: I am able to get some sense out of a newspaper from the Netherlands, cool huh? (and if I'm wrong again, I'll write a happy fic, where everybody dies just to make up for it. )
Darksbane: I AM a genius, I am everything - and that includes your grandma'!
Rocker Baby: Welcome! I see we share a passion. Underaged, too bad. Just come to Denmark, 15 and you're NOT underaged. I must admit I seriously comsidered getting myself a French muse when I started writing here, but oyu already had one, so I let the thought go.
Dark depressing ways? Yes indeed, I am both good (not synonym to happy) and evil. I am everything, including your grandma'. May I add that that is one of my favorite weird thing to say?
Shark: It is, will and is allowed to be: NASTY! I have thought of that, but first I have to get the story SPOILER, Ok not really a spoiler: out of the prison. Out where there are no limits. Then I'll start the 'mingling'.
I have hardly (misspelled hardly to begin with, I'm good, ya?) double- checked anything in this post besides the story, so bear with me!
If you're quick you can still catch me on the mail before I leave, but until then: Review!