This is the last chapter of the fic that I have ready at this time, so I
will have to work on it over the weekend. Later
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Hello! I am back!
(groans heard from the audience)
GOD DAMNIT!! YOU UNGRATEFUL SONS OF...
(man in audience coughs very loudly. Q glares at the man. Man points at something in the audience. Q looks. Q sees the little children close to the front row.)
Oh, um, heh heh. Well, I guess, here is the fic!
A/N: there may be some changes in the P.O.V., so be prepared. Also, H/M means the humanoid, the test-subject, etc. until further notice.
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"What happened?" asked the boss as he runs through the door to the lab where the H/M is being studied.
"I don't know, Sir. James and I were just talking about what we think happened at his last mission that caused him to change. When we started talking about the casualties, he started convulsing." John said, than he led the boss to the lab table, where the H/M was strapped.
The sight was the strangest thing the boss had ever seen. There he was, strapped to the table, shaking like there was no tomorrow, with James lying on top of him, trying to keep him still. If you didn't know what was happening, you would think that they were hav........(we are having some technical difficulties, please stand by........)....it was the funniest thing he ever saw. He could not help laughing his head off at the pitiful sight before him. He calmed down after a while, the seriousness of the situation dawning upon him.
"What is the status?"
"So far, Sir, there are no injuries." Replied John as he started to examine the flailing body before him. Everything looked okay with the H/M, but one thing really perked John?s interest in him. "Sir, I think you should take a look at this."
The boss looked at what John was looking at, and he, too, became interested in the H/M.
"Sir, are his eyes supposed to do that?"
It was the eyes of the H/M. Instead of being colored blue, they were now multi-colored, and also changing very rapidly from color to color. Also there seemed to be some sort of film over it's pupils.
"Very interesting, very interesting indeed!" said the boss as he gazed into the H/M's eyes.
The H/M's convulsions started to weaken then quickly disappeared, along with the haze over its eyes as it regained consciousness. As he became more aware of his surroundings, he tried to stand up, but he was still strapped to the table. When he realized this, he started to push against the straps, trying to break them, causing the leather to cut into his skin.
"Whoa, hold on their, boy. You will be out in a second." said John as he started to unbuckle the straps.
The H/M turned his head to look at John. John saw the pale purple eyes turn to white as it saw the person standing next to him. John continued to undo the straps while the boss looked on, very curious from the turn of events, while the body color of the H/M turned to a paler shade of blue. When the last strap was undone, the H/M suddenly jumped off the table and crawled to the farthest corner of the lab, trembling.
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Hello! I am back!
(groans heard from the audience)
GOD DAMNIT!! YOU UNGRATEFUL SONS OF...
(man in audience coughs very loudly. Q glares at the man. Man points at something in the audience. Q looks. Q sees the little children close to the front row.)
Oh, um, heh heh. Well, I guess, here is the fic!
A/N: there may be some changes in the P.O.V., so be prepared. Also, H/M means the humanoid, the test-subject, etc. until further notice.
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"What happened?" asked the boss as he runs through the door to the lab where the H/M is being studied.
"I don't know, Sir. James and I were just talking about what we think happened at his last mission that caused him to change. When we started talking about the casualties, he started convulsing." John said, than he led the boss to the lab table, where the H/M was strapped.
The sight was the strangest thing the boss had ever seen. There he was, strapped to the table, shaking like there was no tomorrow, with James lying on top of him, trying to keep him still. If you didn't know what was happening, you would think that they were hav........(we are having some technical difficulties, please stand by........)....it was the funniest thing he ever saw. He could not help laughing his head off at the pitiful sight before him. He calmed down after a while, the seriousness of the situation dawning upon him.
"What is the status?"
"So far, Sir, there are no injuries." Replied John as he started to examine the flailing body before him. Everything looked okay with the H/M, but one thing really perked John?s interest in him. "Sir, I think you should take a look at this."
The boss looked at what John was looking at, and he, too, became interested in the H/M.
"Sir, are his eyes supposed to do that?"
It was the eyes of the H/M. Instead of being colored blue, they were now multi-colored, and also changing very rapidly from color to color. Also there seemed to be some sort of film over it's pupils.
"Very interesting, very interesting indeed!" said the boss as he gazed into the H/M's eyes.
The H/M's convulsions started to weaken then quickly disappeared, along with the haze over its eyes as it regained consciousness. As he became more aware of his surroundings, he tried to stand up, but he was still strapped to the table. When he realized this, he started to push against the straps, trying to break them, causing the leather to cut into his skin.
"Whoa, hold on their, boy. You will be out in a second." said John as he started to unbuckle the straps.
The H/M turned his head to look at John. John saw the pale purple eyes turn to white as it saw the person standing next to him. John continued to undo the straps while the boss looked on, very curious from the turn of events, while the body color of the H/M turned to a paler shade of blue. When the last strap was undone, the H/M suddenly jumped off the table and crawled to the farthest corner of the lab, trembling.