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Chapter 6: Awakening
A lone creature sat huddled in the corner of a darkened room; half naked and undernourished. Long chains bound her wrists and ankles to the walls and floor, and a collar with two spikes lay embedded in her neck, an inhibitor administering high potency sedatives and nutrients – meant to keep her from having another 'episode' and to keep her alive.
The room was a large reinforced steel box with one large one-way, shatter proof observation mirror, and a security camera pointed at the 6 in steel door.
Her cage was bare: no bed, toilette, table, or food. A meager, filthy white cloth barely covered her naked body. She received no visitors, was never let out, and remained chained. Permanently.
The doctor in the control roomed stared at her, his experiment, and wondered.It even amazed him to an extent, how she did it, but then he remembered what exactly she had done, and all the amusement flooded out of the good doctor's face.
2 wks ago
She had been forgotten, a promising project that failed miserably, and after five years of no recovery, she was being terminated – along with everything and everyone associated with project Omega. General Drayko had stormed in, troops in tow, removing all files and case sensitive materials from the premises; total extermination was protocol, no exceptions.
The Directors had declared a cease and desist on the project after five years of containment in a stasis chamber with zero percent chance of revival.
When she had been brought to station Delta there was hope, everyone had crossed their fingers with the thought her rapid regeneration would heal the damages. They were sadly mistaken. Her neural activity was degenerative, her brain waves diminishing – every year that passed, her prognosis became more and more dire – when finally thirty lunar cycles ago all activity ended. Project Omega was a total collateral failure.
What a sad day it was indeed.
Her eyes opened suddenly, chaos surrounded her. Her mind confused and foggy, she tried to comprehend the situation around her, the scene was utter chaos; a climaxing uproar of sounds drifting through her tank and into her ears.She couldn't understand what was being discussed; it was as if they were speaking an alien language, unbeknownst to her. Then she realized it.
I'm floating in fucking liquid
She tried to move, but nothing happened. She closed her eyes and concentrated, willing her mind to do as she asked, and focused. Her body began to tingle all over, and in split second, three six-inch long blades extended from each hand.
A crash brought everyone's attention from their squabble and was redirected towards the far end of the room. They all froze. Whether it was from disbelief, shock, fear, or all three, they just stood there and stared.
The creature stood slowly from her crouching position as she tried to comprehend what the fuck was going on. She had no idea how or why she was in here, nor did she care to stay and find out. Her body screamed out in agony, muscles protested at their request for use – she did all she could to keep from falling over. She slowly lifted her head, remaining in her crouching position, palms firmly pressed against the cool tiled floor.
She met their gazes with her own icy emerald eyes, and stared blankly, cocking her head to one side as she did so. She couldn't focus, everything doubled – swam in and out of focus, pupils dilating and contracting rapidly.
Her look seemed to unnerve a few of the men and women who were slowly slipping away towards the emergency exit.
She ever so slowly came out of her crouching position, the ground below her a bloody mess from the broken glass chamber; her naked body covered in cuts and serrations causing rivulets of blood to run down her breasts, navel, thighs.
She took a step forward feeling the muscles in her feet flex, her calf muscles spasming, and firmly gritted her teeth together.
The blood from her injuries slowly stopped flowing as the wounds were closing; within minutes she had not a scratch on her.
She took another tentative step closer, closer to the general.
Her eyes started to focus, the droning sound in her ears fading.
A Special Ops officer raised his gone to fire, but Drayko raised his hand that told him otherwise. He then cleared his throat to speak and licked his lips that had oddly become very dry.
"Vega"
At the sound of that name her head snapped towards the General's direction.
I know that name
But her eyes remained hollow and eerie, blinking strangely as if the lights bothered her.
It's too fucking bright in here.
Her dilated pupils resembled cat's eyes on a sunny day
She took a step closer.
"Vega, do you know where you are?"
Another
"This is the Company Intelligence Headquarters."
Still closer
"You've been in a coma for five years."
Almost there
"It's miraculous your alive"
She had been buying some time to let her mind and body acclimate themselves to their new environment. Her muscles suffered severe atrophy from inactivity and it was painful to move, but every time she took another step forward the pain drifted farther and farther from her mind as the beast took over.
I know his smell
She had unnerved him, could sense it, his fear intoxicating her neglected senses, sweeping over her body in waves. The mounting fear in the room creped through her body and she reveled in it.
It's been a long time
She blinked at Drayko a few times, and a crooked smile began to play its picture across her face, causing the General to swallow suddenly.
Her eyes flickered in recognition.
The kidnap, lies, torture, rape, and him
"Tell Lucifer I said hello"