Day: 7
Eddie was getting impatient in waiting. The damn doctor had not taken him to find that girl yet. How long will it be till he was finally taken? If the doctor took too long, Eddie wouldn't see the use in the doctor any longer. He huffed at the glass two way window nearby. He knew they were watching him. All those sick doctors observing him.
Doctors had taken him out to test on him again. Putting strange injections in him. They tried shoving him into the engine therapy. They never got past the door way with him fighting. Killed a few doctors during the attempt. They thought about sedating him, but it would mess with the therapy. Making him too tired to focus on it, or having him pass out mid therapy.
Neither would be acceptable for work progress. He was instead shoved into a chamber for substance testing. Being bulked up with a unstable mixture of antibiotics, steroids, and a few other chemicals added. The steroids bulked him up and caused agitation at the littlest of things. Antibiotics helped his injured face fight away a minor infection.
some chemicals working against the others, to keep organs from shutting down. The last few were trying to speed up cell production. A quick duplicator for the Walrider project. Cells turned to factory's for nanobots, and more cells meant faster bot production. However, the quick cell production usually caused massive tumors that needed to be quickly removed.
Doctors hoped the steroids would also keep tumor swelling down. Giving some time for them to remove the tumors before there test subject died. Losing all the progress of testing they made. Eddie so far had been doing well, however there was only minor cell duplication. Being too slow for what the doctors wanted.
Eddie had been pacing the room, glaring at the mirror. He would bang it down if he could. He stopped when he heard a voice over the mic, sounding in the room. he recognized it as that revolting doctors voice. The mere sound of him made Eddie want to rip the speaker apart.
"feeling well today?" Andrew asked cheerfully.
"i was." Eddie growled under his breath. Keeping his boiling temper under control. He needed to stay polite if he wanted to get his way.
"when shall I see my, "friend"?" Eddie asked, letting out a huff of breath. Biting his tongue to hold in a growl.
"soon, after some more testing." Andrew said. Eddie growled with displeasure.
"damn your tests! I want out!" Eddie snapped.
"if you cooperated, it would go by faster." Andrew said.
"LIES! you'll just bring more tests! One after another till I pass from one of them! I know all your excuses and false promises! All you doctors need to suffer for your work!" Eddie yelled, getting close to the black mirror window.
"now calm down, your tempers rise-" Andrew said, interrupted by Eddies shouting.
"SHUT UP!" Eddie roared, smashing his fist into the glass. It caused more harm to him then the glass.
"don't do that." Andrew warned. Eddie let out a low grumble. He stepped back from the glass, gaining slight control of his anger.
"maybe speaking about your collection will calm you?" Andrew said.
"DONT SPEAK OF THEM!" Eddie roared at the glass.
"i was able to examine them. Lovely handy work, needs some touch ups on the stitching." Andrew said, trying to say a compliment.
"YOU TOUCHED THEM?! HOW DARE YOU! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU! YOU SACK OF SHIT! YOU TAINTED THEM WITH YOUR FILTH!" Eddie roared at the glass again, smashing at the mirror.
"rot was setting in. they were destroyed before-" Andrew said, interrupted again by Eddie..
"THEY WERE NOT! THEY WERE PERFECT! THATS WHY THEY WERE UP! PRECIOUS STARS AND YOU TOUCHED THEM! YOU MADE THEM ROT! INFECTING THEM WITH YOUR DISEASE!" Eddie continued to roar. He bashed the glass till his fists were bloody, smearing red all over the glass. Some drops splattering onto the concrete walls.
"stop that! your ruining the glass!" Andrew commanded.
"YOU LIEING RAT! ILL DROWN YOU!" Eddie yelled, beating the glass till his knuckles were showing some bone.
Security was finally called in by Andrew. Eddie saw them, filling with roid rage and adrenaline. He smashed into the small group, pushing and beating them back out the door. The first three officers knocked down and covered with Eddies blood. Eddie punched the officers repeatedly. Attacking them till they were no longer able to get up.
Security shot multiple darts into him trying to bring him down. He managed to gain a massive collection of 20 darts in him. Barely affecting him against the roid rage and adrenaline. He yanked the darts and brushed others out of his skin. He Threw down multiple officers in the thin hall, bashing helmets in. crippling most of them by smashing legs, arms, and ribs. He beat them away, gaining 6 feet of ground from the door he escaped.
around the 50th dart, his legs began to fail him. His walk becoming unsteady and his lungs running out of breath. He leaned against the wall, facing more officers. He let out a frustrated growl at them. They came closer to him, new officers arriving with shock sticks.
"you infectious rats. Vermin who need to drown." he insulted the officers. He took one step forward, removing himself from the wall. He wobbled on his legs, shaking from the massive brawl he just went through.
"get out of my damn way!" he snapped at them, walking a few steps forward. He took only two steps before falling over in a blur. He was barely aware of his surroundings as he was moved. Taken from the bloody hall to a medical lab. The high dosage of tranquilizer needed to be neutralized.
If they weren't, his organs would start shutting down. He growled and threatened any doctors coming near. Eddie attempted to break free after each injection, unable to move.
"you fucking doctors." Eddie slurred as a few passed his side vision. Everything was going in and out of blackness, blurring till it was just blobs of color. He could hear them talking, but their voices were muffled. They all sounded like he was trying to hear from behind a door while under water. He watched them intently still trying to break the restraints.
"how dare they. He ruined them, destroyed them. Damn that rat. Ill get him, soon. He'll pay for what he did. My poor darlings, rotting, because of him!" Eddie thought with a growl.
thank you for reading and please comment. =]
eddies losing his patience.
decided to release this early, and bring comment requirements from 5 to 4. =]
unlike the original and sequel, this will require 4 comments(1 per person) per chap to continue!
1 chap = 1 Waylon and Eddie POV
shortfangirl: if you cut out the mutilation and psychopathy, then yes. he would be great. XD
BlueKanto: and hes worser then ever! :D
I came for Eddie: thank you. :3
guest: because i said so! adds to story. and yes, poor Waylon.