Chapter 5
Testing begins
Still groggy from my rather rude awakening, I trudged down to the lab, accompanied by a few Valkyrie soldiers. I let maddi sleep, since she needn't be troubled with my being tested. I once again entered the airplane hangar -sized lab as the scientists greeted me warmly. I was first presented with a cup of coffee, and then one of those teal hospital gowns. After finishing the coffee, and having changed into the uncomfortable and slightly itchy robe. As expected, they wanted to examine the bite mark, I obliged, and showed them my wrist. One of them, the short one from the other day, examined the mark while the others took notes. No words uttered from his mouth other than the occasional "Ooh." or a somewhat sarcastic "Ah."
Then we moved onto bloodwork. They injected me with several large [and painful] needles, leaving bruises and bandages all up my arm. It hurt so bad, I could hardly move. Afterwards, I was asked for a urine sample, before they would begin searching my blood for traces of a possible cure. After having their fun with me, and I could've sworn one of them chuckled as they drove the needle into my arm, I was allowed to go back to my room.
The scientists had neglected to return my clothes, and I received several awkward stares, as well as a few giggles from some of the ladies during my walk. So after a very drafty, and embarrassing, walk down the hallway, I had returned to my room. To my surprise, it was empty. Not that there was a lack of furniture, but a lack of Maddi. Just then, I heard a somewhat muffled scream down the hall. I ran, still clothed in the embarrassing hospital gown, as I saw Maddi being taken off by valkyrie soldiers. "Hey! Put her down!" I shouted, but to no avail. One soldier simply displayed his middle finger, as the other jerked Maddi's arm. Now thoroughly pissed, I ran up, and kicked one of them in the back of the head. The other put his sidearm to Maddi's temple. "Make one more move, and she dies." "What do you want with her?" I asked. The soldier merely grinned "Why, we want her body of course. Soldiers here are allowed to take whomever we want, and do what we wish."
I looked at the soldier, a mixture of shock and anger crossed my face, as I kicked up the knocked out soldier's gun, and raised it to my head in one swift motion. "Drop her, or I die too. What will your leader think when you allowed the last hope of humanity to die for the sake of your personal pleasure?" I grinned back, as the soldier growled, tossing Maddi at my feet. I dropped the gun and picked her up, fully embracing her in my arms. "They can't touch you, and we'll get out of here as soon as they've finished experimenting on me." A slow, and soft clap echoed down the now silent halls. A man in a suit shot me a sadistic smile, as I turned to face him, keeping Maddi close to me. "My, my. You're the first to stand up to my Valkyries in a long time. You certainly are a bold little miracle, aren't you?" He said, his jet black hair matching his suit, and shoes. I glared at him, looking him in the eyes as I grew angry. "I don't care who you are, but I want the leader to tell his men that she's off limits. Otherwise I can, and will kill all of you, or die trying." I threatened.
As hollow and baseless a threat it was, it gave me all the leverage I needed, because he dismissed his troops. "Well, it would be rather unfortunate if you were to die before we finished with you, so I'll entertain your little attempt at trying to be a man. Until our testing is complete, she shall remain off limits to my men, but be warned. The moment you become of no use to me, I will not hold them back." With that, he left, and I took Maddi back to our room. She was scared, shaken up by today's events, so I promised that I would stay with her for the rest of the day. We stayed in, listening to music, until lights out.
As morning came, I was called for more testing. Maddi accompanied me this time around, sticking close to my side. "So, what's up for today?" I asked, a single scientist answering me. "Well, today we will be giving you a physical, examining your brain, and a few other tests." He presented me with a cup "Didn't you already take a urine sample?" The scientist laughed "No, this is for semen." He explained. A look of embarrassment came over my face, as I blushed and looked at Maddi. Despite what transpired two nights ago, I was still embarrassed to have to do THAT in front of her. "Why do you need this, exactly?" I asked. "Well, we need to see if the immunity can be carried from parent to child, and see whether or not it's a recessive gene." He pushed up his glasses, looking super scientific. I went reluctantly behind the curtain, not wasting any time in filling the cup. I capped it off and handed it over, a large red blush across my face. Maddi just giggled at my embarrassment, but before I could make a remark, the scientists pulled me away for more tests.
The first test was a simple reflex test. They sat me in a chair, and tested to make sure my reflexes were healthy. Next was a breathing test, then a heart rate test, etc. Mostly just things they would do at a check-up at the doctor's office. Then I had to don that awful hospital gown again, handing my clothes to Maddi this time, before I laid back on a large machine. This was designed to scan my brain for unusual activity, and maybe spot something that's causing me to combat the virus. It made a loud hum, as I closed my eyes, and it moved over me.
After the brain test they sent me back to the room, thankfully I got my clothes back this time, but instead of going to our room, Maddi and I had decided to explore a little. We walked the compound as soldiers shot me glares, and looked over Maddi lustfully. I glared back, brandishing my knife, which was the only piece of equipment they hadn't taken off of me. The compound itself was large, in fact, it was an enormous building that spanned miles long. We returned to our room after exploring some more, and went to bed.
The next few mornings brought more tests, and more results. Apparently the immunity has a 100% chance to carry over from parent to child. The explanation being that my mother and my father both could resist the virus, explaining why my mom hadn't turned until almost months after her infection. Then her biting me with a weak version of the virus allowed my immune system to fight off infection, and even subdue it, creating a stable version of the contaigeon that increased my strength and agility. In short, I had become what the valkyries had hoped for: A super soldier.