Chapter 3: Radioactive Genetic Alteration

Without further ado, Cassandra and I took a trip down the elevator back into the lobby. Now, the lobby was heavily guarded with Infantry and the special masked Shock Troopers, all armed with CMP150 submachine guns. We continued into a back corridor of the lobby, leading to another elevator. Cassandra took out the 24 karat gold triangular shaped necklace and scanned it over the elevator controls. The both of us were soon to delve deep down into dataDyne's highly classified labs.

"As you know," Cassandra showed me her triangular necklace, "This necklace enables access to the underground labs of dataDyne. It is equipped with a proprietary radio-cardiac frequency tied to my heart. If I die, this necklace and elevator remains useless, preventing any access into the labs."

Cassandra and I soon entered the basement laboratories, which consisted of dataDyne's products, from released to even the most proprietary and classified material. These labs were heavily guarded by green suited Trooper personnel, either armed with CMP150 submachine guns or Dragon assault rifles. We encountered a door leading to a Clean Area, requiring Biosuits and a sterilization process upon entering and exiting. But there were windows where Cassandra and I could observe the clean labs.

"These Clean Labs are split into various sectors," Cassandra explained. "Such as Electronics, Weapons Development, as well as our brand new Genetics and Medical research. We've been successfully expanding from Military and Defense to the Biomedical industries and implemented such remarkable innovations that we are still not yet ready to release to the public."

There was a Clean Lab sector labeled "Genetics," complete with Biohazard and Radioactive warning signs. I soon became curious at these warnings, especially the Radioactive warning signs.

"What's with the Radioactive sign?" I asked Cassandra.

"We have a Radioactive Isotope in this Lab," she explained. "One of the things that we have discovered is the ability to utilize the radiation to alter the biological and genetic makeup of a human being. But we also needed to regulate the radiation to avoid contamination and poisoning of the subject."

"How so?" I asked again.

"Research shows that the excess radiation from the isotope can enable reprogramming of the person's genetic codes, resulting in cell mutation. In other words," Cassandra's eyes narrowed, "it can completely alter and change the person both physically and mentally."

"Aren't there additional components we need to consider?" I asked inquisitively.

"Of course, my naive one," Cassandra bluntly said to me. "After the full genetic treatment has been performed, the subject will undergo a neurological and physical stimulation stage where they'll soon become prepared and trained for their intended line of duty and action."

We soon stopped by a door leading to a small radiation chamber. A suited and masked lab technician approached me from behind and shot me with not one, but maybe five to eight sedated darts. Each of the darts successfully went straight from the back of my neck to all the way down my spinal cord. My body was slowly immobilizing itself as I could no longer retain full control of it. My vision blurred and got even worse. I could hear a reverb of everything I could hear around me.

"What did you do to me?" I asked as I could no longer maintain control of my body.

"We injected you with large doses of a Psychosis serum made specifically for you." Cassandra explained as she watch me slowly freeze up standing. I could hear her voice reverb in my ears as the serum flowed through my body. "These doses of serum will flow into your brain, altering your mental, and soon genetic patterns. Soon, you will have the mentality and virility like that of my personal army of female bodyguards. You will become my own super soldier. And unlike the rest of my army, this is a special treatment we have made and is ready for you. I've been waiting for this for so long."

The serum was continuing to work to its fullest as the lab technicians stripped me of all my clothes, then shackled both my wrists and ankles into the genetic radiation chamber. Through a large pane of glass laid the control room housing Cassandra and the lab technicians. Robotic needle arms penetrated the back of my neck, my lower back, and both arms and legs.

"I am surprised how close of a female figure you have," Cassandra observed me as I was strapped inside the chamber as I remained immobile. "You looked very effeminate to begin with, but with how potent this radiation and serums are, these could transform even the most masculine men into near natural genetic women, with the addition of extra physical surgical changes and mental programming. While the additional doses of serum course through your veins and your body, you will feel the changes take place. They may be painful, but they will be absolutely worth it."

As the series of serums entered my body, the radiation from the isotopes filled the entire chamber. My body was beginning to feel like I've been set on fire or worse, drowned into a pool of lava. My body heat was beginning to rise as I was sweating and all my bones and muscles soon ached in pain, which soon grew even greater and greater as my body began to experience such physical changes. My arm and leg muscles began to tighten and elongate, along with my neck. My hips were beginning to expand and my waist contracted like a boa constrictor was wrapped tight around it. My chest was feeling extremely puffy, as if it was ready to explode. My face was wincing and aching in pain as if it was getting crushed in all sides. My head was definitely burning like if it was really on fire. Hell, my body was feeling like it was inside a giant oven set to extreme temperatures and in such tremendous, excruciating pain. The metal probes that penetrated my forehead began to literally electrically shock me tremendously as if my head were to explode. Never in my life did I have to experience such torture. But what for? More likely for delving deep into dataDyne's most proprietary and classified material. Maybe Cassandra lied and decided to force me into a slow, painful death. But either way, my subconscious was nothing more than a bright white light. I really guess I was just soon better off as dead.

"Yes," Cassandra smirked. "It's finally working and going according to my plan. Techs, please prepare the final stages before our friend enters the recovery room."

It wasn't until after the entire serum and radiation took over my body, I was completely hanging limp inside the chamber. My mind was completely into a coma and I could not remember a single thing that took place since the psychosis needles penetrated my entire spinal cord. The most recent thing I could remember seeing is another room with a series of circular lights over my eyes and echoing voices.

"Endocrine enhancement implants into crotch have now been implemented," one voice said. "Uterus and ovaries are now fully functional, complete with clitoral and labial stimulation."

"Administer 750cc's of saline silicone solution to both mammary glands," a second voice said. "until the tissues are round and firm."

"Ratio between estrogen and testosterone levels are now 9:1 with body fat content between 10-13%," a third voice said. "This one's definitely looking like a full fledged female fitness model."

"We're almost losing her!" a fourth voice said. "Keep a pulse on her, stat!"

It wasn't until a long beep that everything began to fade away, once again.