"I'll teach you little shit. You think you can get away with killing a new fighting animal?!"
Experiment Six-One-Nine looked from a distance, at the sight of a walrus looking alien as he pinned a blue ice dog looking thing by the chest with on hand while the hovered above gripping on to a knife.
He lied down, turning around. Not that he didn't want to play hero... Well, it was that, but also even if he did, he could do anything. He was trapped in a heat proof glass cage, design to block his attacks. It also didn't help that the walrus guy just forced him into several matches: one of which gave him a big wound on his head that is now stapled shut.
Just then, a loud blood curling scream sprang up. It was from the blue one. Curious of what happen, he peered back and saw the blade part of the knife the walrus alien had, was covered in white liquid that appears to be frozen solid and said alien standing over the creature who was covering an eye with both paws, grunting and squirming. Another punishment. He sighed and turned to the other side to looking away.
The Experiment knew all too well. That kind of thing happened to him more than once. Some of the scares he gotten from his time here came from that.
"Alright shit you're back in your cage!"
After Six-One-Nine heard some slams and what sounded, the alien walrus guy said, "NOW STAY IN THERE AND I'LL MIGHT GET OUT THOSE STAPLES!"
It must have been from the alien throwing the blue creature into a cage near-bye. As footsteps getting quieter with each step heard, the red-fur Experiment kept lying down, making no attempt to move, while the grunts and whimpers of the guy sprang every so often.
He's been living this hellhole life for far too long as much as it seems for the creature with the injured eye. Every tiny meal, every minute, every match; and for what? Just to suffer like some insect that has been smacked from the air and on to a wall. Six-One-Nine may not remember his creator nor anything about his past, but he was certain that his creator wasn't this cruel.
Just then, an alarm sound went off in the background. He widened his eyes a bit, not knowing what the alarms were about.
Kaboom!
What the-all of the sudden, the glass part of the cage went into the floor. At this moment, he widened eyes more. Disbelief hit him like a train. Could it be, he's finally free. Despite his sore muscles and the stinging feeling on his body, he slowly gotten up and walked away from his prison with a smile. However, that smile faded when he headed towards the door. Stopping, he peered to his side and spotted the dog creature lying on his good side, where his cage once stood. It must be the new injury he just gotten. He sighed and asked to satisfy his curiosity.
"Hey why aren't you going to?"
This time the creature sighed.
That's when Six-One-Nine saw that blue guy had what look to be a muzzled around the ice looking creature's face. Must been from trying to use his powers or bitten their captors too much? He bit their captor too; multiple times and he was not sorry for that. Even now, that patuki head alien deserved that at least.
As much as he used to like being alone and being by himself before the capture, he need help now. It was something he learn from being locked in here and almost dying several times.
"What your name?" He questioned.
"Experiment Five-Two-Three."
"What? You're an experiment too?"
The blue dog like experiment perked head up a bit, staring back at him with his one good eye and a raised a brow.
"I 'm Experiment Six-One-Nine. Say, did we have the same creator?"
The blue dog experiment kept watching him looking baffled.
"I don't remember any about my creator."
"Me too. I think that A-hole captor of ours did something to our memories."
The red fur experiment couldn't help, but giggle a bit at the great nicked name, Five-Two-Three gave. He then asked, "Do want to come with and escape? I can still shoot plasma ball from head."
"Sure."
The blue experiment slowly gotten up with on one paw the other was holding his bad eye. While using his head as a stand, Six-One-Nine helped his blue companion down.
He then let Five-Two-Three leaned on his head. His fellow Experiment felt cold like ice. It might be helpful when his head overheats.
The red fur creature then guided his new companion out the room. Right when he did, Six-One-Nine peaked out to the hallway and searched around. The coast is cleared. He walked out with his injured companion. They both went down a hallway. After a tad a new deeper voice pop up.
"They should be down this way?"
Six-One-Nine and Five-Two-Three ceased their movements. The red-fur Experiment growled, tensing his body, glaring at the direction the voice came from. He has been for far too long to go back to the waste of living style he had. Ignoring the sizzling sounds and the growling sounds his fellow experiment was making in the background, he breathed in and fired his plasma ball from his cannon nose.
"OW!" another higher pitch voice sprang up.
There were two of them. As the smaller Experiment turned him and his companion back to where they came from. They rushed as fast as they could though it was lucid as polished glass that the damaged to their bodies were hindering their Excelleration.
After a bit and despite they both were breathing heavy, Six-One-Nine heard what sounded like electricity moving through cables, The duo stopped. They turned. There Six-One-Nine saw a scared up, four-armed-yellow-dog-long-whisker-ferret looking creature staring from a caged glass at him and his fellow Experiment with its blue eyes like his. The red-fur Experiment gave off a shock face. It looks like he and Five-Two-Three were not the only ones the alien walrus crap tard still kept.
"Do you want to get out too?" He asked, figuring at worse the new guy could be used as a decoy.
"Yeszzzzz." The yellow creature uttered in a more masculine sounding voice.
"Stand back?" The red-fur Experiment asked.
Once the blue-eyed guy walked as far back as he could, Six-One-Nine fired a plasma ball at the cage, causing it to explode and break a hole.
The yellow fur creature appeared to be a scared while taking a bit, but he went out by quickly changing and elongating the bottom part of its body to a longer big electric tail and flown down to the floor before reverting it back to its previous form.
"I heard something, over here!"
At that moment, the red-fur Experiment turned behind him. It was the same deep voice as last time. All of the sudden an electric buzz was heard. The head plasma cannon Experiment, turn to see the yellow-fur guy was now back to the elongated tail form. Wondering what the heck was the new guy going to do, he gave perplexed expression. The other blue-eyed guy then flown up and went through the ceiling. There, a door fallen down a few feet in front of the two-thirds of the group. Soon the electric creature came out stood in front him Five-Two-Three.
"Good, let's get out of here?" The red-fur Experiment uttered.
He and his, now two companions then head back as fast they could. The yellow-fur creature was head of Six-One-Nine and the blue experiment, but turned came back helped and helped them.
The red-fur Experiment was shock, yet thankful for the assistance. He and his small group made two down the way a bit until they found a room. There, the trio stopped and all of them peered inside it. It seems like the inside of one of the walrus guy's escape pods. It had a control panel, a chair, and other stuff that screamed out 'an escape pod is here'.
A groan sprung up. Looking, shifting his attention to his side, he found the other Experiment hanging his head. It appears like they're going to have to stop and let their injured companion rest.
"Let's get inside?" He commanded.
All of them then went inside. Right after they did, the sound door slammed.
The living cannon turned back with widen eyes to see the door was closed, before a computer voice popped up.
"Disengaging from the main ship now."
After the room shook and some machine parts moving was heard the computer continued. "Setting in coordinateness for a place called E-ra-th. Hyperspace in T-minus five- four-three-two-one."
Six-One-Nine then looked over to the screen to streaks of the light moving passed them.
Well, they were all free from that horrid place. But they were heading to a new place he never of and he was certain the other two didn't know either. He hoped that it at least has some food they could hunt or fund some healing plants. Because it looks like they need a good meal and some medical attention as much as he did-well his blue companion more so because of the bad eye.
All of the sudden, he felt Five-Two-Three about ready to collapse to the ground but caught himself. He and the yellow-fur guy guided him to and up the chair that was there and placed him on it. As he and the lighting powered companion went a and stood on the armrest, the noticed the blue experiment held his bad eye with his paw.
"It hurts?"
Five-Two-Three node with a painful expression, appearing like he was going to cry at any moment. He could tell that his fellow experiment was being honest as an angel, but what he could do? He knew he was made to fire plasma and fire balls at anything everything comes his way, however nothing involves helping a wounded being, at least not what he remembers or feel like.
Turning to his yellow-fur companion, he asked "Don't you have anything?"
The creature peered back with ears down and a sadden face
"No." He replied.
"I see." He sighed, before shifting his attention back at the yellow fur creature.
"Thanks... Uh?"
The yellow guy peered back him. "Experiment Two-Two-One."
"You're another Experiment?" The red-fur guy questioned.
The creature in yellow raised a brow.
"We're also Experiments Six-One-Nine and this is Experiment Five-Two-Three."
As the other blue-eyed experiment widen his eyes, he asked "Brotherszzzz?"
"Yeah maybe. I don't remember life before getting captured and forced to fight."
"Same."
"Me two."
The red fur Experiment peered over to the yellow one and saw that Two-Two-One appeared to be more like him and Five-Two-Three, no memory, home to go to, starving scared heavily, and injured badly with their wounds being held by staples. As much as he hated being powerless to do anything was glade to find guys who might be his brothers. Already feeling like it would be a long wait before getting to the new place, he jumped off and went a bit before lying on the floor, Five-Two-Three appeared to be already two steps ahead of him lied down in the chair most likely with the good side of head on the armrest.
The yellow-fur Experiment soon joining Six-One-Nine and lying next to him. The red experiment didn't mind. He was glade not to be alone anymore and he helped him and Five-Two-Three out after all. Blood related or it seems like they are becoming brothers. Hopefully it stays that way.