Oni lay on the table, one hand hanging over the side as blood dripped from her finger tips. She was strapped down tightly, her body shaking from the pain of the splicing and from the amount of blood that had been taken out. The doctors were almost finished with her splicing, but that mattered little to her. She was almost in a coma and the doctors were pleased with that. It was when an experiment was awake for the whole procedure that they become one of those who were locked away in the lower levels. The levels that were condemned. They hoped that those ones would just die and go away, but everyone knew they had found a way to stay alive.

At the moment though, only Oni mattered. One of the newest and hopefully a successful splice. She had fought a bit when she was brought in, having seen another experiment being spliced, but after they gave her the sedative she was easy. Almost all of them were. She was an older orphan, one of those who could have gotten a good life if she had just left behind the others. But she was stubborn and even tried to kill one of the guards sent to get children. It was no matter to any of them now, she was in their hands and the splicing process was almost complete.

A few moments later a pretty little nurse walked over to the doctor and handed him a large bad filled with blood and a tube with a large needle on it. He nodded to her and inserted the needle in Oni's arm, watching as the blood emptied from the bag back into her body. It took almost an hour before all of the blood was back into Oni's body, then they implanted a small computer chip under the skin on her chest, watching as it kicked on and her body tensed, her back arching as the electricity shot threw her body. It activated the spliced genes and when it was finished she slumped back onto the table.

The pretty nurse got the guards outside of the sliding doors and watched as they moved Oni onto a cold steel table. The woman was now covered in a thin layer of fur, her eyes angled and the arch on her nose a bit flatter and broader. She was nude, they all were when they were first placed into the cells. The guards shared a look as they brought her into the cell block, dumping her into the cell for the female felines. Cell 6. Her body slumped to the floor heavily, the other felines in the cell with her remaining away from her.

Chase sat in his cell, alone, annoyed, he looked out through the bars, and heard footsteps, down below. He sighed and said to himself "This is starting to get boring, same old doctors, same old guards, same...test subjects.." He cringed as he said that, he didn't like thinking of himself that way. He snaps his fingers and a small fire starts just above his fingertips, tossing it around for a bit he puts it out and sighs again "Seems like the guards and doctors have gotten smart..." He stands up and walks to the bars of his cell, he looks out them and around as best as he can "Anyone alive out there?" he says sarcastically, waiting for a reply he sits in front of the cell bars.

Noise...Noise was...different. Different was good. Urso shuffled sleepily up to the bars, watching the corridor for any movement. He couldn't see anything, of course. It was too dark. But he could smell perfectly well. And the air smelled...different. He could hear the humans walking down the hallway. And it sounded like they were dragging something. He backed up as they got closer, sliding away from the bars as they passed. But they didn't go too much further, and it sounded like the thing being dropped off was close.

Urso shuffled back up to the bars again after the humans were gone, and looked across the walkway. In the feline cage, the two other residents were stalking around a new one. Urso looked on with curiosity. It was rare that a new experiment was put into his cell block. He shuffled closer, trying to get a better look. She looked like a cat, but not completely. Maybe she was an Alpha...Urso didn't know. But this was definitely new.

But then, Urso heard a noise. It was Chase, down the Cell Block. "Quiet. We have a new one..."

Oni could heard her heart pounding in her head, her skin was itchy and her chest felt like someone had ripped her sternum out. She forced her eyes open, grunting in pain and rolling over onto her stomach, forcing herself up onto her hands and knees. She panted lightly, her eyes closed tightly for a moment before she snapped her head to the side, her eyes popping open. She growled at the other two that were in the cell with her, hissing to make them go away. She then turned her head, hearing the different sounds in the area she was in. She had no idea where she was, but she knew it was not a good place.

She forced herself to her feet, backing away from the other two felines to a corner in the front of the cell. She narrowed her rainbow like eyes, turning her head and looking out the bars on her cell. Yes, cell. That is what it was. She was in a cell, one with two others that looked like cats. They smelled like cats. But she did not know why. Taking a deep breath and took in the other scents, scrunching her nose.

Chase looked in the general direction of where Urso's cage was "Eh?" he looks in the direction of where he heard the walking stop, and breathes in deeply "Your right...feline," he pauses "Sounds pissed" he says quietly after a moment, his ears twitching, tail wagging back and forth slowly *Been a while since we've gotten a new one* he thinks to himself. He stands up and walks back to his bunk and sits down again.

A small smile played on Nova's lips as the new girl was thrust into the cell. She always loved newbies. They turned out quite interesting. A lot of them went crazy from how optimistic she was about things. She knew she was never getting out of here why would she? They loved her, their little docile project that acted like a mother to the smaller children. She was one they studied quite a bit when it came to interaction with the others. "Aren't you the new fish in the market." Nova said her soprano voice held no sarcasm in it and rang out in the halls a with a note of confidence the others lacked when it came to speaking.

Stretching out in a very distinct cat like way her rear arched high her back low with her hands out in front of her kneading the dirt Nova slowly pulled herself into a standing position. She could clearly see the girl in front of her with her one blue and one green eye. Night vision was one of Nova's better things she had gotten and was 20 times stronger than the average feline. "My name is Nova. Do you remember yours?" She asked the girl her fluffly long white tail swaying side to side behind her. The little white ears on top of her head flickered slightly as she heard faint noises from other cells. People moving, a few of them whispering in such low voices Nova wasn't sure what it was that they were saying.

"I'd like to say that you'll enjoy yourself here but as we can probably both tell that isn't going to happen." Nova said with a sour look on her face for a moment. She had been in here for 12 years and was past her final stage. A complete splicing that hadn't died. She was one of the few and most likely the only one who ever smiled or spoke. Nova had gotten used to silence sometimes singing in the middle of the night. Songs she remembered and songs she made up. She wouldn't have been suprirsed if her voice was the one most familiar to the others in here save for the Doctors maybe. Boldly Nova stepped closer to the girl her head cocked to the side as she looked at her. Sniffing slightly she smiled. "Why, your a house cat!" She said sitting down in front of the girl her legs crossed in front of her.

The other felines in the cage were always exotic like Nova herself. A tiger, lion, snow leopard. Nova hadn't thought they would do something as simple as a house cat but learning that they did she was quite glad. "You are new also, very new, I'd say. Do you remember anything? Some of us don't remember a thing as they wiped the memories we had. I remember but then again not much I was only five." Nova said to the girl rambling for a bit as if they had been old friends reunited under the brilliant sun while out for coffee, not complete strangers meeting for the first time in a cell because they were part animal.

Oni growled at the other feline as she got closer, her rainbow eyes watching the female closely. She listened to her speak, growling a bit deeper when she commented on Oni being a house cat. The girl continued to talk more and Oni began to grow agitated, only able to talk once the girl had finished. "Yes I remember my name!" She snapped, clearly agitated, her tail flicking back and forth.

"Oni. And it does not matter if I am a house cat! Just means people will trust me easier! House cats don't eat people!" She countered, her eyes narrowed. She felt cornered by the female and the others there were in there with her. She wanted to attack but she did not know if they would all go after her all at once.

Nova snorted a little bit at the girl’s attitude. She was quite used to people being defensive once they got in here. She had been attacked quite a few times as well and had a couple of scratches on her arms and torso because of it. Then the people were always whisked away though. Most of the time is was because they didn't fully except the splicing and it went wrong ending up in their death. She wasn't sure yet if she thought this girl would last but with her attitude she would.

"Well Oni, I say there is no use being rude as we are most likely going to be stuck her together for quite a long time. You'll be lucky if you ever get to talk to any of the others for more than a few minutes at a time." Nova said. Her voice wasn't cold but oddly permanent as if she believed every word she was saying partly because she did.

"And honestly, it doesn't matter if you are a house cat and I didn't say that it did." Nova said sitting down on the ground her back against the cell walls. She was prepared for an attack and new full well a few of the younger ones would gladly bite the girl’s ankles for Nova but they were in a different cell and wouldn't be able to here. Nova was quite capable of taking care of herself though. "I don't eat people either. I'm a snow leopard not much bigger than your average house cat." Nova added thinking about it. "Besides, I am people. I'm also not a cannibal." She said cheerfully.

On that note Nova thought about this for a moment. “People trust house cats. You are not a full little loveable house cat. It’s your attitude from the beginning that will cause people to give you a bit of trust to grow on.” Nova said blankly her eyes watching the girls face. She was aware of every move the girl made. She wasn’t about to end up in a scrap with her if she could avoid it. She found fighting quite stupid and tried not to partake in it.

Kei had been alone his cell. He was curled up on the floor shivering. He was so cold. His pale skin was slightly scaled and hardly noticable since it was still his skin color. His eyes, when open were slit and cold like a snake's eyes. His vision had become heat vision as well as normal vision if he focused enough to switch between them and his metabolism was as slow and he craved rats. At the moment however, he just wanted a blanket. He was so cold.

He heard hissing and talking and groaned. Someone else had been added. He uncurled himself and went to the bars to pear out. In the cell next to him was Urso. The noise was coming fron the feline cell however. He squinted and changed his heat vision to see normally. There were three cats, and one of them was new. He liked meeting new people, but he decided that waiting until she girl was calm before he spoke up. He cleared his name to talk to Urso, "Whatss going on?" he asked in a slow his. He had been put in the cell a few days ago so he wasnt that new.

John finished changing the passwords for the intercoms for all the holding cells. He inserted a CD and set it to play in 5 min. He walked over the the holding cells that held males ages 20-26. He open the door, and a scientist with 2 MP's, John nodded to them as he entered. He looked at the clip bored and saw a new name on the clip bored. He went over to the control bored and turned on the purple florescent lights, then he made them go on a medium flicker. Then soon music sounded on the intercom ( in all the cell blocks).

The "Safety Dance" ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5VlU5Kcf1XI ) song started to play and John started to dance down the isle, and doing moon walk.

"Come on, life up your mood" said John, then he started to mouth the words while dancing and doing the moon walk.

'We can dance if you want to. We can leave your leave your friends behind. And your friends don't dance, and if they don't dance, then they are no friend of mine. I say, We can go where you wan to. A place they'll never find. And we can act we come from out of this world, and leave the real one far behind and we can dance...'

Some of the young men were on their feet, swaying to the music, and few were even dancing. After a few minuets, the music stopped, and the lights returned to their dim blue. John tuned around and 2 MPs, a military general and a scientist were on the other end of the isle. The two MPs came down the isle and garbed John around the arms. THe Military general followed by the scientist came down the isle. THe General flicked out a night stick and stuck John across the chest 3 times then across the face. THen he took his fist and slammed it into John's stomach. The MPs left him go the John fell on the ground on his knees.

"I can't believe a former National Guard would disobey orders.NO MUSIC ALLOWED!!!"shouted the General, he kick John in the chest, forcing him on his back.

"There mutated humans, you can't treat them like this. You treat them worse then animals! THEY ARE HUMAN!!!!" John shouted at the men getting to his knees. The scintist took the Gernerals night stick and struck ohn across the face.

"They are Freaks of the government. WE CAN DO ANYTHING WE WANT WITH THEM." The scientist unholstered the General's .357 mag semi-pistol and shot a "experiment" in the cell to his tight, it was a vulture hybrid, and everybody called him Netro.

"Fik du" John whispered.

"What did you say?" said the scientist

"FIK DU!!!!" John shouted.

"I think he's cussing you in German" said a MP.

"Thought so" said the General, and he kick John in the jaw, making him sprawl. John tuned is head and coughed up blood.

"I'll see you in the lab tomorrow" said the scientist, he laughed as he walked away. The General walked away too as the 2 MPs opened the cell door and dragged away the Netro's body. John pulled himself to the wall he curled up and started to cry a little, to the inhumanity to these young men.

Chase dozed for a bit until he heard the new feline yell "Keep it down, I'm trying to sleep..." he says tiredly. He rolls over and closes his eyes, trying to fall asleep again.

[OOC: short post I know, but I'm not gonna be posting anymore tonight, its getting late and I'm gaming.]

Urso watched from his cage as the new cat woke up. She seemed dazed and lost. Most were when they first woke up after the splicing. A pang of sympathy suddenly hit Urso, something completely unexpected after many, many years of not feeling anything at all. He knew the pain she was to go through before her body became permanent, and he didn't envy her. Urso looked down to his hand-paws and his feet-paws. They were that of a polar bear. Just like before. Sighing, he looked back to the new cat.

Just then. music began to play through the intercom in the corridors. Urso looked up, peering at the small speakers set into the ceiling. This was the work of the humans. Any not just any human. There was one that always did things that the other humans didn't like. And Urso respected him for it. He stood up to the others, the evil ones. Urso would, but he couldn't. They would beat him, and torture him, and almost kill him. So, he remained docile. For now.

Urso looked back to the feline cage to find that the new one and Nova were talking. And it didn't sound good. "Nova." His deep voice rumbled through the corridor and into the cat cage across from him. "Leave her alone."

Alex woke with a start as his cell door slammed open, and several armed & armored orderlies rushed in before arguably the most dangerous "patient" at the "project 13" institute could get up and moving. However, alex was no pushover even when awake and quickly gave one a set of broken ribs & the other was punched in his face, cracking the plexi-glass helmet as the saltwater crocodile hybrid raged against his captors. Even as another went down, this time missing a hand after alex bit off the offending limb, he felt several hot stings on his slightly softer underbelly. After a moment, his thrashing & roaring began to ebb as the powerfull tranquilizer took effect, knocking alex out.
It took eight grown men to haul him out-even unconsious he was a struggle to deal with, but the navy had indeed gotten it's monies worth in this last subject at least-if only they'd stayed with the program and not forced the institue to hold alex. Normally under such circumstances, they'd have killed him-but alex was an advanced prototype for another project similar, but also with key diffrences to the "nomal" gene splicing. The main diffrence between alex & his "children" were that, while weaker than thier "dad", they were much easier to control.

Mouse sighed a little and busied himself by changing his kins to match the color o his T-Shirt and then his jeans. He was working on getting the proper texture and feel of the materials he was copying but that would take time. Yes, time. He had all the time in the world thanks to what those butchers did to him. They spliced him with a chameleon and in the process made him less than human. He had no rights, no freedom and worst of all no choice. That was what really irked him. That he had had no choice in the matter. If there was a choice he might even have signed on for the project willingly and then he could only blame himself for the consequences. But they had taken him away by force so they held all the burden.

He looked around with his two eyes. That was one advantage of being spliced with a chameleon. He could see in two directions at once. When he walked over the bars and looked one of his eyes saw a new female feline. So a new test subject. This could get interesting. When he heard the two females starting to get mad at each other he cheered them on and yelled "All, right cat fight!" Those jokes were merely illusions to hide the pain he had been through. The horrible, horrible pain that he had been forced to experience. If he ever got out of here he would make sure they would be forced to experience that pain as well. They would sit through every single second of pain that he had gone through and they would grin and bear it as he had been forced to do.

His other eyes didn't see too much but he heard some music playing over the intercom. He almost began to dance but then the music ended abruptly and he heard a gunshot. His sadness grew. So another hybrid had been sacrificed for the military's cruel plans. This happened on a semi-regular basis. Usually when an argument started between the doctors and the MPs. It was usually to prove a point to the doctors who actually had a conscience. Some of the doctors were his only friends in the facility. Afterwards he heard somebody speaking in German. It almost sounded like whoever was saying it was swearing in German. Mouse giggled a little. How clever of that scientist. Taking advantage of the MP's lack of brain matter was a clever idea.

Oni glared at almost everyone, only slightly calmed by the polar bear across the way. She kept her eyes on the feline in front of her, not wanting to take her eyes off her just encase she attacked. She was glad for the polar bear though, but shifted her eyes long enough to glare at the lizard down the cell block. She then shifted her eyes back to the feline. "Just get away from me.." She hissed, stepping further into the corner. She felt a slight shock from the front back and growled, turning and glaring at the front bars of the cell.

((Gah, I feel late.))

Xan sat, or squated rather, where he always did in the back corner of his cell. Music began to play, then stiopped, before he heard a bit of commotion alittle ways down the hall, where the age twenty-somethings were held. He paid it no mind however and sat where he always did, crazy stuff tended to happen between humans. The pteradon hybrid had pretty much memorized the corner he was sitting in, every defect in the metal, every nook, every cranny, every weld mark even the exact shade of the paint was memorized.

He leaned his head back and moved his head side to side. His neck was getting cramped from his "emo stance", but in the end that had just become something else he had memorized and did as an automatic function.

For the first time in around a year he made a strange sad sound, like clockwork, and it would be another year until he made any noise. His cell was empty and cold, he longed for warmth and the sea. Somewhere in his dark abysmal mind there was a fear that the muscels in his body that allowed him to fly had atrophied, leaving him a poor excuse of a coast dwelling reptile.

"I wasn't hurting her. I was just making a good point." Nova chimed out crossing her legs promptly with a smile on her face as she began to bounce her leg to an imaginary beat. She would have hummed but she didn't want to push things. It was hard enough for new people Nova could understand that. She wasn't sure how things were going to turn out yet. In her mind she had already looked at both ways it could go. The girl could stay, and get a bit nicer...maybe or she could be gone in the morning.

Nova sighed a little bit at that thought. She hated having to explain to the children what happened to the people who were gone the next morning. In truth they loved meeting new people it made them feel a little less odd about themselves. When Nova had first came here there were no children like her. She remembered only a few others being in the cells around her but that was it. Sitting alone in this very cell was when Nova had made up her mind to try and make like more cheerful for the people who came and went.

Chase yawns as music starts to play, he sits up and smiles some, tapping his foot to the beat *Its been quite a while since I've heard music...* He sighs as it stops, frowning a bit, he stands up and walks over to the cell bars. He looks down the walkway and frowns more seeing John get beat *Hasn't there been enough violence lately?* He may not of trusted John, but he liked him best out of all the scientists and supposed doctors in the facility. His ears lowered when he heard the gun fire, *.357 mag, semi automatic pistol* He had made mental notes of what firearms everyone was carrying, occasionally asking John what they were called, due to his enhanced hearing he could tell which were which when fired. He sits down against the wall and whispers "Another one bites the dust..." in a morbid manner, which was unusual for him. *At least whoever it is doesn't have to live in this hellhole anymore* he thinks with a small smile on his face.

[OOC: I missed quite a bit, I guess I need to start getting up earlier :/]

Oni growled a bit, growing uncomfortable again when the female seemed to settle down and get comfortable right there in front of her. She turned her head and looked down the cell blocks, her eyes catching movement and her now sensitive nose catching the scents. She then took a deep breath and turned back to the female in front of her, growling.

"Back away. You are making me uncomfortable.."

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