Snippet #1648369

Jantec's dormant eyes shot open, bringing his body into consciousness with a terrible crash, and instantly the light, and thick blue gel he was immersed in stung at them.
He'd been sleeping, dreamlessly, then for no reason with no warning he was wake, and not the least bit groggy, his mind took no time at all to process it, it was them, their fucking medications, keeping him on a string, be calm, be violent, be awake, be happy, be sane, hunt this, do that, whatever they told him!
Steely blue eyes fought to see through the gel, piercing it's thick mass and scanning the room in front of him, just a simple medical cell.
He inhaled deeply, he could feel his oxygen mask tightly strapped on, the sudden deep inhalation that made the constant oxygen output surge for a moment to maintain "Optimal" lung intake told the doctor's their medication had woken him, as if they ever doubted.
The high-pitched warning siren started to blast it's excited call, as a yellow light flashed to accompany it, they hadn't bound Jantec's hands for some reason, so his release would be slow, and with great caution despite him being unarmed and in nothing but boxers which he never remembered seeing before, let alone putting on last night.
"Those filthy bitches stripped me naked!"
A strong sense of violation and contamination crept through his body as the thick gel began slowly draining from the holding tank, and now able to see clearly he saw a group of nurses and their lead doctor milling around the room, checking charts and computer monitors and talking, a sense of fear was thick in the air, and that brought a cruel smile to his thin lips, which was quickly hid as he undid and removed the oxygen mask.

"Just stand still, #006, no sudden movments, your body may not be ready."
It was a doctor speaking, a coward, no sudden movements was simply so he didn't have to piss himself when the thick glass doors slid to either side.
With an industrial hiss, the small gap between the doors grew a little wider, the mechanics of it lowering them into their movement track, and slowly they melted away, behind the iron backing of the tank, and a nurse stepped up, unhooking different I.V's and tubes from him, he just took a deep breath and closed his eyes, forcing his body to remain calm as her filthy hands touched him.

God, where won't she touch! time seemed to drag on, it was only moment but each time she brushed his skin to remove something it felt like a living colony of cockroaches shot into his skin and crawled around. "I can't, I won't take this! They can only do so much to me!"
She pulled the last tube out with a nervous laugh,
"There we go Mr.Vhores.."
At that, his eyes shot open, frozen with dark intent, his lips pursing into a sadistic mockery of a blissful smile.
What happened next was a symphony, she screamed, Jantec's strong arms slid around her waist and drew her in, pressing the abomination known as women to his chest, she screamed again, louder, pushed against his shoulders in vein and the other's in the room started to take a step back, the audience could feel her fear so well!
It pleased him to no end, and for their reward? Maybe they could live.
A cold cackle drifted from his throat, the sound dominating the air, over coming the woman's screams of terror, and even while it danced in air, Jantec made his move, lunging in his sharp teeth found her sweet throat, a beautiful burst of blue shot out into the air and dusted him perfectly, the sickening wet sound of her skin being torn off followed, timed just perfectly by her gargling and useless screams.
A torrent of her blood followed, dousing him elegantly as he pulled back, spurting and spraying in rhythm to the song in his head, and once it ceased, and her body went limp, the icy fingers of death pulling his actress from him, he let go, allowing her torn body to slump onto the ground at his feet.
With a beaming, bloody smile he stepped out of his tank, his mood now very, very pleasant, and stripped of the boxers one of those whores had stuck him in, grabbed his pants and pulled those on.

The shocked doctor simply opened the room door for him, they'd been warned of Jantec's ways, and he thanked the man, even bowed before strolling out, humming a cryptic symphony.

He was hungry now, she'd only served to spark his appetite, the cafeteria was his goal now, perhaps he'd see the other's.