The Cure IC

Chihari · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Chihari** on Wed Jul 30, 2008 9:31 am

You were one of the numerous innocent people chosen to be test subjects. They snatched you away from your normal life, leaving you locked up in a cell with others who share your unfortunate fate. The scientist of Nexus Corporation twisted your life when they tried to fuse your body with animals. Failed subjects were casted to the side as new ones were brought in. You are one of the lucky ones who survived the transformation, having been changed forever. Its time to bring down Nexus Corp and stop the brutal experiments ruining the lives of normal human beings.

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First Post

Madison sat in her cell, curled up upon her bed. Her hazel eyes ran frantically over the IV sticking into her arm, she'd had her last operation yesterday. Her eyesight had improved, as did her speed and agility. These were to be expected with the animal she was tested with, but another thing happend. Black wings had started to grow after her first operation, more than a month ago. The fact that she would never be able to live amongst normal humans without being ridiculed. The friends she used to have would never accept her the way she now was. They probably thought she was dead, seeing as how she hadn't had any contact with them for at least two months.

I've got to get out of here, this isn't right!

She tried to calm herself down, knowing the medical equipment she was hooked up to would pick up the change in her heart beat, sending the doctors to come and re-examine her. This usually ment having countless needles injected into her, something she didn't want to go through again. Giving into the silence she laid down on her bed, hoping for sleep.

Kohanna · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Kohanna** on Wed Jul 30, 2008 10:55 am

Rei shivered in the cold cell pulling the frail scrap the "monsters" called a blanket her arms hurt. They had poked and prodded and jeered and tormented her to no end she was surprised her body had held up this long. She looked back as she saw a long white fluffy tail , what would her family say if they knew? they'd probably be horrified or laugh at her.......or maybe they missed her. She always wanted a stronger body.......but not like this. Whenever she transformed she felt invicable but she merely wanted to be like everyone else not a freak of nature!

"Ill get them back for this." She thought angrily she would use these powers to break herself and anyone else out then they'd rebel maybe shed turn those stupid scientist into a skunk or beetle something she could squash! Sighing Rei pulled at the collar on her neck, chained up like a dog this wasn't fair! She whimpered when a familiar face appeared in her cell as she felt the collar come off and a gruff hand grabbed and dragged her down the hall past the others, towards the dark room that haunted her dreams at night.

Valintine · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Valintine** on Wed Jul 30, 2008 4:00 pm

Numair sat in the darkness of his cell in the far corner. When he was first taken here, he remembered the little creature in the small cage; it was a white-winged vampire bat he did later learn. That little creature was apart of him now. Because of them, hoses people who call themselves scientist but they are more like tormenters. Ever since the first surgery, he had started to change. His teeth, which he prided himself on keeping white, strait, and not being dentures had become sharper but the worst was the painful growth of the fangs. For days, his jaw and gums hurt from the two slender almost sliver like fangs growing in between his canines and the last flat tooth on either side of his mouth. From his back wings bad begun to sprout and unfold. They were a pale brown now with little white tips and oh his eyes! Numair’s eyesight had always been poor but now they were beyond that. He could make out shapes and faded colors but when he was in dimly lit rooms, he was as good as blind.

His wild black mane of hair tickled at his pale bluish face as it tipped down to examine his left bicep. After about the second testing he had started to get very ill. Numair had a strong immune system so this was a big shock to himself even in these blasted conditions he could fend of many sicknesses. The scientists seemed to know why from all those machines he was hooked up to at the time and all the tests they had done. Then when he started to get better all of a sudden, they started giving him regular injections. He did not know for what but he did assume that it had had something to do with when he got sick.

Numair let a dry deep chuckle escape his lips. He didn’t think any of this was funny but dear gods what else was he going to do? His shoulders shook with every breath; he did not even know what he was anymore and he was still laughing because he had not the slightest notion what else he could do.

PATRIOT · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **PATRIOT** on Thu Jul 31, 2008 12:21 am

He lay in the small, practically sheetrock, bed in his cell. He stared up at the ceiling as he had been doing for the entire day. He listened to the sparse stirrings of the other patients throughout the day, as he himself had awoken far before the others. It was more than likely the cause of years of being put to sleep, being drugged, being poisoned, or tranquilized that made the effects of anesthesia seem less and less with every operation. It was as if his body was building an immunity, which was not necessarily a good thing. His eyes traveled slowly to the IV sticking in his arm. He thought about removing it and springing an exit, but if his previous attempts were any indication of what his chances were now, it was likely they would just kill him if he tried again. As his mint green eyes traveled back up to the ceiling, he once again began trying to recall how time had gotten away from him. On the way back from the operation table a few days ago, he had seen a calendar hanging on a nearby wall inside the confines of some sort of office. It had been more than a year since he could remember being free, but by his own calculation, he only had memory of being in the current facility for maybe a month and a half. He wondered where his clothes were. They hadn't even left him the rosary he traditionally wore across his breast. Then again, given the current state of things, he wasn't sure why he expected his supposed religious affiliation to be taken into consideration. It wasn't even that, he just liked having it around. It gave him comfort. It made him feel like he was in his mother's arms again.

His thoughts drifted back to the rumblings in the other cells. Listening to people move about seemed to be his new past time, as it was a talent he didn't have a few mere weeks ago. In fact, before this last couple of weeks, he remembered his hearing being almost completely shot. His new ears, cloaked in black fur and resembling a fox's, seemed to be the source of this second-chance at being fully functional. For that, he was somewhat grateful, which was more than he could say for the obnoxiously bushy tail that had been growing for a couple of weeks now as well. When moving about, he had been trying to find new ways to make it seem more subtle. By now, he had grown used to merely curling it up behind him when he stood erect, but he wondered if perhaps he could hide it in his pants without it being too obvious.

A sudden chuckle from a nearby cell snapped him out of these arbitrary thoughts, and back into the present. It made him realize that since he had arrived there, he hadn't even attempted communication with any of the other patients. In passing, he had seen a few of them in the hallways, and some had even attempted to start conversations with him, but it was his disposition to be habitually anti-social. It was the way he was... "raised." But he grew tired of this place, and the boredom was beginning to get to him. He decided to try something that perhaps wasn't very smart, but he figured he had little to lose from it. He stood up and slid his hospital gown over his slim, but muscular body. He pressed himself as close to the left wall as possible, and near to the cell door, and listened to make sure that someone was stirring next door. Then, looking around, he began to knock on the wall, attempting to perhaps get the attention of the patient next door, and he muttered a seemingly pointless, "Can anyone hear me?"

His voice caught him off-guard. It was raspy and coarse, though not too deep. He hadn't heard himself speak in what seemed like forever. When no one immediately replied to his request, he shrugged and said to himself, "Well... not like it matters anyway... I could sure use a cigarette."

Maestro · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Maestro** on Thu Jul 31, 2008 12:30 am

He was in a Cage, no bed, no perky window to the outside, a cramped up cage, sat there sitting on his butt, his tail propped between his legs, as he stroked it gently. At the same time he rocked back and forth, his cage squeaking. He hated it, especially being connected to a Lion, his hair that of mane, and it was horrible. Though it was kind of stylish. No what was he talking about, he hated it, it looked good, though just the thought of it came to be made him sick! Finally he started to cry, he felt so afraid, and he had no one to cry for! He was nearly 17 years old, and he was crying? What a baby he turned out to be, but he couldn’t stand this anymore, he had the beast of a Lion in him, there had to be a way. Finally he let out a loud roar, that of a Lion echoed throughout the corridors, screaming to let him out. At last haste he couldn’t move anymore and his body froze and turned numb. So cramped up, so alone….

Valintine · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Valintine** on Thu Jul 31, 2008 7:17 pm

Numair muffled a cough and cleared his throat. His little "epsiode" was straining on his throat from the almost forgotten sounds he could make. It seemed for a long time after the injections and surgerys that speaking was not an option. It wasn't that he was afriad to, it was because he couldn't. The injections they gave him made it hard to breath let alone speak. It always felt like the inside of mouth and throat were swelling.

When his sensitive ears picked up a new sound, another one he to had nearly forgetten. The sound of another's voice. The one he heard was muffled by the bulky and dark bricks of the wall but it was clear enough to him. It was a voice, he was sure he wasn't going mad...or he hoped he wasn't. Stiffly from his spot in the far corner of his cell he heaved up to his knees groaning with every inch. He was not young so to speak but he was sure not old by his standers anyway. Numair was only 43 and still in great physcial condition but the lack of exercise in the small cell had made is body rigid and stiff.

When he half hobbled half crawled his way close enough to the wall to his right he croaked in response, "Well enough--" He was cut off by a roar. His back arched and he let out a hiss by insinct. His head was now pounding by the volume of sound that had cut through the air. It was so loud, it felt like a stone being bashed again his head.

Kohanna · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Kohanna** on Thu Jul 31, 2008 7:55 pm

Rei yelped inside the cage as the strange liquids filled her body pulling against the restraint she felt her vision blur and her mind blanked out before she woke back up, was she dead? She sure hoped so! Blinking a few more times she felt the rough hand grab her again and Rei felt her animal instincts taking over, and for a moment her weak body was gone.

Mid way back to her cell Rei snapped, she didn't know if it was because of the man taunting her or because she had enough, either way she lunged for his throat he threw his hand up and she landed his arm instead. Her teeth were sharper as she dug deeper into his arm when he suddenly grabbed an item and hit her sending her sliding down the hall.

"Bastard...." She muttered feeling her original body taking over making her weak and frail but worst of all at their mercy. She looked around at the other poor people who had been captured along with her in their cells this cruel fate the only one they had people whimpering and crying turned into strange animals? It was fair! She growled again when the man grabbed her gruffly

"You're going to regret that girl...."

PATRIOT · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **PATRIOT** on Fri Aug 01, 2008 2:14 am

A second's time seem to have set everything off. Within merely that small frame of time, not only had he gotten a sort of reply from the next cell, minuscule though it was being cut off by some sort of primal roaring and hissing. It was odd, like the sounds of animals fighting. He rushed back over to the wall and pressed up against it as much as he could again, and careful to tame his voice, spoke up, "Hey! What happened?! I heard --"

Just as he was about to reply he heard yet another sound from down the hall. It was like a metal rattling sound, fooled by a series of bumps and thuds, and some growling noises. He ran over to the opposite wall to survey the commotion, and though the hallways were intentionally not well-lit, he could vaguely make out the form of a large man gripping a young girl's neck, then arm, pulling her along with him, she showing as much resistance as possible. All of the sudden, the image of a young girl being beaten in the hallway of the training facility in which he was raised rushed back into his mind. He saw himself running over to the attendant and violently beating him into submission while the young girl got away, and of the girl's gratitude. Then he remembered what they did to that girl in retaliation... He pushed it out of his mind, it was too horrible to think about. But it was something. He hadn't thought about those years in a very long time.

So, for old time's sake, he once again made a very brash move...

"Hey! We can't just let them man-handle us like this! We're human beings!"

The man turned his head slowly to face him, and he recoiled from the bars, surprised at what he had just done. He gripped himself and got ready for the possible consequences...

Kohanna · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Kohanna** on Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:11 am

Rei curled up trying to block out the assaults of the angry officer or monster in charge whichever she wanted to address him as he was inhuman. Growling every so often she felt herself fading out when he suddenly stopped.

"Hey! We can't just let them man-handle us like this! We're human beings!"

Rei opened her eyes the best she could to see a black fox type humanoid helping her, the guard had now turned his back on her and he was opening the other mans gate and taking out one of his many items. Which one was he using? Her eyes widened as he brought his weapon down on the fox creature, at first Rei considered trying to run but a split second later she couldn't, trying to change back she stood on her feet shooting a look over her shoulder she limped over and pulled the lock off a raven girls cage before motioning for her to get the door.

The other guards would come after them soon, inhaling and exhaling deeply she lunged for the guards hand as he brought his weapon down in the fox creature who had helped her. Sinking her teeth into his arm she tried to give the fox an edge so he could either attack or escape....

Corillea · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Corillea** on Fri Aug 01, 2008 12:52 pm

Ashe whimpered and covered her ears when the roaring echoed down the halls. The sound itself felt as if a hammer hit her in the head. The roar had come from the cell right next to hers. She trembled and huddled herself in a corner. "Mm!" She flinched when more sounds followed the roar, a growling or howing came after, but she did her best to muffle out the sound with her hands.

She had just woken up, the last thing she remembered was being tied up to a metal bed. The doctors had taken away and pur more needles in her arm and even shoved a tube down her throat. She did not fight the doctors, it was pointless, especially since it was the middle of the day. Ashe had no energy durring the day, and even if she did give up a fight they would have put more poisonous fluids inside her body. So she just let them do whatever it is they wanted to do with her. Before she knew it, she was knocked out and woke up back inside her cell.

Blade_Dancer · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Blade_Dancer** on Wed Aug 13, 2008 12:28 pm

“Where am I?” N’aix asked himself as he opened his eyes to the soothing darkness of a really small room. He got up, slowly, only to fall back down from the sudden nausea. Shaking of the sudden impact of dizziness he tried it again, successfully this time. He placed his hand on to the wall and supported himself in the try to stand up. He heard noises around but couldn´t concentrate on them since the headache that kept crawling from somewhere inside of his head now roared and blocked out all senses. He was like after falling from a building. He sank to his knees and held his head in his hands at the extreme pain didn´t subdue. “Damn this! What happened to me?!” he shouted though he didn´t know if the words ever left his mouth or if it as just inside his head since in a few minuted he gave in to the pain and blacked out.

Oonie · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Oonie** on Sat Aug 16, 2008 11:07 am

Huddled in the left corner of her cell as best she could, arms wrapped tightly around her legs and with hazel eyes open as wide as possible, Hana listened to the commotion in the hallway. Too afraid to breath. With every passing second, her pale skin growing even more impossibly white.

At first it was the growling, and a distant husky voice speaking that alerted her. It was too distant for a normal human to hear, but she could, and clear enough to make her quickly sit up in bed. Because of the countless operations she had, Hana was highly sensitive to her surroundings. Despite breathing heavily, and with a sense of danger once again engulfing her, Hana shut her eyes and began to think. She has no idea how long she’s been in this hell or the number of operations she’d had. But whether its been a month or a year she can no longer remember how she looked before….this. The color of her eyes, skin and hair was all different. In place of her ears were small butterfly wings. She then heard something that abruptly stopped her train of thought, made her fling her eyes wide open and dash for the corner, someone was being dragged down the hallway. Against her will she knew the person being dragged was resisting, she knew, but all she wanted was for them to quickly pass by. To leave her alone. Maybe if she stayed as quiet as possible, they (the monsters, or scientists, whom she fruitlessly tried to hide from) would leave her in her cell. The last thing Hana wanted was to be taken back into the butcher’s room (or operating room) were the monster’s proceeded to strip her of her humanity. That room is…she thought to herself, when suddenly:

"Hey! We can't just let them man-handle us like this! We're human beings!"

The words shook her soul, and caused her whole body to shiver. She knew the owner of those words was paying dearly for it. Hana made no effort to stop the tears now falling freely down her pale cheeks. She whispered to herself:

“They’re coming…the monsters…” Her voice failed, for she knew that more scientists would respond to this disturbance. Her hazel eyes once more widened with the thought. Hana couldn’t control herself anymore….and screamed. No sooner had she done so that she collapsed on the cold floor. She was loosing consciousness. Still crying, and with her remaining effort she said:

“Please…I beg you…leave me alone”

Valintine · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Valintine** on Sat Aug 16, 2008 10:57 pm

The one whom first tried communicating with Numair had been cut short with the same cries and noises echoing though the mundane halls. This was the loudest he had ever heard the holding cell area (or what he presumed to be the holding cell area. To him it looked like, from what he could see to like some of the things he had seen in the army once) get while he was there. If he thought the first noises that disrupted the near silence was like getting the rock-to-skull treatment, the sounds now must have been like an oak baseball bat-to-skull treatment.

'Holy she-it! Haven't these people heard of noise pollution?!' Numair growled in his pounding mind. It wouldn't kill them to shut their mouths! Like making a ruckus is going to stop them from knocking the others around. With his body still starchy, he once again half hobbled, half crawled forward closer to where he thought the bars of his cell might be. Numair's large hands scuffed at the dusty stone floor before the hit the seam of the cold metal. Saying something was pointless; looking was even more pointless, given that he can barely see the bars inches from his face. So he did what little he could do (which was instinct, he doesn't really know that he does this), he clicked his dry tongue against the roof of his mouth sounding audible clicking sounds through the air.

Nut-nu-nut……Nut-nu-nut

"Hey! We can't just let them man-handle us like this! We're human beings!"

Are we? Do wings count as still being human? Numair wanted to ask those question, but his raspy voice and sore throat would not allow such an action without more soreness. Numair listened and sniffed the air for traces that might shed some light as to what was going on out there beside the obvious, testiee getting man-handled by one of the scientists. From what he could smell and hear, there was most definatly a struddle with more then two people bunddled within it.

Chihari · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Chihari** on Sun Aug 17, 2008 9:53 am

Madison woke to the sound of her cell being opened. She stared at the girl who'd broken the lock, hesitating. She didn't have enough energy to try and run. She just stared down at her hands, examining what used to be her freshly manicured nails. They were now at least an inch long, razor shard at the ends. Her black wings rested over her shoulders, keeping her from freezing. She jerked her head up when one of the doctors entered her cell, followed by to guards. Being too weak to fight at the moment she let them take her to the testing room where they hooked her up to a bunch of wires.

Laying back on the examination table she flinched against the icy metal. She kept her eyes closed, trying to avoid the bright light shining down on her. The doctor walked over to her, injecting some sort of medicine that quickly numbed her body. The next needle must've been to put her to sleep. After it was injected she slowly shut her eyelids, not being able to stop whatever experiment they were about to try on her.

Maestro · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Maestro** on Sun Aug 17, 2008 10:12 am

Crowl rocked back and forth, trying to break the cage from its hook, though it kept failing. What luck did he have today? None. Shivering now he roared even more with his Lion like rumble, filling the halls with fury. He wanted out, he was staring at Guards who just spat on the ground before him, telling him he would never get out. But if he did, he would destroy them. Though now he had a headache, he always got them from time to time. Roaring even more as he attempted to get rid of the Cage Door, though there was not enough room to get rid of it. Staring about, he had to escape as his roaring escalated. Finally the Cage fell and busted, Guards came over towards him. He jumped out onto them ripping there necks to shreds, letting them bleed as he jumped out. Growling.

He felt happy for what he did, smirking and raising his brows he darted down one of the many long halls.

Kohanna · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Kohanna** on Sun Aug 17, 2008 11:35 am

Rei yanked the man away from the black fox furious with the guards, the doctor and other guards were coming in but a Lion humanoid had broke out of his cage and attacked them. Digging into his hand with everything she had she dragged him up the hall as he had often done her. Growling she bit onto his side as he hit her with several items till he stopped moving.

"Move and Ill kill you."She snarled at the bloody guard before leaping onto the back of the doctor she yanked him off the crow throwing him aside she began pulling off the Iv's and other straps holding the Raven girl down....

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