When Chris stepped inside the huge tube-like mechanism the machine's arrowhead started going haywire. Scientists were baffled looking at one another, murmuring to themselves all the while giving glances towards him.
All he could do was force a smile as he felt so awkward right now, being stared upon by several people wearing white lab coats while wearing only a very thin piece of white underwear.
It was obvious that everyone was awe-struck seeing as how the system was acting up because of him. But that didn’t stop them from writing down their notes on the find.
“Mister Cruz, please step out of the chamber so that we may now proceed with the other tests,”
Chris was only able to nod, feeling really awkward at the moment. The people around him didn’t even care to give him a robe, only interested in proceeding with their work as fast as possible.
All he could do was cover his arms around himself, wanting to at least hide a bit of his scrawny little body. He was guided next to a large white chair with straps on both hand and feet rests.
“Excuse me, what’s this for?” Chris could not help but ask, feeling uncomfortable and wary because he thought the device looks more like a torture machine rather something for a medical facility.
“Just sit down,” One of the soldiers assisting him said with a firm face.
Chris swallowed hard, though Chris wasn’t able to see his eyes behind those dark sunglasses, he could feel the man’s stare piercing through him. Intimidated all he could do was to follow those orders, not wanting to get into trouble.
The chair felt cold to the skin as the leather has not been used for some time, it seemed he was the only person being checked right now, he wasn’t really surprised since all the others in his group were already cleared from their first test, as he was considered one of those special cases.
A whimper escaped him as the straps were tightly locked in place, fully immobilizing him. Spreadeagled on the said chair, he was now staring at the darkness of the high ceiling that was there, heart pounding as he did not remember a test being done like that to the others.
“Begin internal body probe.” An electric-sounding voice echoed within the tile-covered room.
“Wait, what’s going on?” Chris screamed in panic as the men around him started ripping his underwear off, fully baring his naked body for all to see. “Why are you doing this to me?” he whimpered as the men started walking away. “What’s going to happen? Hey!” He tried calling out to the personnel as everyone started exiting the room.
Instead of answers, several strong spotlights were opened from each side of the ceiling, blinding him. Chris screamed in fear and surprise from being suddenly exposed. Though he was unable to see everything, he still manages to make out the room's interiors.
The whole place was covered in large polygon-shaped metallic tiles, three large mirrors surrounded the upper part of it on each side facing him.
Chris felt so exposed, humiliated, and violated when he finally noticed numerous people that were looking at him, though he wasn’t able to make them out, seeing only figures, he was quite sure that the silhouettes belong to scientist, politician, and high ranking officers, wanting to take a look at him.
He could not help the sweat trickle down his face, as his heart throbbed in panic and terror from not knowing what was about to come.
His body shook, eyes widening in horror as he suddenly felt his whole body go cold from fear. Seeing the large mechanism descending towards him from the ceiling.
It was the large disc that they used on the captured monsters, complete with its attachments of syringes, circular saw, shock sticks, and other dismantling devices used for dissecting creatures.
“Wait, what’s going on! Please, someone help, someone, please!” Chris started screaming, twisting and turning to try to budge out of the contraption that he was held on when the whirring sound of the mechanism started filling the whole room.
But the thick metallic clamps on each of his arms and legs, along with together with the leather straps kept him in place.
“No! Please no!” he cried, tears flowing along with his cold sweat as the device kept getting closer and closer to him.
His screams and cries fell on deaf ears as several syringes began piercing his skin simultaneously, when that was over, a part of his skin was suddenly removed by the saw almost making him faint. He could feel the pain boring through his bones as it seemed to travel all over his body.
Whimpering, Chris tried to savor the few seconds of peace and quiet when the machine finally stopped. He didn’t care if his whole body ached, as he was already panting from the lack of breath from all the screaming that he had done.
“Fuck!” The loud word came out like a piercing cry, echoing all over the place, when something cold, hard and long was inserted in his behind, together with a tube that quickly attached itself at the head of his genitals like some kind of vacuum, and a suction looking cup that covered his mouth with smaller tubes attached to it that kept twirling inside his mouth.
Eyes rolling to the back of his head as his toes curled and his body convulsed when the mechanism began vibrating and sucking, sending an awkward, cold, and humiliating feeling inside of him.
Everything stopped when the machine had finally collected every specimen and fluid within his body. Chris felt so degraded as he was left there full of tears, gasping for air after the procedure.
He was able to let out a breath of relief, relaxing a bit as the machine started ascending back to where it came from.
“No more, please no more!” he sobbed when red lights started swirling around the whole place. A sign that everything was not yet over for him.
Another piercing wail echoed within the whole room that came from Chris as he receives an electric shock that came from two metallic rods that suddenly propped up on his sides.
Chris was no longer able to bear the pain and exhaustion finally surrendering his body as he slowly lost consciousness. His sights began turning blurry as the sound of the electronic voice started surrounding the room once more.
Though no longer aware of what was happening, Chris ended up being lucky as several more tests were done during his stupors, such as gas poison, acid drips, and burns. He was only able to wake up when he felt the world-shaking around him as two men carried him in a stretcher. Shakily, he tried to open his eyes to see where he was being sent. Though he could still feel the pain, all his wounds and scars were completely gone when he was brought to the physical examination room. Inside, there was a man with glasses, hair in a rugged ponytail, he seemed to be contemplating while looking at the clipboard that he was holding, rubbing his chin before letting out a deep sigh. “This is the subject sir,”
“Here is your personal Badge, I.D. and you should be able to get your uniform from the supplies officer on section three,” the soldier in worn-out fatigue politely placed the card along with the metallic pin on his hand, even saluting after to give his respects. Chris knew the man was only doing this because he didn’t know the truth about him, still thinking that he was still one of them, one of those special ones. Chris winced, seeing the large letter in bold font on his card with a picture of him smiling and a barcode below. Along with the symbol of what seemed to be an eye. “Thank you,” he could not help but bow down, ashamed of the respect being given to him, knowing that his title was all
“I bet they were all surprised that you actually passed the test! They didn’t think someone of your kind would actually be able to do it, but look at you now,” his father let out a loud and hearty laugh as he kept slapping his back, seemingly happy and proud of what had happened. It was Chris’s off on that day and he was allowed to leave camp for the time being since power users had that kind of privilege. So he decided to go home and visit his family. When he arrived a luscious feast was already waiting for him, so they ended up having lunch, since he really missed his parents' home cooking, being so far away for the past months. “I...I don’t think that’s an issue dad,” he tries to laugh it off, feeling a bit awkward about the said subject, knowing what his father was pertaining to. “Isn’t it? I heard they don’t treat people of the third sex very kindly son, maybe you should act more manly when you’re around them
There was ringing noise all over them alongside muffled cries and screams, gunshots can also be heard together with some indiscriminate shouting.It felt like Chris’s head was turning at that moment, that even opening his eyes felt so painful. A smoke of dust was swirling in front of him the moment his blurry vision managed to focus once again.Still collected and trying to remain calm he began feeling every part of his body for anything that hurt, all the while moving his eyes to see what was going on.It seemed that the flash of light had caused a total panic for everyone, seeing several people running around past and by them. That was when he noticed that the dust around them was some kind of ash-like mist that seemed to cover the area where they were.When Chris was sure that all was fine with his body he begins moving, slowly turning his head to check what had happened to his surroundings.
He could still hear the ringing sound in his head, reverberating alongside blurry images of what seemed to be a large dog-like shadow above him. The only thing that seemed to be clear at that moment was the images of blood, lots of it, pooling, dripping, red liquid all around him. There was even a vivid part in his memory wherein he was looking at his arms, covered in it as he laid down the cold, hard pavement. A voice echoed behind his thoughts slowly waking him from the sudden depths of his dream-like memory. “Special private Cruz, sir, are you listening!” the man said once more, snapping his fingers in front of his eyes. Raising his head to see the white walls, tiled floors, and metal railings around him, along with the pungent smell of medicine and alcohol. That was the only time that he got back to reality, seeing the three uniformed men who were beside him. They were wearing a black sui
Sweat in his forehead, hands, even in his underarms just kept on trickling, even if he’s just staying still on his chair all the while surrounded by several white-haired men. He could not help but make quick glances at the stars decorated on the uniforms of the old men who were still discussing something with one another.Chris would hear murmurs and a bit of bantering along with one or two arguments here and there, it was like he was nonexistent at the moment though he was already surrounded by them.Everyone quickly straightened out when the doors that were behind the generals' table opened, in came another white-haired man, though his face was crinkled showing his age his posture was still quite firm and straight, walking with pure authority as he went to the chair that was situated in the middle of the room.All of the people there were instantly at their best, even the guards quickly stiffened just by the sigh
“Sir, exactly why are we here again?” Chris was unable to stop his voice from trembling as they were descending into the lowest floor of the underground base.“You’ll find out soldier,” the man wearing the white lab coat just said before remaining silent again.The sound of the whirring mechanism of the elevator and the man’s sudden quietness just made it even more terrifying for him, remembering what it meant to be on those lower floors.He literally jerked from the shock when the door finally opened, they were greeted by the sounds of hissing, ambers jumping from the metals being welded, the smell of alcohol, and the metallic smell.Soldiers were passing by one after another in haste, some were carrying weapons, others were pushing huge cages, along with them were scientists in white coats running around with their clipboards or tablets, discussing some things with one another i
Chris was still trembling as he stared blankly in front of him, the beam of light continued to move from one of his eyes to the other as hands kept pressing his lids to keep them open. Though he remained perfectly still and unresponsive due to the shock, he was still able to hear the argument and debate that was happening within the room as their voices boomed inside the tightly sealed tiled room.“Why did they react that way, they were of the same species,” Dr. Steinz grumbled as he continued to flipping from one page of the paper on his clipboard to another.“Maybe it's his affinity to the beast.” Dr. Gomez rubbed his chin as he continued to view his tablet, the sounds of beast screaming could be heard from it as the man kept replaying the video of the whole procedure that was done.“You think it has something to do with his wavelength?” Dr. Steinz then looked upon something on his d