Machine Fur Project IC

[K0brA]

5 makes his way to his room, not bothering to shut his door, he didn't care. He kicks back on his bed, picking his book back up and resuming his reading from where he left off earlier.

[Oedipus Rex]

(I apologize for the many absences, I'm a very busy man.)
Watching everybody leave around me, I go onwards down the hallway and exit the building, taking in the night air. The smell of blood was less potent now, but still it lingered. "Damn it. Damn this place. Damn the administration. Damn it all." I said to myself as I looked up into the night sky. I often found myself out here at the ungodly hours of the night looking up at the heavens above, wondering if maybe somewhere outside these white walls there was somebody looking up at the same sky...

I took one last look at the sky and headed back inside. As I head to my room I see one heading off towards the training building. "Now where could she be headed?" I think as I pass by and enter my room. Inside about 5 guards are waiting for me. The head one speaks up "7, when are you going to learn your place, fool? You know what happens when you buck heads with the administration." He twirls the club in his hand and flicks his head, gesturing for the others to get me. I hiss in anger as the guards surround me. The one directly in front of me charges and I quickly counter, forcing him to the floor. I hiss in his face, spraying a fine mist of spittle onto him. I begin to beat him with my forelegs, ripping off his armor and eventually working down to his fleshy interior, leaving great scratches and gash marks. The others take this an opportunity and kick me over, flipping me onto my back. Two of the guards hold my forelegs down while another holds my body down. The head guard walks over and proceeds to beat me senselessly. I try to wiggle free but can't, and am forced to stay and just take it. The guard beats me until he is prompley covered in little speckles of bright green blood. He then gets up, spits on me, and leaves, his buddies following. I am left still on the floor, unconscious.

[shkkf]

The male cat laughed at this, before grabbing to his ribs. "Haha... I do not need psychic powers to know that was a lie!" 3 said this with a bit of humor. "I have seen better days no doubt." As his tail brushed alongside 13 a bit.

But truth was that 3 had no clue what all happened. Dr. Oracle had only explained they would 'fix' him, but after having been able to touch 13 he somewhat smiled. "You know, this was all worth it... I was able to touch you again without hurting you." Smiling at the other feline. His thoughts went over to 4. "13, what happened when I was dragged off?" He asked gently concerned as well that she might have been whipped more, or someone else had gotten hurt.

He let his head rest on the pillow, breathing deeply before whispering something to her. Too soft for her to pick up before he whispered again. "Would you mind... Staying here tonight? If you are allowed that is." As he turned his head slightly to face the other cat.

[K0brA]

5 flips through a handful of pages before hearing the intercom message for 1, then just a few paragraphs later another message "5, report to sub-training section D". He closes his book with a sigh and sits up.

"Twice in one day..? Guess I'm just not meant to have any 'me' time today.."

He heads out of his room and makes his way out to the training room.

[Lavender_Stripes]

Thirteen blushed, nodding and giving him a little smile. "I'd love to stay..." The cat paused, her purr and her smile fading. Her thoughts drifted to Four. She could probably pull some strings to get him out, but she'd face another lashing. She looked at the backs of her arms, the welts from her beating still very prominent. "He...he fought them and his horn stabbed one of them. They pistol-whipped him before taking him to detention."

[Suzumibachii]

One was already at the training room waiting. the area was different than most, instead of an open arena like the other combat training area's this one was enclosed and had a fine wire mesh covering the walls and ceiling. Talking to one of the Doctors there who was giving her a briefing about what exactly a Zuesian can do.

"Ah Five you have arrived I see." Said one of the doctors. "I apologize for calling you out twice in a row for testing, but as you can understand these are extraordinary circumstances. With Three and Four detained, You are the only one with the capacity to assist in this exercise." The doctor turned to One. "Now one Five is going to be assisting you in learning how to use your abilities."

One stood up and looked at five before walking down into the combat ring, trying to remember everything she had been told about her new abilities and how to try and control it. Once out of ear shot the Doctor turned to Five once more."Five your orders are to pressure her untill something happens, do not stop attacking even if she cant stand anymore. Is that understood?"

Whispering to herself as she seemed to be reading off a mental checklist "Interface with the neural implants, control the current." She cringed slightly wondering how she would even be able to properly generate current let alone be able to control and use it in a fight, especially one where she was outclassed, Five had superior strength and speed.  "That doesn't matter" she told herself. "This is a test and I wont fail this time... I earned my status."

[shkkf]

The male cat sighed in response, knowing that what 4 did was not the best action. Attacking guards like that could have been a suicide attempt on his side.

Most of the guards were armed to the teeth, along with weaponry to counter the specific gifts of each Type. Only the psychic ones proved difficult to take down at times. But all others had some weakness, a flaw that the guards could easily exploit. But was only needed when they rebelled or had failed certain tasks.

3 shook his head slightly. "Uugh... Why did he do that?! If he had just surrendered then he would merely have had a whipping!" As the male tried to get up, his muscles aching slightly, but after a while was able to move and sit up straight. The effect had costed him some energy, but he was now able to look directly at 13. "If you want to help 4, go ahead. You know that I would do the same in your shoes... Just be carefull yourself." As the bandaged male burshed some of her hair in place.

"Whatever they did to me, I'll find out I hope." His sentence died down as two guard stood at the door with one of the nurses comming inside. "3, please refrain from any actions... You too 13!" The nurse was strict and held something in her hand, a circular shape of some sorts as she approached 3 and he suddenly heard a clicking sound.

"Wha?... What is this?!" He said alarmed to the nurse, not wanting to get beaten up again he tried to stay calm. The nurse didn't say anything as she left the two cats.

[Lavender_Stripes]

Thirteen whimpered as he nurse gave her a strict scolding. Her ears dropped and she became overwhelmed with emotions as the nurse had entered. Anger and surprise and frustration and pain. She stared out into seemingly nothing, trying to gather her thoughts.

[shkkf]

As the nurse left, 3 sat there with a very confused face and look. Was this another punishment to him? Or some sick joke. His paws moved to his neck, even if it required a lot of energy, checking out and feeling the cold metal. He scratched at it, trying to get it off but to no avail as it was shut straight around his neck. He looked at 13 and saw that she was zoning out, at which he tried to calm himself down as that always had worked in the past.
He took a few deep breaths and looked at her, trying to ease her own mind somewhat.
 
Still he was curious to what the thing was and why they had placed one on him. It wasn't a neuro-controlling chip. Those were much smaller and triangle in shape. Those little things were very very annoyed, voice activated to control the neural activity in the brain and the body. The Administrators deemed it ok if they used such controlling devices onto the subjects.
 
The cat, scratched again, not liking the idea that he was wearing something like this as if he was a pet of someone. It felt degrading in a sense. "13, can you see what this is?!" As the male lacked the strength to get to a mirror with his current level of energy. Whilst he could quickly recitfy that by absorbing some from another living creature, he wanted to refrain from doing that unless it was needed.

[Lavender_Stripes]

"A...A collar..." She mumbled, glancing about as her thoughts slowly cleared. "I'm sorry..." Was all she could think of to say. She was drawing a blank.

[Oedipus Rex]

After some time I wake up, badly beaten and hardly able to stand. There are gashes all over my body where the powerful beating from the guard's clubs broke through my exoskeleton. A bright green liquid, which I soon distinguish as my blood, coats the area where I was laying. I slowly make my way out of my room, each step more painful than the last, and head down the hall towards the infirmary.

[shkkf]

The cat noticed that 13 was having difficulties, he himself couldn't read minds or sense feelings the way she could. He knew this, but even so he had a heart and it told him that she needed someone to hold on too, for better or worse. They all went through a lot and 13 must be blaming herself for the faults that were actually 3's doing. The male looked away for a second, as he sighed narrowing his eyes by a bit before he placed an arm around the other and pulled her closer to him.
 
He gritted through his teeth as he felt pain in his back, but he did not care at all. He just held 13 close to him. "Shhh, it wasn't your fault. Don't blame yourself... You are a Succes, it doesn't suit you if you cry." He said in a soft and caring voice to her, hoping it would sooth her even by a little.
The feline didn't have much experience on social aspects and tried to use what he had seen in 'educational' movies. Most of which were hero movies from the 50's to 70's. Ironically that it was from such movies that he knew a hug could help someone to feel better.
 
"Just know 13, I have always been here for you. I always will, regardless of how you or anyone of us sees this world. I made that promise a long time ago. That I would be there to help." As he cupped her cheek and gave a smile, it felt odd being able to touch someone else like this again. He had thought that by now 13 would have been in pain or agony by his power. Perhaps whatever that the doctors did to him, had made his powers dormant? Or perhaps he would be able to controll them? Or the collar was the reason for it all. But all that didn't matter for that one moment as he held the younger female close to him. "Stay safe, for me."

[Oedipus Rex]

I walk into the infirmary and approach the front desk. The young woman at the counter looks at me in disgust. She quickly calls for a nurse, who cleans me up and places me in a bed to recover. I look up at the white ceiling from beneath my white covers, and rest.

[Lavender_Stripes]

Thirteen blushed furiously and nodded, but couldn't bring herself to hug him back. She managed a smile and nodded again. She could tell that he was genuine. He meant every word. She hadn't been accustomed to true feelings, and she felt like she could get quite used to it. Before being chased out by a nurse, she whispered to him. "I'll be okay..."

[shkkf]

The cat  saw the nurse chase 13 off before he was completely alone in the room again. He sobbed a little, having liked some of the attention he had gotten. But then again, having the other feline in trouble again was something he didn't want to have on his chest right now.
The male already had enough difficulty breathing currently and the burning sensation in his backside wasn't helping him either. "Perhaps I should tried and get these muscles working again." With that said, the cat tried to focuss on each of them to see if they would budge the way he wanted them too, still feeling rather stiff after the whole ordeal.
 
The memories of the operation before he passed out still fresh in his memory, the pain as well. He just knew that these doctors were not the kind people they tried to portray towards the others, snarling at the prospect. 3 knew that these men were by far much more manipulative and they would do anything to get their way, be it good or bad. That must have been the reason for all of this. Why else would they desire to make such a program as this? More questions went through his mind each day. More unanswered riddles and distrust.
 
If the company truly wanted them to be these super soldiers, the most prominent question was "Why?" The why of not letting them out and explore this world, that was being protrayed as under grave danger and threat. A world that needed saviors, a world that needed THEM. If that truly was their reason for being, why then were the Subjects denied any contact? And why this strange feeling of what 8 had said all those years ago to him, to not trust the company anymore.
 
He grabbed to his head and shook it away, this was all becomming too much on the young man.