Her head hung limply on her neck and the tears fell to the floor, still. She noticed that the guards were pulling into an unfamiliar corridor. The rug was jet black, and the walls were bare and white. There were only three doors on the sides of the hall, all white. The two guards carrying her stopped and watched as the general who had brought her to this retched place approached. He lifted her head with his gloved hand and smiled. “This is where your life ends, and the new cyborg will begin to grow. You are no longer Kiyoshi. You are a subject of science and mechanics. The lesson of today, never trust those you don’t know.” Kiyoshi sneered and spit in his face. Maku wiped the spit from his face and frowned. “Ray, will you come here, please?” Kiyoshi watched as Ray strolled over to General Maku. Ray bowed down to the man and stood again. “Here is your new room for your treatment. Now that we have the specimen we need, we can take out your body parts to give to her. Ray gazed up at Maku and nodded solemnly. The general turned to Kiyoshi and smirked. “Ray has been trained and pumped with steroids for the sole purpose of putting his muscles in your body when we mutate you.” He grimaced and continued, “He had no part in your capture, but unlike you, he listens to me. He has excepted his fate and I was surprised to find that he tried to escape.” He turned back to Ray. “As for you, we will have to put you in a test tube to grow your parts now that Kiyoshi must be tended to. Have fun.” Two guards took Ray by the arms and pulled him away.
“No! Let go!” Ray screamed and kicked. “Kiyoshi! Run!” One of the guards took a needle from a pouch in his pocket. It was filled with the same liquid that Kiyoshi had encountered before. Ray gave one last kick as he was injected with the fluid. He chirped and smiled at Kiyoshi. Kiyoshi’s jaw fell open in horror. Ray’s head fell to his chest and the guards carried him away into one of the three doors.
“Now, Kiyoshi. You will not be inject with fluinal cardinate if you cooperate with us. Ray will feel no pain when he is disembodied, so do not pity him. You will be placed in a test tube for approximately thirteen years. You will not be harmed in any way. You will have no dreams, no thoughts, and no real food except for the testing of your body and correspondence. Now make sure you have fun.” Maku winked and turned to walk away.
“You make me sick. I won’t let you win.” Kiyoshi glared at the general and the guards ripped her away into another room. Maku’s hysterical laughter was heard in the distance. Kiyoshi clenched her teeth and vowed to herself. “No matter what they do to me, no matter what happens or who’s brain I have, I will get revenge on him. I will avenge Ray’s death, and my villages destruction. He will not win.”
Kiyoshi was jerked back to reality as the two men through her into a glass container and slammed the door shut. They pointed and laughed as a blue liquid began to pour from tubes at the bottom of the glass. It was cold and sticky. Kiyoshi tried to lift her foot out of the gooey blue substance. Unsuccessful, she gasped for air as it was drained from the tube bit by bit. She began to panic and pounded on the glass. “Let me out! What are you doing to me? I’ll die in here!” He lungs stiffened as the liquid rose and wiggly pipes shot from the cover of the tube through the holes. They climbed down her throat and into her lungs and stomach. A viser covered her eyes and everything was turned a deep shade of purple. Her lungs were finally filled with air again, and Kiyoshi gave a small sigh of relief. A yellowish green, powder-like, substance fell through the mucky blue surrounding and Kiyoshi’s body stiffened. Her bones stung and her face froze. Her eyelids began to sink slowly to meet the base of her eyes. She couldn’t go to sleep. She had to fight this, to save Ray, and kill Maku. Kill? She was already thinking violently. She glanced one last time at the man with green hair who had recently entered the room and all went black.
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Who is responsible?
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Guard 1: “Master, we have the specimen.”
Taikoru: “Good, very good.”
Guard 1: “When shall we begin growth?”
Taikoru: “Right away. I don’t want a moment to be wasted. I want her done and ready to clone in thirteen years, no later. She will be my greatest creation.”
Guard 1: “And the boy? Should we begin on him as well?”
Taikoru: “No. I have something to do first. He has a purpose that must be fulfilled. Then you may start.”
Guard 1: “Yes sir, but won’t General Maku disagree?”
Taikoru: “Who is running the show here?”
Guard 1: “Uh... you sir!”
Taikoru: “That’s right, and don’t you forget it. Now get to work!”
Guard 1: “Yes sir.”
Guard 2: *Enters* “Oh! Master Taikoru! General Maku is here to see you.”
Taikoru: “Very well, tell him I shall meet him in the lobby room in two minutes.”
Guard 2: “Agreed.”
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Thirteen years later...
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“Its time gentlemen. Please drain the ichor. My creation is ready to come to life.” A man with neon green hair drew into hysterical laughter, collecting attention around the room. A test tube filled with blue ichor sat in the middle of the room. As men around the room pressed the many colored buttons on their machines, the sticky blue liquid drained into the funnel slowly. A woman’s body immerged from the ichor, pale and covered in a deep blue coat of goo. A purple viser enclosed her sleeping eyes, and a yellow powder fell into the tube. Pipes and tubes stuck into her arms, legs, stomach, and head. An oxygen mouth cap sat on her pale blue lips and her legs lay crossed. Her arms folded across her chest and her dull bluish brown hair hung next to her neck and face. Her muscles flexed and the men pressed more buttons.
“Well? When are you idiots going to activate her self-breathing? Can’t you do anything right!” The man with the green hair paced back and forth muttering to himself. As he did so, the woman floating in the tube began to inhale. The oxygen cap was retracted and the tube that had been down her throat came with it. Her lips opened and she took deep breaths, still asleep. As she wheezed, she coughed up some of the blue ichor that had resided in the tube before it was drained. “My poor darling! She had ichor in her lungs! That stunts growth! You fools...” The man with green hair hissed at the guards in the room, and they cowered before him. “When she gets out, I’m having her kill you all first.” The man smirked and turned his attention back to the test tube. The purple viser dematerialized off of her face.
“Very soon, my dear, you will be awoken, and mine for the commanding. I can’t wait!” The man cackled and the soldiers below smiled. A man in a green trench coat entered. He glanced toward the tank and stared at the woman in the tank. His mouth hung open at her changes. She looked nothing like the young girl who had gave him an electric shock thirteen years ago. He looked back to the still cackling man with the green hair and nodded.
“You best not forget your promise, Taikoru. Double crossing me would mean death. Do you realize that?” He glared at Taikoru, who was shaking his head sympathetically.
“Your threats have no effect on me anymore. She is mine and will soon be born into the world. I can have any country I want! I will, however, keep my promise to you and allow you the first stable clone. I just need to collect the correct materials first. Then you shall have what you want.” Taikoru pointed to the woman, breathing clearly now, and smirked. “She, the first one of her kind, is mine. My creation, my child, and I shall control her!” Taikoru laughed and the man in the coat grew angrier. His twisted shrieks echoed through the entire mansion and through the surrounding fields.
ooc: Now we're getting somewhere! XD