The Doctor's Monster

Unpredicted

Keepers walks down the hall.
Keys jingle in his hand as he approaches a door.
The lock clangs, alerting the person sitting in the cell.
He gets up immediately.
He's been trapped in total darkness for days with no food or water.
They beat him badly when he first got there.
It's been rough for him the past few days.
Sitting inside the cell, is Doctor Chapman.
"Get up."
Keepers says.
"I need you to fix something that is broken."
Chapman cautiously exits the cell.
"Fix it, and your old job is yours."
He looks up at the Director.
"What's broken?"
Chapman does a good job of hiding his anger and rage, instead disguising it as fear, shame.
He will kill Keepers.
But he can't do it himself.
More powerful men have died trying.
He needs something powerful.

In front of him is His creature.
Every limb is strapped down.
He's not in a cage.
This time he's on a table.
Chapman walks towards the body, and lightly runs his hand across its snout.
The skin is hard, thick, but smooth like leather.
Gentle breaths escape his nose.
Chapman created him to be indestructible.
Invincible.
Keepers wanted a killing machine to take out political targets and people he felt were a threat to his agenda.
G183 being reptilian in nature, they would assume he was a common Rep.
No one would guess he had a handler.
He is after all, just an animal.
Chapman however, had different ideas.
He has always been fascinated with gene splicing.
Creating new forms of life.
Humanity's traits are interesting in that they have the ability of higher thinking.
But what if an inhuman creature had a mind of its own?
Would it be kind, gentle?
Or would instinct dictate it's behavior?
Chapman wanted to find out.
And Keepers gave him all the tools he needed to do just so.
"Captain Ayla shot out it's neural implant, we no longer have much control over it. The unit inside it's head is no longer able to function, it's keeping it asleep but that's all. I need you to fix it."
Chapman inspects the bullet holes on the back of his creations head.
It's not gory the way it sounds.
A 5.56 mm bullet tore straight through the mechanism in his head, stopping when it hit flesh.
His muscular system is vary sturdy, much stronger than he first thought.
It's possible the projectile even hit bone as close to this as the skull is, but without an X-ray there's no way of telling.
He wants to ask why Captain Bruce Ayla was even shooting at it, but he knows better than to question it.
Without any time to lose, get gets to work.
First things first, get the bullet out.
G183 is in lockdown mode, but he's still conscious.
Still able to think.
By now he's recognized the scent of the Doctor.
He's thinking.
Formulating.
Planning.
"Hey big guy."
Chapman says absentmindedly.
"Did ya miss me?"
He asks, once more rubbing the beasts snout.
The Doctor taps on his tablet, and connects it to the speakers stationed around the room.
"We were playing in the sand"
The song begins playing.
G183's ears perk up.
His quills emerge from his back.
Chapman noticed this, and even cracks a small smile.
The creature has a favorite song.
His quills lift so he can feel the vibrations.
He likes the way the vibrations feel, it's like the music is broadcast straight to his head, it tickles him.
It's strange, listening to music with something other than ones ears.
"And you found a little band."
The song continues.
Chapman begins humming along to the song as he gets to work removing the bullet.

"You will see your family again."
He says.
Ayla looks up at Keepers.
"I want you to know that."
He stays quiet.
There isn't much he can say.
Besides empty threats of anger.
"Don't you touch them."
He growls back.
"I won't. Someone else will, I'm just the messenger.
When you don't go home, and you won't because you know too much. When you don't go home, your wife will ask questions. Your father will come looking for you. And with him will come the military, and with that will come the Shift, Captain Rone, Kree, the rest of those idiots, You know what I'm getting at."
He says.
"I'll bring them here so you can be with them before I take out your enhancements. You won't live much longer after that. Your body was modified to support the enhancements, without all the extra junk in there, you'll have a heart attack, your unmodified organs will fail. It won't hurt much."
Keepers replies.
He turns to leave.
"He'll break free."
He stops at the door.
"You know that right?"
Silence.
"Like you actually know that? I shot out his implants. You can't control him anymore. He's free. And he's angry."
Ayla looks up at Keepers.
Keepers doesn't look back.
He's prepared himself for every possible scenario.
Control the beast.
Implants.
The beast tries to break free?
Kill switch.
But never had he prepared for this.
This has caught him by surprise in a way the Shift never did.
This time he feels fear.
He didn't prepare for this.