The wendigo hybrid was growling at the scientists. She was hungry, and very very mad, her horns were at full size, and she could easily be classified as incredibly dangerous.
"I'm not going to do anything but fight you, I hope you realize that," Nassa commented bitterly.
The scientists didn't respond to the chained wendigo. Instead, they continued to transport her to a different room. Nassa continued to growl the entire time.
The scientists brought her into a metal room with grey walls, floor, and roof. In the center of the room there was a blue-green glass tube that does who knows what. The walls had cylinders that have light grey parts, then a blue-green glass part with lights, and then the light grey parts again, etcetera etcetera.
Nassa was set on the right side of the room, then the scientists put pads on her head. Nassa was confused. What were those for? What were they going to do to her?
Some of the scientists loaded their tranquilizer guns, while the others released Nassa's arms. "What are you doing to me?" Nassa asked, although she didn't expect a reply.
If it weren't for the tranquilizer guns, the hybrid would have probably attempted to escape. However, Nassa was wary of them. She knew how potent they were, considering how quickly she was disoriented before she was captured.
"Solve this," A scientist set a holographic lock in front of her. Nassa had no idea what to do whatsoever.
Nassa started messing with the hologram, but was most likely getting absolutely nowhere. Then, she had an idea. She'd do what she knew was completely wrong, just to annoy the scientists.
The scientists merely took notes, and Nassa frowned. She then decided to actually try to solve it, since doing it wrong wasn't doing anything. The problem was, well, she had no idea what she was doing.
After a while had passed, a jolt of electricity shocked Nassa. "AGH!" She exclaimed in pain, "WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?"
"We're taking too long, I think," Nassa said to herself, "Well that makes sense… but that still hurt! We should just try to get this over with…"
The scientists seemed to be taking more notes in light of Nassa's unusual conversation with herself. She was annoyed, still, yet part of her was calmer than the other.
Nassa took a deep breath and went back to trying to solve the puzzle, calmer now, almost a different person. This was going to take a while.
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The Six Sectors
General FictionWheatley is the son of the Head Scientist of a forbidden sector, now banished for a crime he never knew he committed. Nassa is a wendigo hybrid who gets by with a second mind and a job as a bounty hunter (In a way, at least.) Helo is a transgender...
