A Gargoyle's Journey and Virility

Part 6

After Brooklyn had been put back in his room to sleep, Ray then paid the lab a visit. He wanted to see if the final preparations were nearly there.

"How is everything going?" Ray asked the technicians.

"Everything should be done in a couple days and ready to get into him, Sir." One of them replied.

"Good." Ray replied.

From having taken Brooklyn's DNA earlier, they had modified his genetic code and using some of the sperm to fertilize an ovum under a microscope, along with a tissue sample, there was a zygote ready to be implanted. An artificial womb had also been created with some of his cells too. It would require surgery to get everything in there.

Ray was looking forward to it.

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When Brooklyn woke up the next night, Melina came in with his breakfast. He couldn't have been more disappointed in being used as a test subject.

"I'm sorry about last night, but there are to be more tests tonight." Melina said. "But not quite the same."

"What sorts?" Brooklyn gave her a glare.

"My boss wants to see how strong your strength is." Melina replied.

"I sure could give him a piece of my mind with my strength." Brooklyn growled.

"Brooklyn, it's something you can handle. Please, don't hurt him. And you need your strength. Here's your breakfast." Melina offered the tray.

The food smelled delicious. It smelt of eggs, toast, sausage and bacon. As much as the red gargoyle was furious about the tests, his stomach growled and that won him over. But it didn't make him any less pleased.

Melina stayed to watch him eat. She wanted to talk to him some more. "So, what kinds of things are you interested in? I could get some books for you to read or something to ease your boredom."

Brooklyn looked up at her with a glare. "Why should it matter? Your boss probably plans to kill me when all these tests are done, like any other scientist."

"No, he doesn't, Brooklyn. We want you to live. You are such a fascinating creature that we just had to take you away for your own safety to do these tests." Melina explained.

"Melina, my clan needs me. I have to get back home." Brooklyn said.

"Is there someone special waiting for you in the clan?" Melina asked curiously.

"Well, if you mean a mate, no. But I'm their Second in Command. I have to get back there for my duties."

Melina now saw what his role was. He was the beta male under the leader. His reports would be important for the clan.

"I understand. I must go. I'll be back later. Enjoy the food." Melina left the room. Brooklyn was left baffled at her exit, but he hoped he was getting through to her. Maybe she could help him escape. He wasn't going to spend his life being a guinea pig for their experiments.

Brooklyn knew that if he was going to escape, he needed as much strength and energy as he could get. The scent of the food and his hunger made him go on eating it, hoping it wouldn't be drugged.

He found it wasn't.

Over an hour later, the tray lay abandoned on the floor while the gargoyle sat on the bed. His belly was satisfied with the food. But when were they going to do this test?

It wasn't long before the men came and brought him out of his cell again. Keeping his hands cuffed behind him was just a precaution. He was brought to a gym. It was a big gym too. There were many mats on the floor, making stepping squishy.