Subject 404

Chapter 4

>> I'm sorry for the violence but it's gonna occur often in this story <<

George's POV;

"Is this all just a game to you, time man?!"

I slowly woke up to the yells of the psycho. I noticed him with Phil, and I wanted to get out. But.. I was in a glass tank... and..

"BUBBLING!!"

"George! Don't open your mouth!" he turned to me and ran to the tank, knocking on it to get my attention, doing the zipped mouth gesture.

I tried my hardest to not inhale any more of the substance but I got cut short. Mr. Psycho pulled down some lever and the horrible pain that suddenly bubbled up in my body made me scream. As it filled me up more, my skin turned a bluey color and I lost track of the world.

"George! No George come on!" I could hear Phil yell and knock on the tank again. I wish I could show him I'm trying, but I was just limp. I had no control of my body. I could only hear.

"You should've been a good dog, mister 404..."

"Bring in subject 404!"

Phil and the others were currently trying to hide me from the two. Techno came into the cage and when he didn't saw me, he asked where I am. They all pulled a trick together and said that I'm not in here, that I 'didn't get put back in'. He groaned and went on a search around the lab.

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"Hello, friend. Good luck."

"Uurrrghh.." I groaned and rubbed my eye. My skin felt...odd.. my skin felt odd...

When I looked around, I wasn't colorblind anymore.. it..was all colorful.. the world around me just brightened up so much...

"George!" It was Phil again. He had his hands on the tank and was worriedly looking at me. We must've both been as equally confused.

I looked at my hands.. they looked like a mythical creature's.

I let out a worried noice and kicked myself away from the side of the tank where Phil was, not letting my eyes off of the new feature.

"Yes, yes! It's working! Oh my dear masterpiece.. it's working!" Idiot.

He pulled another lever and the tank with its content spilled. I slid over the floor and started gasping for air - I just couldn't breathe.

As I was there on four, coughing and choking, he watched me from behind. Even if I didn't have eyes at the back of my head, I could clearly see he was looking directly at my ass and grinning mischeviously to himself.

"Stop staring at my ass and do something you moron!" I coughed out and wobbled, almost falling to the side.

He went over to me and bent down, slapping it and grabbing.. no need to explain.

"Nrrgh.."

Like a lightning bolt, some weird power struck my brain so much that I could see it in my eyes. I turned my head so fast that my neck cracked, jumping at him and ripping until bloody.

"Oh see, 404, you don't need help!" he cackled out while shielding himself from my new claws.

"You absolute fuck! You- you-!"

He slapped me with a wet towel. Rude!

"Get back or I'm gonna do more stuff with you."

"I'm NOT your friend, for your information. To me you're some random psycho, and I hope to escape soon. Don't try to treat me well," I told him and left the room. He grinned but seemed to fake it. What's this man's problem....

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I just tried to chill in the cage, but my mind started messing with me. I was blacking out and barely heard, sweat was building up on my forehead and everything suddenly felt too hot to touch. Plus, it was spinning like crazy.

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Dream's POV;

I was (and still am) so sneaky sometimes.. it made me proud of myself and my own creations. 404 was definitely one to get the best of it. He's just such....a breedable male.. ah?

I opened my eyes and came back to reality. I might've messed up that thought a bit. I'm not addicted to somebody like that.. get lost, dominant form!

"Are you thinking about femboys again or is this some other business I shouldn't get into" Techno appeared and asked in a deep and chill voice.

"..it's..ha...get out."

"Your wish." He shrugged and left with a grin I knew so well. The grin that signalled something like 'I know the secrets of your dirty mind'.

"I'm not just gonna start simping for some random weak weirdo.."

"He's so awesome and meant for you though, be dominant over him, earn him!"

"Oh for fuck's sake, don't start again. We can deal with ourself just enough, we don't need anyone and mostly not him."

My two sides of mind were arguing about what to do, but I think the rest of my body started to prepare for the upcoming dominance. It was a very bad feeling, knowing you might not stay the same because of some newbie, knowing you're possibly gonna fall for them....

"I'm not gonna let that happen.. it's not right. I'm a darn scientist, it's the experiments that matter to me, not some subject dude!" I said to myself and lowered down to try and calm down the dominant need. I'm visibly an amolid, that's for sure, so it's even more embarassing because everyone can notice.

"Oh you're gonna cause way more trouble than you already are..." I sighed.

Soon enough I went to wash my face and got some chill time. Listening to music was a favorite thing of mine to do when bored or flustered.

I must've put on a wrong playlist!

"Gosh darn it.. aaaaauuuuugghhhh!!!!" I groaned, annoyed. It was the..the playlist. I didn't want to move over to my phone to switch the songs, so I just decided to bear with it.

"Show your dominance! Go get to know him, socialize!"

"Mind, shut up! Damn!"

Techno was silently watching me, all confused. I guess it did look and sound weird when people spoke to themselves.

404. He was such a problem already.

Not wanting to let the other amolids know of my issue, I locked myself and brought up the hard business with one of the pillows.