Stay Chill

Science Can Be a Cruel Thing

If there was one thing that was shady, it would be a government laboratory. Some of them were very corrupt like dictators, others were just following the orders of their superiors, and trying to make the world a better place. This company, Wernicke corporation, is a government company of mixed company, for there was a mix of twitchy politicians that are in government for control and money. Others are truly trying to help people and the world, although the boss is a rather shady type of man. In a tall building of Detroit, a man was standing at the tallest floor of the building, looking down on one of the largest cities in the United States, looking quite firm and stern as he looked down on Detroit.

"Hmmmm..." he was thinking with his hands behind his back, as if he was having some ideas about the future of this city. As a matter of fact, he probably had something planned to make Detroit a better place, possibly even all of the US as well. "Poor Detroit. Overrun by many times of scum and villainy." he thought out loud in a smooth voice. "How can I possibly make you a far better city?"

A lady with blonde hair and a business skirt came inside with a cup of tea. "Would you like another spout of hibiscus tea, Mr. Wernicke?" the man didn't turn to the side to look at her, but he simply rasied his right hand to her, telling her that he didn't want the beverage.

"No thank you, Diane. Just place it on my counter when i want it."

"Of course sir." she bowed her head in respect like he was the king of the whole city. Of course, Charleston Wernicke does think that a little about Detroit. Deep down, he even wished that he was the king of the whole world, being a rather corrupt politician working in the Congress.

He walked out of his office and went to the first floor where the main entrance was, and he saw his employees, scientists, and co-workers doing their jobs in this corporation. Most people were on their computers doing business, and some others were doing some business calls for appointments and meetings in the future, along with job hiring for people who want to work in this place.

Not only these kind of employees, but there were also some hired security guards worh nightsticks, handguns, tasers, and some m16 machine guns just in case of an extreme emergency. As a matter of fact; these guards were all over the place, patrolling and keeping out any intruders or burglars.

Wernicke looked at his surroundings, left and right, seeing at how he runs a very unique and powerful business. "How is the experiment named: AJ774?"

"Durban?" said the secretary as she continues walking besides him. "He is ready for the experimentation in the labs below."

"Perfect. I want to know about the progress."

"Yes, mr. Wernicke! Back to the elevator!"

The boss man pushed the button that was supposedly the lowest floor under this company. The elevator doors slowly opened and it revealed to be a laboratory with security and many employees wearing hazard suits.

Cubicles line the back of the wall made of plexiglass, and these cubicles were holding what appeared to be test subjects or people you would find in a prison. Most of the people trapped inside were calm and under a type of brainwashing from tubes in their skin, and hats on their heads while strapped to a chair with cuffs around the wrists.

"Perfect," wernicke. "These scum and lowlifes that we captured from doing heinous crimes are all in this prison to be... rehabilitated and institutionalized." he walked calmly down the road cubicles and calls to observe these prisoners or lawbreakers being brainwashed into being criminals no more.

"Durban is ready for experimentation, sir." said a guard, coming up to Charlestone.

"Perfect, keep him restrained until it is complete."

The soldier nodded his head before securing the inmate to be institutionalized or experimented on. A man and a woman being held by two guards were walking down, having their faces slightly disfigured and there was a noise coming from their stomachs.

"What is that noise?" asked Wernicke.

"You might want to looked at their bellies, sir." The secretary clarified.

Wernicke did as he was suggested to do, unveiled the shorts covering this couple's bellies. They appeared to be weird, ugly faces on their tummies, and they were flailing their tongues around making weird noises and babbling gibberish. "Ha! That is quite hilarious!"

"Now this I got to have on video." said a male employee.

"No!" Charleston warned. "I told you all that the world can never know of our ways of reforming wrong-doers and performing science like this. If the world finds out, it will be irrevocable damage to us all, I'll lose all my money, and we will all be sent to jail."

"Sorry, sir."

Down another corridor, there were more sets of cubicles with a bunch of people with deformed faces, extra arms, and others mixed with some animals like donkeys, pigs, sheep, birds, squirrels, and they all looked rather hideous and ridiculous.

These people were dancing on the glass keeping them prisoner in these cubicles and demanded to he let out.

Charleston sighed, and pulled out a revolver and shot it in the air. "QUIET!" he exclaimed firmly. Just like that, every prisoner was silent after the booming gunshot was released. "You all scum and lawbreakers paid the price for all the misdeeds you have done! I will not have any of you poisoning Detroit, or the rest of the world. Pretty soon, you will see the error of your ways."

He watched a very tall man that was Durban, who had a death hawk, and a person convicted of fratricide and infanticide on his four kids five days ago."

"Let me go!" said Durban! "I regret killing my own babies! My sweet daughters!"

"It is too late for you to repent, Durban." Wernicke sang. "Prepare the experimentation."

The tube machine turned on and the prisoner was screaming and feeling electricity being flown into his veins and bloodstream.

Suddenly, the TV in the experiment took turnee on and there was Luna Frost interviewing with a reporter on live TV. "And here we have Luna Frost who has saved the day again."

"Thanks, dudette." said Luna. "Always happy to help people in need. Keep on rocking and rolling."

"Hmmmm, so this is Royal Woods' newest hero." Charleston wondered. Deep down, he realised that with a hero running around and stopping bad guys, he realizes that Luna will expose these experiments and torture to the whole world and Wernicke will he shut down and tried for crimes against humanity. He didn't want his plan for a perfect world to go down in shambles because of the superhero. "Diane," he said. "Call in Peter Walker for me."