The Difficult Task of Raising a Weapon

Shadow: Breaking Down

"Alright, we're here. Daugh and Hendrix, grab the creature and take it down to Sublevel 7 for weapon analyzation. The rest of you, get back to training." I blink upwards through blurry eyes at the woman giving the orders, her sandy blonde hair and lavender eyes an unusual combination.

"You got it, Lieutenant Topaz," responds one of the soldiers, and he heads over to me. "Lyri, will you get the other side?" I bite back a surprised yelp as the two humans haul my cage off the ground, and I hurriedly sit down so that I won't be thrown off of my feet by the movement. I huddle with my chin on my knees, looking with wide eyes as the two soldiers carry me into an elevator.

"Lyri Daugh and Resin Hendrix, state your business, authorization, and destination." A voice makes me jump as it rings through a speaker in the elevator.

"Transportation of captured bioweapon for analyzation. Authorized by Lieutenant Topaz. Sublevel 7." I shudder as the man called Hendrix responds, feeling that his voice tone is far too cold considering he's talking about a living creature. The elevator starts moving downwards, and I try to calm my breathing; panic makes me want to hyperventilate, but I know I can't let myself lose control.

The elevator stops, and I'm carried out of it and into a large hallway. Several doors pass before the soldiers escorting me stop before one, and I press myself backwards as the camera scans the humans and opens the door.

"Lyri! Resin! How nice to see you again!" Greets a blonde woman in a lab coat. "What weapon do you have for us today?" I'm jolted as my cage is half set, half dropped onto the floor below.

"A bioweapon, one of Robotnik's," Lyri responds. "I don't think you've ever got a living weapon before from another source, have you?" The woman's eyes widen, and she shakes her head.

"No, never. Hmm..." The scientist crouches down to get a closer look at me, and I fold my ears down, trying to look as small as possible. "Can you describe some of its abilities?"

"They'll be in the report later, but yes. It has enhanced strength, speed, agility, energy resistance, durability, and it seems to have an ability to summon Chaos Energy. It probably has other abilities, too, but that's all I saw myself."

"Interesting..." The scientist says, and I realize other human beings are gravitating towards me curiously. "In that case, I suppose we'll have to get some Chaos specialists and Mobian researchers in here. Possibly even Professor Ayers, if this one is synthetic.

"Can you get a medic to come down here? We'll want to get some blood samples for sure, and I'd quite like to see what kind of bone structure it has. We can decide on some level evaluation tests, too, if we can figure out more about it." Every muscle in my body is rigidly tight, and I can feel myself shaking slightly as she lists things G.U.N. can do to analyze me. She notices me after a second, peering down at me through the thick bars of the cage.

"That's odd. It's shaking. It's not abnormally cold in here..." Lyri glances down at me, and despite the face I know nothing about her, I desperately hope she'll present some form of help to me.

"Well, it also has at least some sentience, so it's probably scared," she offers, and every scientist within earshot gapes at her.

"You say that it's sentient?!" The woman gasps, and Lyri exchanges a look with her partner called Hendrix and nods.

"Well... It can talk, so yes, I assume it is," she says, looking a bit taken aback by everyone's reactions. "Is that strange among living weapons? I mean, it is Mobian-based."

"Truly remarkable..." Mutters the scientist, oblivious to Lyri's question. "Tell me, creature, do you understand me?" I gulp, slowly nodding once I decide I'll have to communicate eventually. The incredulous scientist's jaw drops down through the floor, and exclamations spread through the room like wildfire.