Secret Past Of Experimentation

Background

A/N- This story was adopted from U-Wish-U-Knew, now known as True-Love-IchiHichi, who got the inspiration to this story off of another story called ‘Grimmy pet’. This is completely our own story, with the idea from ‘Grimmy pet’ which deserves credit for that. I also changed up a few things in it. Some OCC-ness. Hope you enjoy! As it’s originally True-Love-IchiHichi’s story, this chap is dedicated to her!

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~3 years ago~

“One more dose, his body can take it.” a man in a doctor's white uniform, covered in blood, with a mask, and special gloves and goggles announced to the rest of the team.

They were experimenting on an innocent hybrid with his arms tied behind his back and a gag set in his mouth to contain his screams of pure agony. At the moment his mind was so overcome with pain that he couldn’t comprehend what any of them were saying. All he knew was that it was along the lines of pumping him full of more drugs and chemicals. Not to mention more pain than should be possible to withstand.

"No Doctor! His body CAN'T take it! You'll kill him and all this will be for nothing!" another shouted in protest to the previous statement.

The other person ignored them and stuck another syringe in the poor hybrid’s arm, injecting further chemicals to the ones already swimming in his body. The hybrid barely flinched at the contact but then the chemical took effect and his body painfully started to lose all color. His tongue started to turn a sickening blue and the sclera of his eyes began to turn black. His usually yellow eyes darkened to an alluring gold color and a hole slowly appeared in the center of his chest.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! MFHFHHFHF! AHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed through the gag as the area around the hole in his chest began to dissolve to widen the hole.

Very soon, he was completely white except for his eyes and mouth, and the hole was still growing. He continued to scream in agony, with all the scientists and surgeons watching in delight as his chest finally stopped deteriorating and a black hole that went through his body was left in its wake. His torso and abdominal were covered in clumps of flesh and blood from where the flesh was expelled. He had managed not to die because of the other chemicals that sped up his recovery and stopped the blood flow.

"The scan says that the chemicals slightly deteriorated the voice box and vocal cord, but it's a success all the same!" the head scientist yelled cheerfully.

All the eyes in the room widened and then there were cheers of success and happiness at the gaping hole in the abused hybrid.

In a few minutes time the hybrid was completely healed, or at least he thought he was as not much pain was felt. Little did he know that there was still a 3 inch diameter hole in his chest. One of the scientists slowly came closer to him, holding a large syringe. Since the violated hybrid was no longer in extreme mind numbing pain he recognised the shape of the syringe and screamed, desperately trying to get away from it. The others held the poor thing down and the needle was injected. His mind went into a daze like it always did when a needle was injected, but as soon as the metal was out of his skin he started screaming bloody murder again.

He shook as tears leaked down the side of his face. His body was devoid of any flaws, but he was still covered in blood, sweat, tears, and clumps of rotting flesh- his own rotting flesh. He soon calmed down as the anesthetic took effect and soon after he was out cold.

"Will one of you take it back to its room and wash the thing off, it reeks. Whatever you do, do not kill it. It took us many years and countless hybrids to get that hole in its chest without killing it. That one we've been working on since the thing was 5 and if it dies it's your head." the head scientist said to one of his many assistants.