"My my, what a beautiful vessel. He's going to be even more beautiful after the surgery. We're going to start by improving limbs. See this here is an improved arm-" Harold began to explain to his surgeons who were beginners. He picked up a robotic arm. It wouldn't blend it in very well, because it was mostly green and had blue patches near the upper arm that held important wiring that would become sensitive nerves. On the forearm there was a small screen that monitored the person's health. "It can hold up to 1000 times more weight than an average human. The hand can squeeze up to 1,500 pounds of pressure. Which means it could crush your skull like a peanut. This will be a tricky procedure and we'll do it last. For now, we will work on this-" Harold held up a robotic eye. Where the whites of a person eye's would be, was now black and the pupil was replaced with a green transparent dot that was dimmed. "This is another very important part, it connects to the brain and gives the subject abilities that usually take years to master. For example, Telepathic communication. Once we get the subject 021412, then he will be able to communicate with them. As well as being able to see things in that subject's view. It can see two times as many colors as the regular human eye can see, can see about 5 times as many light years as we can see, and can even see a bullet coming towards them seconds before the bullet is shot." The surgeons listened in astonishment.
"Now, we must be very very careful with him. He will be very dangerous once he figures out how to use his abilities. That's why we're handling them one year at a time. We postponed his mate to be captured next year. The same procedure will be done on her. Once given the same steroids, antibiotics, antibodies, DNA and proteins as subject 128594, then we will mate them together. Their offspring should be twice as resistance as their parents. We will have to inject certain chemicals to get them allergic or weak to something. Otherwise, they will be unstoppable." Harold placed a mask over Ruckus's face and shined a bright light down at his body. "Now, let's get to work ladies and gents. This surgery is going to be a long one." Harold let out an evil cackle and began his work.
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The surgery took a good 30 hours. Ruckus was placed in his small lab room, where he'd be observed through a two-way mirror. His body didn't take the anesthetics very well. He was all groggy and his body was sore. Ruckus opened his eyes and groaned. His head, his left shoulder, and his left arm ached with incredible pain. "The fuck happened." He mumbled looking around the bright room with blurry vision. "Where the hell am I?!" Ruckus sat up and yelped in pain. he laid back down with watery eyes. It felt as if razors were in his veins, slowly making its way up to his shoulder and into his heart. His head was pounding as if someone was repeatedly punching it. He didn't want to get up.
Harold watched from the glass. "He's waking up!" He happily exclaimed and watched the poor male struggle to get up on his feet. Ruckus eventually came to his senses and was able to sit up. He caught sight of his arm and let out a scream. "What- the- actual- fuck!" And like that, he no longer felt much pain. He stood up and ran to the mirror and screamed again. "WHA-" Ruckus choked on his words. He didn't know how to react. Everything was so hard to process.
"OK OK OK- somebody better tell me what the hell IS GOING ON!" Ruckus looked around anxiously. "Where am I? Why am I here! What did you do to me!" He desperately wanted to hear answers. "Calm down my precious, I don't need you hurting yourself," Harold spoke through a speakerphone. Ruckus walked back and forth. "This is just a dream, this is just a dream, c'mon wake up! Wake up Ruckus!" He repeatedly said to himself. Ruckus even tried to pinch himself but wasn't able to since his arm was to heavy for him to lift. "Now Ruckus, don't get too crazy. Take all the time you need. You need to realize that this is going to be your home now for a very long time." Harold continued to speak. Ruckus's reaction was worse. "L-long time? L-long time? Let me out- Let me out please, let me OUT!" He banged on the mirror, expecting it to break, but it was durable.
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