OC Forms/Art Book 4!

Subject 030 (OC Oneshot)

So, this is based around the AU "Subject 012", which is also a work in progress book of mine.

The AU basics, without spoiling anything, is this:

There's a secret government training facility, just like Area 51. However it's in rural New York instead. This facility takes animals and uses them as experiments with this new chemical they called "Mutagen". Using Mutagen, they can effectively create living weapons out of wild animals and stray cats and dogs and train them. If their training is successful and they meet all the requirements, they're shipped off to the military to use in battles and wars.

However.

There are failed experiments. Ones that didn't make the cut, or their mutation went wrong. Either way, they get shunned. These experiments do prove useful for resources like DNA, special genes, etc.

OCs other than Nightbird and Nightshadow are in this AU. For example;

-Diesel
-Triple Threat
-Tanya
-Midnight and Baxter
-Keane

And others.

This oneshot is focused only on Diesel, otherwise known as Subject 030. She was nicknamed Diesel by the guards and staff at the facility due to her tough attitude and short temper.

Diesel isn't a successful experiment yet. She's kind of...in between. She has a good skillset that would fit the requirements, but at the same time her behavior is unacceptable.

This oneshot is basically just all about Diesel and her life in the facility.

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It was silent.

Unusually silent.

No chatter of guards, no footsteps on the metal floor, no sounds from the other experiments. Just peaceful silence. Like it should be in the dead of night.

The quiet didn't last long, and was broken by a loud banging against a cell door, which startled everyone out of their sleep. The banging stopped a few seconds afterwards, followed by hysterical laughter from behind the door.

"rISE AND SHIIIINE!" a female yelled through her giggles. There were multiple curses and growls at the female. A black female wolf leaned against her cell wall, tired, and groaned, "Diesel, why...?"

"I was bored," 'Diesel' responded. The wolf with blue eyes sighed and slid down to the floor, falling silent. She wasn't dealing with this mutant's bull anymore.

Diesel laughed and smacked her open palm on a specific spot on the door she knew one of the guards would lean on. Sure enough, there was a yelp, and a small piece of the door slid open. She was met with the angry brown eyes of the cell guard.

"What's your problem, freak?" he hissed.

"Well, the cell's kinda cramped," she joked. "And the service is horrible."

He huffed and slammed the slidebolt, before going back to his original position. Diesel burst into laughter.

Yeah, Diesel always did this. She had a habit of being disrespectful and defiant. It was a wonder how she got into the successful experiment block, with behavior like this.

The fox went over to a corner of the cell and plopped down on the mattress, leaning up against the wall comfortably. The successful experiment cells were like prison cells in Sweden. Fancy.

The vulpine sighed. She didn't know what else to do. Really the only thing she could do at this hour was disturb and yell at other successful experiments for her own amusement. And of course, of all disorders she could have had, Diesel had to develop insomnia during her mutation. Her black paws fell into her lap as she looked around the little cell. There was a small desk, a simple white bed (which she was sitting on), a couple of books scattered around that she never bothered to read, and a small glass window on either side that she could talk to the other experiments through. Oh, and a hook on the door that held a black fabric face mask.