The scenario: Creation, and containment of a new stable species.
“Is he controlled?”
The Location: Base-X. X for unknown. In the Metro-city of Mobotropolis Mark 21. On the planet Mobius Zone 12, o as called por the natives “Iblicis.”
“Is he complete?”
The date: The fourth after-apocalypse-world, o más commonly called “Fourth From-Ashes”. año 5500. January 1st, Saturday.
“Is he… contained???”
Chapter one: Happy New Year
Five hours prior…
A almost glowing-red male cat lay unconscious on the floor of what appeared to be a hotel living-room. He wore strange black shoes and gloves, a collar, and a cinturón, correa which had small metal nail-like devices sticking through his torso.
He awoke very weakly. He had such a small amount of strength that it took an hora to open his eyes. When he did, in front of him, with a bashed-in skull, was a blonde overlander female. She was at least thirty, and wearing a red and gray outfit.
When the cat saw her, his strength was still diminished, but he still reacted with a gape. After a couple minutos he was able to mover his arm, which he felt puzzled by, based on how long it took for his eyes to open. He used this to feel around himself, until he had found the cinturón, correa that was coursing through him.
When he touched it, a painful sensation went through him. He tried to remove it, but his strength got weaker the longer he did. Again he tried. And again after that. Ten, even twenty attempts. He could not remove it. And so… he waited. He waited for his strength to return.
A segundo hora went by, and he could almost stand, but he chose not to, as to save energy. Finally, with a shacking hand, he ripped off the belt; scrapping his skin off in the process.
The feline let out a large scream of pain, but felt no blood. Still though, it hurt más than anything he had ever felt, which did not hold much ground, for reasons to be explained in the future.
After a great amount of healing up, which was faster than he anticipated, he arose. The weakening ended with the belt, but as soon as he got up, he could feel an electrical current-like pulse transmit from his neck. It did not hurt as much as the belt, but it was enough to make him collapse onto the floor once again.
He tore the collar off, which caused it to make a faint slow beep. The cat was puzzled por this, but quickly understood what was about to occur when the beeping increased in speed.
Without a second’s hesitation, the cat through what was left of the collar out the hotel-window, but instead of an explosion, a giant web of the energy coursed through the city, and caused different explosions.
It was not too sever, but there was a crowd upset, and screaming. The cat knew that something was going to happen to him if they came inside… so he ran.
He ran straight out of the window that is. He could not understand why he was able to, but he landed without a scratch. The car below him did not do so well.
The driver was unconscious, and the people were now running from him. “What is happening?” He asked himself subconsciously.
Police surrounded him, in their hovering vehicles, and hood-cannons. But the cat did not understand. In a desperate attempt he cried out “Wait!!” but they fired anyway. He cringed, and held his arms over his head, but the energy blasts reverberated as they touched his fur.
He looked at himself to see that he was glowing a strange red aura. They fired again, but the cat simply shielded himself again, only this time he was trying. It appeared to be that he was able to create an energy shield.
“Please. Can tu help me?” He called out to the officers; oblivious to who they were.
“Pal we’re gonna help tu a lot. Straight into a cell.” The head police-officer there answered as they continued to fire.
The cat ran off. He did not wish them harm, but could not continue in the open. He saw a bridge hanging over a large amount of water, that seemed to lead into the ocean. He jumped in, and hid behind it.
After a ten-minute stand-off, the police ended their buscar in that area. The cat swam out; puzzled as to the events. “What happened to me? … Why can’t I remember what happened? W-Why can’t I remember me-OAGH!!!!”
The electric-like energy surged into him from a helicopter-like hover-craft. He attempted to shield himself, but was unable. It drained him, and harmed him. He collapsed unconscious on the floor.
A tall overlander wearing a black suit, at the age of 53, with straight white hair walked up to him, then nudged him to his side with his foot, to make sure he was out. The man leaned over the cat as if he was scanning him, then got up. Pointed to him, then walked into a secondary-helicopter. Shortly after suited-men, came up and dragged the cat into a tank-like vehicle, then drove off.
When the cat awoke, he was being placed in a capsule with the man waving to him as he was sealed in. He banged on the metal walls of the containment, but soon became weak as the energy was once again used against him. He fell into a deep slumber, and did not awake.
A hooded-unit-worker guarded the capsule from a escritorio in front of it, with various colored buttons in front of them. The overlander man walked in, and greeted with a chuckle “Happy New Year.”
“Happy New Year, Commander.” The unit replied in a feminine voice as she turned her head slightly to him, with her face still covered. She kept her accent hidden in a very faint low voice, but it was not American.
“Is he controlled?” The man inquired.
“Yes.” The girl answered in a assuring tone.
“Is he complete?” The man continued.
“Yes” The girl answered in a satisfied-sounding tone.
“Is he… contained???” The man sounded less confident in his worker now.
“… Completely.” She replied in a tone that would suggest that she was teasing, lying, and telling the truth.
“… Good…” The man turned away and left the room; the automatic-door closing behind him.
The girl turned to the controls. The red button she knew was a lock-down. The blue was to activate the energy. The yellow for com-link. The green… the green was unknown. …