Chapter 23: Cyborg
Kano:
“Restrain all the surrogates and make life easier for us all.” Zek pushed his long black locks off his shoulder as he traced his finger down Laura’s stomach.
“How many?” Zek asked with a dark tone as his eyes looked up to Dr. Amy smiling with a sinister twitch.
“Four.” She pointed to the x-ray glowing over her right shoulder, showing four well-developed eggs ready to be delivered for incubation.
“Gestation?” I asked with a light hitch as I looked over my shoulder at her large brown eyes.
“Normal Dragon gestation is twelve months and two months incubation, but this round is nine months and a month incubation.” She spoke with a proud smirk laced across her face.
“How many surrogates currently?” Zek laughed darkly as he stood next to me with an evil glow.
“Twenty-two. Ten of which are in final gestation phase.” She laughed coldly as she pulled out her pocket watch, clicking her tongue along her teeth.
“How many total?” I asked curiously, seeing the x-ray of the well-developed eggs.
“Eighty-eight hatchlings to add to the Two-hundred and twelve successful hatchlings.” Dr. Amy patted her shoulder with a smug smirk.
“Narcissistic much?” Zek laughed darkly as he look over his shoulder at me with a smug smirk laced with a dangerous lust.
“Only with my experiments.” She laughed darkly as she nodded her head to follow along.
“As you know we were experimenting with speeding up the gestation and incubation phase, but also, increasing maturity.” She spoke quietly as she closed the solid iron door with a loud clunk, turning swiftly on her heel.
“What you got “Doc”?” Zek laughed smugly as Dr. Amy swiped her key card with a loud beep and green light as the air sealed door opened with a low hissing.
Stepping through the Ultra-violet induced entrance, feeling the cool air swirl around my body with a dark shiver as Zek gave me a mischievous brow. Screeching, growling and shouting erupted as the soundproofed door slid open to a multi-level hallway of holding cells.
“Gentlemen, may I present to you, Project Omega.” Dr. Amy held her hands up in a happy twirl as a dark, guttural laugh slipped past her lips.
“Top level are the matured specimens, and below them are leveled accordingly to age progression.” She smiled brightly as she kneeled down to a cell holding a girl, maybe sixish with long dark locks and cold emerald eyes.
“Thanks to the blood samples taken from Onyx during your little visit, I was able to stabilize the rapid growth progression.” She winked at us with a dark glaze over her eyes as the girl snarled darkly, ramming violently into the plex-glass wall.
“Explain?” I asked curiously as my eyes drank in the sight of my “Army”.
“Take this specimen here for example, she is six months old. Each month is equivalent to one year up to a year old, when they reach maturity in the Dragon cycle. The aging then slows down after that, but their dragon is awaken.” She looked excited as she walked down the hallway towards a large red door.
“Okay. Normal Dragon growth is five years to the first year, so what does this do to their life spans?” Zek asked the right question as Dr. Amy turned with a perked brow.
“What do you think happens when you play with fire. Death of Course.” She laughed with a Dr. Jekyll vibe as she swiped her key card again, watching the large red door slide open with a flashing warning light above as the hallway became quiet.
“Scary.” Zek leaned over with a weird twitch to his brow.
“But don’t worry, they have plenty of life to accomplish your end goal.” She smiled darkly as her eyes glowed to life as ten large, custom holding cells appeared with monsters.
“These are my favorites.” She snickered lightly, pressing her hand to the inferred scanner initiating the holding cells to light up.
Ten large, mechanically enhanced specimens stalked violently around their cells with a murderous glow to their eyes.
“Meet the “Omega Elites”.” She smiled brightly as she held her hands out, walking backwards with a soft stride.
“Only one female?” I asked curiously as I watched the muscular creature stalk slowly with her eyes trained on me and Zek.
“Yes. Unfortunately, the females do not handle the enhanced phase, so “Vorel” is special.” Dr. Amy slid a tray of raw meat chunks into the access panel, watching as Vorel went into a blood frenzy, shredding and chewing like a rabid animal.
Smiling brightly as my eyes trailed along each cell with a different specimen, and their own enhancement. Zek stood with his arms draped casually behind his back as he had a stare down with an aggressive male, stacked heavily with muscles and metal poking through his skin.
“Fucking Cyborg.” I laughed darkly as I stood next to Zek, tilting my head in amusement.
“You sure about this Kano?” Zek asked flatly as his eyes followed the specimen slamming his fists against the bulletproof plex-glass with a loud roaring bang.
“Once the Realms fall, they will be discarded.” I spoke softly to his ear, placing my hand firmly on his shoulder.
“Don’t worry. Each one has been implanted with a special neuro chip behind the ear. If they get out-of-control, they “Boom”.” Dr. Amy mocked the word with her hands.
“Good.” I spoke coldly as we exited the room, hearing the loud roars of our departure.
Following Dr. Amy out as she secured the door with a final swipe of her key card, locking the entire system down with a dark smile.
“Have you located Onyx?” She asked coldly as her eyes scanned over the vital reports of the specimens.
“No, but she will appear.” Zek chuckled darkly as he spoke from behind me.
“I need her blood. Those ten need higher doses of stabilizer, and with the hatchlings I have a limited supply.” Dr. Amy exhaled coldly as she fell in line with Zek.
“Don’t worry Doc, we will deliver her on a “Silver platter”.” I laughed darkly as we climbed the stairs, watching the “Good Doctor” head back to her Lab.
“Time to bring “My Bride” home.” Laughing loudly with a sinister hitch as Zek growled lowly.