[Unknow Neodyne lab]
It had been many days since the last experiments were conducted and the Russian Marine had finely recovered somewhat from his torture. He was still covered in his soild former uniform and streaks of blood and bile covered his face and clung to his once well trimmed beard. He could still feel the Nanites withering under his skin as he raised up onto his elbows to pry himself from the sullied bedding he was laying in. The smell from his body's excreations wafted into his nose and made him gag at the discusting surroundings the vile scientists had forced upon him.
Nikolai staggered to he feet his once proud frame now Emaciatied from loss of mobility and poor nutrition. He ran his fingers through his caked and matted hair and nearly collapsed to the hard lab floor as his head started spinning. He leaned up against the wall as the Nanites coursed through his vains and started ripping out of his skin along his arms and legs. As he let out a cry of agony he heard a voice echoing in his ears.
"Well well it looks like our favorite subject is back up and strong enough to stand. I am truely impressed but I have to insist that you remain on your bed, for your own safety." said the voice that Nikolai had come to hate with a passion. "If you crawl back now the nanites will repair the damage done to you, refuse and more punishment will be forth comming."
Nikolai growled through his clenched teeth and attempted to spit in the direction of the glass door with the fat little reseacher was watching him. Unfortunatly his body was mostly dehydrated and nothing came out, however the gesture was not lost on the fat man who gave Nikolai a toothy grin and pressed a few buttons.
As the last of the commands was inputed into the device the Nanites errupted out of the large Russian's pours. A howl of agony escaped his lips as his flesh was ripped appart by the tiny bots and the big man collapsed to the ground hard. His breathing was erratic as he watched his blood pour out from his body. He twitched on the ground and struggled to stand back up. If this was to be the end he would die on his feet not on his knees.
"Thats enough Harold, We don't want to damage X21 compleatly." said the man known as Mike as he stepped out from behind the corridor. Harold the fatman scowled and ordered the devices to begain reconstructing the marine's body.
"It is getting to restless we should end the experiment and start on a new subject." Harold said to his firend as he glared at the Marine on the ground in the cell. Mike shook his head, "No this one is proveing invaulable to our research...Just think about the huge bonus we are going to get."
Nikolai groaned as he rolled over onto his back panting and through his cracked and parched lips he managed to croak."Y...ou are...go..ing....to d.iee..screaming." he managed. Though he was currently helpless and covered in his own gore his cracked voice held a certin menece in it that caused the fatman to back away from the glass door.
"Relax Harold the subject can't harm us and his words are impotant as is the Federation to stop us." he said smugly and assuredly. "Now since Subject X21 can still manage threats It is strong enough to bare the next stage of the tests." he said and smirked as Nikolai groaned.
"Do...yo..ur...worst." said Nikolai raspily.
"Your a very ungreatful young man you know? We did rescue you from the Romulans you should be greatful for that at least. And we are keeping you alive." Mike said sadly and shook his head. "Alright Harold activate the muscle control systems."
Harold nodded and pressed the button on his device. Immidately Nikolai jumped to his feet with more energy then he could have possiably mustered on his own. The pain in his body was unbareable as the Nanites wired themselves into his nerves. Harold used a joypad like devices and moved the Marine foward toward the wall and punched in a command to have Nikolai repeatedly slam his fist into the unmovable wall.
Nikolai could feel his knuckles smashing into a mass of crushed bones but couldn't stop himself. He groaned in pain and tried to fight the impulses but the Nanites overrode his brain's commands.
"As you can see, We can make compleatly loyal fearless warriors for our armies..And even turn rivals against one another with this technolagy." Mike said explaining to his subject. "In a way Subject X21 you are helpin build a bigger brighter future. I of course understand if that is little consolation." he said with a smirk.
Harold motitered Nikolai's vitals and grined as the bloody ruin of the hand kept smashing into the wall. He then had the Russian's other hand grip the damaged fist and squeeze it hard. "Compleatly under their controlers commands..Pretty impressive huh?" he said to the Russian.
"Alright Harold that is enough for one night...Shut him down. We still need to get to the bottom of the lack of communcations from our base. " Mike said and turned walking away down the hallway. Harold smirked and compleatly shut off Nikolai's body and laughed as it crashed to the floor hard and without ceramony.
Nikolai's eyes rolled back into his head as his mind raced with pain. Even if it killed him he would make sure thoses two died screaming for mercy.
End Log
MCapt. Nikolai Chrenienko
Prisoner.
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