[Unknown NeoDyne Lab]
Nikolai laid out on his back barely breathing in his cell. His stained and abused body recovering slightly after the researchers had removed the nanites from his blood stream. This wasn't done out of compassion or mercy but to take the small devices and attempt to replicate them precicely. This had given the captured Marine a small measure of peace and quiet for the time being but he knew it wouldn't last. The fat research Harold had told him when they would be back but as a reward for being such a good experiment they would change his soiled garments and his bed linen.
He remained motionless in his room as the sounds of footsteps were heard down the hallway. After all the time had passed he knew whos feet made which sounds. Harold was leading a team in to clean up the cell. As they approached Nikolai begain a meditation technique he had picked up from the Bhuddists he had met in China, his heart rate slowed down to the point where it seemed to not pump at all. His breathing came only in the faintest traces acutally fooling the medical scaners into thinking he was dieing.
Harold moved his fat bloated body up to the cell forcefield smirking and said, "Time for your bath Subject X21..stand up." he said in his snide voice so full of of himself. After a moment of Nikolai not responding he growled "I SAID GET UP!" One of his men who came with the hose looked at the readout and paled."Sir the subject isn't breathing."
Harold turned a sickly shade of yellow as his stomach turned sour. Mike would kill him if their prize subject was dead."Lower the Forcefield quickly!" he bellowed. He was a skilled medic as well as a scientist. He rushed in toward Nikolai as the other men ran to get the crash cart. Harold dropped to his stunted knees and checked for a pulse on Nikolai's neck.
As soon as he heard the other men get out of earshot Nikolai's eyes opened and his hand came up to Harold's throat. His fingers dug in deep to the fatmans neck and he started crushing his adam's apple and larynx. The fat researcher's eyes went wide and he tried to pry the hands loose as he gaged for air.
Nikolai's eyes remained absolutely devoid of life as he crushed the mans throat. He was useing all of his strenght to try to rip his voice box out of his discusting bloby neck. Harold reached down and started to try to gouge out the Marine's eyes in desperation. But Nikolai ignored the firey pain as his eyes begain to bleed.
Finely after a few moments he hears a sickening snap and the pressure on his eyes stopped. The dead weight of the fat former researcher pressed down on his wounded body as he pulled back his bloody fingers. He looked at the man's blood pouring down onto his already stained and hurt body and wiped the chunks of flesh from his fingertips into the man's hair.
He tried to push the heavy man off himself but his strenght had failed him after his tortures and he couldn't lift him. He heard the sounds of running feet pounding down the hall and simply waited for the inevitable. After this attack he assumed he would finely join Col. Cole in death's embrace and he was not afraid. The men came to a halt outside of the cell and looked on in horror.
"Oh my god...Harold is dead??" said one of the men in shock. He immidately pressed the Security call button on the wall as he stared in horror. The other man with the crash cart pulled a phaser off his belt and pointed it at the Marine under the dead man. "Think I should put a end to him?" he asked his partner as he heard the security team comeing down the hall.
"No..Thats for Mike to deside." he said as the security men moved in and drug Harold's body of Nikolai. Nikolai didn't move as the men removed the corpse from his cell and didn't even respond when they started to beat him senseless with their batons. It was worth the beating to kill one of his tormentors with his bare hands.
The man who called the security watched them bloody the Marine and crack open his face in several places before he stepped up."Alright thats enough, Leave him for Mike when he gets back from vacation." he said and the Security men backed off and out of the cell.
"Well Subject X21 you lost your bathing privlidges for the time being. Enjoy your foulness and look on at the bits of flesh and know you killed a father of six." he said and turned raising the force field once more. Nikolai laid there dazed and bleeding. His pain riddled mind fouced on the thought of Harold's children now fatherless. He hoped he could find them and help them get over their sorrow for their father's death by making them join him. He had no mercy or pity left in his heart, only cold dark hatred.
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MCapt. Nikolai Chernienko
Prisoner.
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