Chapter 2

Too many unknown liquids were injected this time. When I woke up, I was missing my arms and legs. I started to wail and scream as much as I was able until the sedatives came in but that did not put me to sleep just made me drowsy. After a few minutes, I continued to pursue my useless struggle again. This time a heavier dose was injected and knocked me out. Like before, I saw that my limbs were regenerating. I felt like a starfish in science class. A starfish is able to regenerate its missing appendages as long as it is alive. Five Heavy doses later, I had my arms and legs back. The faster I recovered the faster they took them off. After my limbs were regenerating at a visible level, they moved on to organs. They removed organs and left them out to see if I would either adapt or regrow the organ.

Pain was the only feeling I had for a while until they gave me sedatives but the doses, from a non-medical view, was getting higher and higher. They might as well give me illegal drugs. For all I know they probably already have when I was knocked out. From time to time some scientists came close to me but only to see the where they extracted my organ. I made sure to burn their faces into my memory if I ever get free. Even if I get free, there is no guarantee that I would be able to do anything because of the atrophy. I have been on this bed far too long and being fed through liquids without too much movement. Now the best I could do was to threaten them. I yelled and screamed until my voice was hoarse, making it sound more menacing.

Before long, they removed my voice box and strapped my head to the bed as well. I concentrated on regenerating my voice box and kept to memory different decibels of sound to either mimic or change my voice. I practiced but kept it to myself because I am always under observation. At one point, I made a scientist faint with a particular level of hearing but after that, they came in with earplugs. I moved on to my next experiment of my own. I used high and low frequencies to see if I can stimulate my muscles. I used a shivering method as to try to warm my body more. Shivering is a body reaction to feeling cold and by shivering; I can at least shake myself to have some feeling of movement.

I started to put force into my body from the repeated frequencies and shivering but it doesn't make up for the lack of real movement. As time passed the experiments on me grew more dangerous and haphazardly. As if I were in a Saw movie, I was moved to a room with a drain on the floor so that I could be stabbed and mutilated so that I could bleed out to see if I could survive until the next day. My wounds healed quickly so the loss of blood was kept to a minimum but the faces these bastards made just enraged me. At first, I was screaming in pain then just painful grunts and finally to having no feeling at all. I stared down the assholes who came in to mutilate me and leave with a burning hatred, causing a few to shake in fear.

I don't know how long I've been kept here but the experiments progressed to letting me out of the bed but they were exposing me to dangerous chemicals, gases and radiation. After spewing black blood, almost as if I were getting rid of impurities in my body, I was feeling better. The next day the room was cleared so that the scientist could come in and examine me. Once they confirmed that I was clear they moved me to other rooms for more experiments. During one experiment I ran from one corner to the other to get the feeling back into my muscles. Because of the massive weight loss I began to do light exercises, enough to have the force to kill one of these scrawny necked bastards.

The gas chambers and the radiation burns were affecting me little and little each time they expose me. During those times I exercised. The day came when I felt strong enough to kill one of them and wouldn't you know it, one of the bastards that I planned to kill came in to check on me. I waited until he was close enough to me while I laid on the ground faking the pain. When he closed in I grabbed him by the neck, "Where the fuck am I? Why are you doing this to me? Answer me you pencil- necked son of a bitch!" I yelled. I knew I was on camera but within the time that I was exposed there was no picture, either because of the thick gas or the bright light of radiation, so within that time I was able to exercise without their notice. The only way of finding out what I was doing was to examine me directly. "This…this is a government facility. Even we don't know where this is! We just run the tests" he was able to say. "Why am I here?" I repeated, "You had a…unique DNA code…which was picked up by a government lab…when the hospital requested AB- blood, which is the rarest blood type in the United States" he mustered to say. I couldn't get more information before some guards started to come in. I snapped the scientists' neck before I was charged by the guards. I tried killing a guard but only went so far as to break his leg. The guards were in better shape compared to the scientist.

After that incident I was strapped to a chair instead of being let loose in a chamber. I couldn't care less who I killed at this point considering what they have done to me. Their lives meant little to me as I took any opportunity to kill any of them. This action led to them dismembering me before conducting experiments but it also slowed down their progress. In a certain experiment, they opened up my skull and started to inject and modify my brain for…

"Subject 0 has exceeded the dosage of sedatives once again. I will now remove parts of the frontal lobe and await regeneration, like previous experiments. Subject 0 adapts and develops immunities to all foreign substances that the subject has been exposed to. Like the results of the previous experiments, Subject 0 should be able to regenerate the missing brain matter. Because of Subject 0's astounding genetic code, we, as man, should be able to cure diseases now and for the foreseeable future. Subject 0 has yet to realize the importance of his contribution is. We might very well unlock the secrets to immortality itself. As a scientist I know that we can no longer sustain balance on the Earth anymore. With the help of Subject 0 we can adapt to a life among the stars, even in the vacuum of space."