Data was been streamed into the mainframe quickly. Subject 33 was showing remarkable results. Strength, the subject is able to lift a fucking transport. Healing, we cut off his arm and it regenerate. Speed, the subject can lap a car going 100 miles an hour in 10 seconds. Intelligence, has won fifty percent of their chess matches against our super computer, and ninety percent of the matches of Go. Durability, to be frank, in order to cut off his hand we needed to use a diamond blade, that cost almost as much as this project. As for breeding, we forced him to mate with subject 32, his seed took almost instantly, although we are not sure if that is due to them both possessing the prototypes inside them. Regrettably subject 32 died yesterday, and because of the accelerated cells it seemed like she would soon give birth. If only she could have given birth, then we would have had a prime subject to test from infancy.

Subject 33 was undergoing another round of test. “He is being spiteful again.” “Hey subject 33 you do remember what happens if you are disobedient?” Subject 33’s ears perked up to the sound blasting from the intercom. Chills ran across the subjects body.

It has been half a month since my abduction. I can clearly recall what would happen to me if I disobey, they will press that fucking button. The first time I experienced it is when I tried to refuse to mate with that girl. “You will comply our else!” (What are you trying to do threatening me with that voice?) I thought to myself. For me it was obvious I did not want to rape a girl, any way you look at it, she had tears streaming down her eyes, which landed on her bare feet. I kept looking away from her, after all we were both nude. Of course any man would take a few glances back and forth at a beauty like her. Her hair was white like snow, her eyes were one green and the other blue, her chest was a fare size, and down there she was completely shaven. What I was not aware of at the time, was he had been talking to the two of us. I heard the click of a button far off in the distance, the moment the sound finished, the two of use were screaming in pain. It was similar to being stuck out in a blizzard for two days. The burning numbness. “If neither of you wish to feel that again,, then I highly recommend you get busy!” Did I just hear him wink? If he did it must have been to one of our other captors. We got on with the task. It seems it was not only the first time for me, but her as well. A small pool of blood, and other body fluids have been left on the ground. I really wished her first time could have been under better circumstances, but she told me when asked. “At least you did not outright obey them from the begging. I have respect for you young gentleman.” She blew me a kiss,, but in a mocking tone to our captors.

It was two nights ago her screaming started. It tore my heart apart. I knew in my very core she was dying. Her high pitched voice I heard on the very first day I was brought here, was now horse from screaming, but even still the screaming would not stop. I was told from the very beginning, none of the subject had lasted more than a few days at best. When I heard them reviewing the files a few weeks ago, it turns out that those subjects only lasted one weeks at most. Subject 32 and I were their pride and joy, we lasted for half a month, add a few days. (What was her name?) I really regret not asking her. Not that I could remember my own, after all this torture and grueling tasks.

How could I willingly kill a living creature, not only did they wish for me to kill the adorable little fox, but they wished for me to tear it apart, and then reconstruct it. I was at my wits end. I know that if I do not comply to their demand, then I will feel that unbearable numbness. (What will I feel the day I die? If subject 32’s screaming was any indication it will not be pleasant. I went through with killing the fox, and then putting it together again piece by piece. (One day they will have me take a human life! Is it possible to escape?) These thoughts were the last to enter my head before my scheduled sleep cycle.