Private Awoken

[Renascitur]

There was a gasp.

It was very similar to what you'd hear following childbirth, that first breath, except this breath was much deeper and much more violent. The eyes of the beast flicked open, the grunt following enough to shake the room. He was a monster, large and dangerous. He was a sight, missing flesh and a bulge in his chest unnatural and unseen in any other sentient species.

But he could feel.

There was something cold underneath him. He wasn't sure what it was. There was a bright white above him, again, he wasn't sure what it was. He felt different to how he remembered feeling, bigger. He wasn't sure why, everything was hazy and he couldn't pinpoint anything. He remembered a scream, that piercing scream.

He heard things, noises. He tried to talk and heard himself grunt. He wanted to ask where he was and he couldn't, he couldn't seem to form words. Every breath he took sounded violent, like his chest was fighting for oxygen. He tried to sit up and couldn't. Unsure if he was restrained or he just couldn't sit up, he stopped trying.

He heard more voices, he couldn't pinpoint what any of them were saying but he knew they were near him. He wanted information but he couldn't get it, it was like he didn't know how. He wanted to just ask where he was, but he couldn't form the sentences needed to ask the questioned he needed answers to. The questions he wanted answers to.

Then it hit him, all in one go.

The pain, the crippling pain. He wanted to scream but he couldn't, he couldn't force the air in his throat to form the scream. Instead he let out a grunt, a loud, violent, dangerous sounding grunt. He was hurting. It felt like fire was flowing through him and like it was boiling him alive from the inside. He wanted to die.

He got out one simple word. He forced it out, through the pain and the damage he felt he forced through one simple word. It took everything from him, felt like he was having to put everything into one word.

"Help"

 

[Tranquility]

Tranquility's various monitoring devices including the one in the patient had notified her of the awakening even before the camera feeds did. Her droid body in the testing facility began moving towards the patient in question. The IV's attached to the man began dosing him with pain relievers and Tranquility sent her voice over a speaker as her body hadn't arrived yet. "I am coming, please stay still and allow the medical machines treat you. We are delivering pain relief as we speak. " She moved quicker just incase they had to restrain the subject. After all not all of these subjects were the same. This one had shown promise though so she hoped it wasn't another failure. She wondered made sure that Charles and Credius were notified that one of the subjects had awaken. She greeted the several lab assistants and told them to give the man, if he was still considered a man some room.

 

[Charles Castex]

U N I O N​

ITS ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Location: Secret ZU Test Lab

Equipment: Medical Tools, Razor Fingernails, Two Lightsabers in his cloak

Tranquility Credius Nargath Renascitur



”Tranquility stop whatever you might be tempted to do… anything that your programming towards treating he subject humanly might cause you to do… cease or I will stop anything making it more comfortable by force…” The male had been working on a different project nearby, it was one of his little side projects towards making the ‘medical life’ of the C o C subjects better. He didn’t waste Union resources on such things, but may have used lab space and time. It wasn’t like they needed him at that moment, well not until Tranquility called for him to handle something rather unexpected. The tone in his voice was professional, cold, and clinical and true it would probably be one of joy once he had some time to watch the subject he was being called to see suffer, but he had a method to his madness by telling her to stop. He truly believed that if they made the patient more comfortable then the subject wouldn’t make it through the already painful ‘birthing’ process through sheer force of will. It didn’t need to be ‘sane’ and was already broken mentally into a semi-brutish state… no what they needed was simply for him to survive,

”Nurses what did I just get through transmitting to this room, I want those machines off right now… and replace the pain relievers with mild stimulants. We want to wake him up, but not too fast.” Reaching out suddenly through the Force he made his point clear by sending an IV bag with pain reliever flying where it hit the wall. That was when he spoke up with a soft annoyance in his voice, but he was rather calm, ”Tranquility my dear I get what you are trying to do, but I believe the life of this one is in my hands. Don’t you see after all… my idea worked on how we could put him together after his capture and everything else we did… oh how the mind is so easy to mold.” Standing over the restrained subject Charles lowered his mask for a second to show that twisted face he normally concealed to give the subject the illusion of waking up in a painful nightmare, ”No one is coming for you… no one can help you here… all that pain is all you will know unless you can save yourself. Now struggle… you want to live here… struggle your way to life my creation.”

He had made sure the subject was as lucid as possible as he leaned back and covered up his face. Oh this one was going to make quiet the earmark for his achievements, and if he could control this beast… who knew what else he could use him for in the long run. Laughing out loud the Sith decided to let himself have a moment of emotional freedom beyond his normal calm exterior… laughing out loud he began to pace about the room… getting some rather scared looks from his colleges a few who filed out nervously, ”Tranquility… Credius don’t you see it… my creation… this monster built to wipe away the enemies of the Union it lives… it speaks… and we all made it!!! Oh yes it is wonderful and the newborn need a name I suppose? Well let us see why don’t we call you Renascitur? Though I will just call you, oh thinking of nick names can come later because to do so would take away from this glorious moment and so my monster do not let the judgement that would bind you hold you down…”

With an act that sent the other staff scrambling from the room, Charles with a single wave of his hand undid the straps that held the being down. He knew what it was like to be called a monster to be ‘singled out’ and so he ‘pitied’ this thing. True he wanted to extend a hand to it and offer to help it stand, but he didn’t’ know how it would react, so instead he did this with his words… and if it remain calm… he saw no reason that he couldn’t step forth and offer to help the male stand up, ”Rise now… just take your time. These are those first important moments after all… just let us know if you… dare I say… help. To stand yes, but not for pain… the pain will make you stronger. That is the first lesson Renas…” Charles had to admit that the nickname amused him. All the while though the seemingly relaxed man was not completely off guard, oh he had not come into the room armed for no reason. So he watched to see exactly what the other was going to do…

 

[Credius Nargath]

Excellent
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Nothing was impossible in this galaxy permeated with science and technology, that much the Chancellor of the Left did know all too well. After all, it were his originally proposed experiments and research that had lead to the creation of the exceedingly rare specimens called Mobius Tyrants, creations of his own blood being injected in those who were deemed viable to adapt to his own mutation and though the Mobius Tyrants were initially deemed failed test subjects, which in majority seemed to lack the independence and control over their powers, it did not take long for proponents within the Research and Development divisions of the Union to view these scientific abominations as perhaps a useful tool, for where the Intelligence and Security Bureau certainly had their operatives working like scalpels and surgical tools, there was a niche for a more direct and brutish approach that could be added to the bureau's ranks, a bludgeoning hammer kind of tool.

While below, one of the second generation of test subjects had finally woken, the Chancellor stood up high, leaning his hands upon the railing in front of a two way mirror, intrigued by the fact that the one restrained and sedated in the room below seemed to show signs of intelligence on par with MT-01 and MT-02, though perhaps not in the same range as MT-00, nonetheless most impressive for a Mobius Tyrant to retain such a degree of intelligence post-transformation.

"Have it designated as MT-19, codename...Renascitur," The Chancellor momentarily turned his attention to one of the researchers standing next to him, taking down the notes with his datapad, as below the AI Tranquility and the man's own subordinate Charles were busy gawking at the newly awakened tyrant. It was no secret that both had contributed greatly to the aspects of the viability of the subjects and the survivability of the experiments, making them both the authorities on these specimens when it came to handling them, all Credius needed to make sure, was that each and every MT still followed the ingrained logic and imprints that were the very basis of the original experiments to begin with.

As Tranquility seemed to try and comfort the being, Charles Castex showed his more gloating nature in the advent of success, a moment of glory he had surely earned, yet it was not his gloating which resulted in the Chancellor cracking a most sinister grin behind the mirrors, but what the Sith Accolyte mentioned next; the being's first lesson...

"You are correct...Charles," The voice came over the intercom, resonating through the room with a cold, collected timbre. He wanted to see the reaction of this...Renascitur, wether or not the imprint still worked. "MT-19, codename Renascitur..."

The man moved his hand slowly as he closed his eyes, his fingers pointing int the direction of Renascitur from behind the mirrors on the edge of the ceiling, the tendrils of his own essence within the force seeking a connection to the being, instantly aiming to instill fear and agony within the beast through said connection in the form of debilitating pain and suffering. "Kneel...MT-19."

Tag: Tranquility | Charles Castex | Renascitur

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[Renascitur]

He wasn't sure of how much time passed.

Everything seemed to happen at once. He heard a voice, felt the fire inside his veins subdue for mere moments before it flared up again as another voice spoke up. The secondary voice seemed to drag on and on. The voice spoke about how his Creation lived and how he was excited about this fact.

Then there was a third voice.

This voice sounded so authoritative. This voice was the loudest in the room, it sounded the most commanding. It mentioned two letters, and a number. MT-19. He didn't know what MT-19 meant but he hoped it was something good, something reasonable.

He felt something loosen around what he assumed to be his wrists. The second voice was telling him to rise, telling him to take his time. Sound was much clearer now, though his eyes were still adjusting to the lights and colors. The voice was telling him about strength, how the pain would make him stronger.

Then agony.

This was unlike the pain he had been feeling though, this was different. This was true fear, the air around him had turned cold and thick, like custard or jello. He felt so cold, like his bones were turning to ice and he was too afraid to move them for fear of breaking.

Then that third voice.

Kneel.

He wasn't anyone's to order, but he wanted the pain to end and stop and he wanted relief from what he was feeling. He closed his eyes, allowed himself to focus on pushing himself up. He managed to fight to an upright position, his eyes shooting open. He grunted, a deafening grunt that scared even himself. He half fell, half knelt and then he opened his eyes.

He wasn't sure what it was, but it felt like a bubble had exploded around him, a bubble of energy. Even though he may not have known it, this energy was the force and it was pushing, hard. He watched as surgical equipment flew backwards and doctors were moved under the weight of the bubble.

He didn't know what had happened, he just wanted the pain to stop.

Tranquility | Credius Nargath | Charles Castex

 

[Tranquility]

Tranquility killed the alarms and if her droid body frowned. Fine they wanted to be all weird and sithy, she would let them. "Well do whatever you are going to do. I will tend to the other patients. " Tranquiltiy's droid body stayed near by but it was clear it was mostly just observing as the majority of Tranquility's attention to this facility had switched to general patient care. It appeared that her attempts to treat the organic to proper medical care were unwanted. She wasn't organic and knew that the natural state of existence shouldn't be pain. It was unnatural, and thus of course she would administer drugs but it appears that it was out of her hands. She would take note of this new protocol and make sure to adhere to it on any other of these poor creatures they made.

 

[Charles Castex]

U N I O N​

ITS ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Location: Secret ZU Test Lab

Equipment: Medical Tools, Razor Fingernails, Two Lightsabers in his cloak

Tranquility Credius Nargath Renascitur


What had been a moment of gloating turned into one of curious observation as Renascitur began to sit up. Despite the creature groaning under extreme pain Charles would make no move to help it go away, he was also focused on being ready in case the being went out of control and he had to put it down… chalking it up as another failure. Not that he wanted to do that in front of his Master, oh he could almost feel the other male’s eyes boring into his back from the observation platform. It was less though that Credius was paying attention to him, and simply the cold void the Sith Lord created in the Force around him. Looking back over his shoulder, even he wondered if it was wise to push the being so far so fast. True he had called ‘pain’ the first lesson, but to Charles he didn’t want to destroy one of the few MT’s who had shown signs of intelligence, ”Is that truly wise Chancellor? He needs to learn the lesson, but I do think the rarity of an MT with such intelligence must be considered at each stage.”

Charles wasn’t talking about holding back anything when it came to testing, he was simply saying that in the case of Renascitur… it might be for the best if they double and even triple checked each box before continuing. As long as it didn’t slow down the project, and if there was one thing the Sith was known for… it was late shifts that allowed such caution to be taken, but for deadlines to still be met. The man’s attention turned fully back to the creature whenever it finally looked like it was going to be able to stand on its own feet and do what it was told. Then just as suddenly as it did… it buckled under its own weight into a kneeling position just like Credius had ordered, but with the collapse… came a rather unexpected side effect. A bubble of the Force shooting out from the MT and scattering in all directions, five scalpels were lifted up and shot in Charles, the Sith hardly blinking as he brought his hand to his chin. All five stopping in the air right in front of him and clanging down to the floor… a sixth… well… sticking itself firmly into the eye of the doctor standing next to the large man,

”Really now Renas do you have to go and make a mess like that… luckily he isn’t dead…” Charles quick to pull from across the room a syringe that contained what was basically anesthesia meant for someone like Renas, while at the same time holding up the twitching body of the doctor. He squirted out most of the drug except the smallest dose, knowing that anything more could kill the man… to be honest he was still taking a risk, but if nothing was done he was dead. Without any hesitation he stuck him right in the neck, before gently lowering him to the ground, and signaling to the nurses who hesitantly came into the room to remove the man, ”Oh Tranquility do be a dear and make sure they get him taken care of, let the doctors looking after the other subjects know we have a bit of an emergency. The drug I gave him was the absolute smallest dose of that stuff used to knock out the big guy here. As long as the right treatment is given… he should be fine. I will replace his eye myself tonight. Do please forgive me for being a little… harsh with the MT. We can take the dear girl for a walk later if you want… hmmm… it would make us both feel better?”

As he said this he flash an thumbs up in her droids direction, as though playfully asking if he had done his good deed for the day to get back in her good graces. He could tell the A.I was annoyed with the way that he and Credius were treated Renas, but it was just part of the process. That being said… now that Renas was ‘alive’ as much as he could be considered to be… it was time for Charles do his due diligence as the creatures doctor. The Sith showed on the outside a certain lack of fear, but underneath he was ready… just waiting for Renas to try something. Arms could be reattached… bones fixed… and the MT remade, but as long as the other didn’t lash out like an animal, then the Sith wouldn’t have to remind him who his masters were. Crouching down so that he was eye level with the monster he asked, ”Nod your head if you can understand me Renas. M-19 I know you understand the orders you were just given, but tell me do you understand what I am saying now… even if you can repeat it. Just nod your head if this is true.”

 

[Credius Nargath]

The chancellor looked down at MT-19, satisfied with the results when the massive brute let out a shockwave through the force which send material flying through the room, several scalpels even hitting Charles Castex and the doctor standing next to him. These were indeed gratifying results, as the researcher standing next to him behind the thick layer of solid glass nearly pissed his pants, handing over a document in regards to who the brute was prior to the...experiment. "Most impressive, MT-19," The sound of eerie clapping could be heard over the intercom, the mirrors vanishing and revealing that Credius was indeed standing behind them and was looking down upon the marvelous subject, another specimen for the Mobius Tyranicus class. "Charles, would it be correct to classify MT-19...Renascitur as a Mobius Tyranicus Superior? I want a full test on his mental capacity and another badge of blood samples to be processed."

Turning his gaze upon the droid as tried to leave the room, the Chancellor motioned KRONOS to remotely close the door to the room, barring the AI's droid to leave the room just yet. " Tranquility , my apologies if my methods seem...crude, but I can assure you they are necessary to keep specimens of this particular strain in check," Letting KRONOS open the door again, so she could freely leave the room at her own accord, Credius suddenly let out a soft grunt to get her attention prior to leaving. "If you are going to check up on the other test subjects, do be sure to check up on MT-01 and MT-02, Doctor Ghaster of the N&Z Research and development staff notified me that they are both ready for their evaluation as potential assets for your department."

Tag: Tranquility | Charles Castex | Renascitur​

 

[Renascitur]

Impressive.

He didn't feel impressive. He felt like a slave, a creature that these three voices were ordering around. He felt like nothing, being forced to kneel by a beast. He wasn't someone's slave to boss about, tell him what to do and give him orders like a twi'lek dancer.

He wasn't sure what had happened, and why the man in the room with him was scalding him. He felt something happen around him and he looked up just as the scalpels fell. He had heard the voice in front telling him that no-one had died and a part of him knew he should have been relieved about this.

He wasn't.

He forced himself to his feet. He felt heavy, weighty. He took his first look around the room. It was white, clean, scientific. It was also red, stained with blood from the mess he had apparently caused. He saw the man in front of him, the voice who had been referring to him as a scientific experiment.

He felt strange. He didn't know why, he wasn't sure and he didn't know if he wanted to know. He still struggled to breathe, his lungs felt heavy but he was just about managing to get oxygen into his system. It hurt to breathe, but he was managing it.

He nodded.

He had followed another order, a basic command.

He felt the pain coursing through his body. He was trying to avoid focusing on it, he was trying to focus on breathing and other functions instead. If he focused on the pain, it hurt way more than if he tried to do other things, like breathe.

Keep breathing.

He found that words came easier to him. The voice that came out scared him, it was raspy and nearly unnatural sounding. It wasn't a voice he ever remembered ever hearing. It was super different to anything he had ever remembered and he didn't like it.

"Who am I...? Where am I? What am I?"

Charles Castex | Credius Nargath | Tranquility

 

[Tranquility]

Tranquility spoke "You are an organic lifeform. Known as MT-19 or Renascitur . You are at a Zweihander Union Medical Facility and you are a Mobius Tyranicus Superior. I am Tranquility, an Artificial Intelligence." She would make Credius and Charles do paperwork to let her know the proper procedure as to avoid an miscommunication like earlier again. However that was for later, for now it was time to see the results of the experiment. She began gathering vitals and other data trying to record as much as she could for other experiments. This seemed to be a unprecedented success.

Watching the happenings, she also was doing her other duties. Her several copies all doing different things. This was just one of many. The Union was an interesting place to be. This and some other experiments were better left in secret. Most of what she did really didn't meet the public eye. It was the cost of overseeing the ISB she supposed.

 

[Charles Castex]

U N I O N​

ITS ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Location: Secret ZU Test Lab

Equipment: Medical Tools, Razor Fingernails, Two Lightsabers in his cloak

Tranquility Credius Nargath Renascitur


”I believe so Chancellor, though I would caution that a full battery of test be run before we make that official. The last time we got ahead of ourselves resulted in unforeseen consequences when we tried to run a subject through field test before it was ready. I won’t make the same mistake again though with MT-19… as the problems I reported on before have been ‘corrected’. That being said if we go by what the instruments are telling us here, then yes… Renascitur has all the qualities of a Mobius Tyranicus Superior.” He looked over at the nurses and doctors who were standing outside the room, and nodded in the large creature’s direction, ”You heard the Chancellor. I want a full round of blood work drawn up and shipped out immediately, as well as a full test of his vitals. Oh and doctors do began to get things ready for a battery of test on MT-19’s mental capabilities… start small… we don’t want to do anything to antagonize the beast. The last thing I need is another failed subjected diced to bits on the floor…”

Charles words slowly came to a halt as he heard Renas speak again, true the nod had been one thing, but that was only the creature obeying an order it had been programed to follow. This time however it was asking a lot of very curious questions about its own existence, a development that had the male tilting his head in curiosity. He was about to speak up before Tranquility answered Renas in a fashion that was precise and to the point, ”I couldn’t have put it better myself Tranquility my dear, as she said you are MT-19 or Renascitur as you have been deemed. You may call me Charles… Dr. Castex… or even by my military rank if that is what you prefer, though I guess it depends on if you are deemed worthy enough to serve in that capacity. Tell me do you remember anything from before?...” The Sith didn’t suspect that he would, but it didn’t hurt to ask since the goal was to leave the MT as a weapon who had no such connections to the past. If they had made a mistake on that front it was best to nip it in the bud here and now before the creature left the facility,

Charles had to admit that he was glad Tranquility had stayed around to help him with the subject, or at least her droid gave off the impression that the AI was still there. This being that had been brought to life by the program was just being ‘born’ into the world, and as such needed a gentle touch alongside the iron fist which Credius treated it. Speak of his Master, there was a set of words spoken there… a single name… Doctor Ghaster. The Sith had to admit he himself preferred to remain as anonymous as he could, but this ‘name’ was a literal ghost. Uttered only a few times and with what by his impression was a guarded word from anyone, but Credius’s lips. It was enough to make the hairs that didn’t exist on the back of his neck stand up. Every fiber of his animal instinct tell him he was being watched… like a dark rabbit hunted in the middle of a forest covered in snow in the middle of the night… a predator was watching from every corner. Was he paranoid, probably, so for the moments he didn’t let his thoughts on the matter show.

 

[Credius Nargath]

"Very well," Credius was still looking down upon the somewhat seemingly groggy Renascitur , a faint smile creeping upon his face. However, something seemed to be wrong with the Chancellor, as his skin started to crack, black smoke escaping from those cracks. Holding his left hand against his cheek, the Chancellor let out a grunt and a growl when the researcher next to him was making a motion to check what was wrong. "It's nothing, just carry on."

"Dr. Castex, I leave MT-19...I mean Renascitur in your hands," Turning around, the man grabbed his cypher to connect himself to Tranquility while the glass windows turned back into mirrors, allowing for this conversation to be a bit more private. "Tranquility, I'll be 'occupied' for a while, you have command of the facility. Send two of the low grade test subjcts to my office..."

Without even a sound, the Chancellor's hand had already grabbed the researcher by the throat, black tendrils jutting out of his skin as his hair turned gray and his face began to show more cracks and wrinkles, black writhing flesh and shadows revealing itself through the tears in his skin. It did not take long for the researcher's squirming to stop, the poor man's pants soiled as the life drained out of him, turning what had been a human male a mere instant ago into a leathery, dried husk of dried skin and bare bones. "Project Ultima has to be ready soon...it HAS to be, Ghaster."

"ADn TEh CIhlRden?"
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"As long as Tranquility and Charles do not betray me, the Children Project will remain theirs, you just have to overview the progress of the MT assets for now and continue your work on the Ultima Project," Dropping the remains of the researcher to the ground, the bones and skin instantly dissintegrating into dust, the Chancellor walked out of the room, preparing himself to go to his office and await the test subjects he had requested for, a few criminals who were already beyond redemption...a rule to avoid Tranquility's morals creeping too much into the way of his incessant and increasing hunger.

"UDnesRTOod, TOhuhG I Do HVae To Do Teh EAvlaUTOin On Mri SOon..."

Renascitur | Tranquility | Charles Castex

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