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It all began in a secret military laboratory. A forest was soon erected around the mighty structure in the middle of nowhere. A group of elite scientists worked peacefully to advance mankind into a new era. This was how the surrounding towns saw the actions of the scientists. However, little did they know that humans were being experimented on, altering their genetics to become stronger, more intelligent and aggressive. These early experiments failed miserably, for their stubborn DNA refused to splice correctly. The project would soon be aborted due to the consistant failures and controversy of what was really occurring. The team of scientists decided it would be easier to start from scratch and design a race to their own accord. Four years later the very first cell of a new race divided, giving the scientists a new hope in their efforts to design the "perfect slave" race. Though they looked identical to an average human, the scientists were cleaver enough to "mark" them. Several features upon them told which was a human, and which was a creation. The most prominent feature was that they bled an eerie color; neon blue. A side-effect of the altered blood was that their hair was an awkward shade of cyan (Sky blue) that occurred in rare cases. They were superior to a human in everyway possible. They weren't intelligent unless taught; even then they could learn at a phenomenal pace. Their agility, speed, senses and raw strength were well beyond even the greatest of humans that walked the planet. The scientists were overjoyed no doubt, for after years of constistant failure they produced the perfect race. Soon after the nameless warriors were given the title "Bion". It suited them for they weren't born, they were created. After numerous field tests they were paired up with advanced armor that enhanced them beyond their limits, adding protection against most human weaponry. It was at this point that the scientists overstepped their limits. Perhaps they grew arragont, feeling they were superior to their "children". It wasn't rare to see one of them lying in a puddle of his or her own blood. The original experiment yielded twelve prototypes in all. The Bions caught onto the scientist's cruelity eventually; secretly devising a plan to overthrow their master's. One day during a routine experiment they lashed out against their masters with brute force. The scientists in charge of that sector were caught completely unaware. They never really had a chance against their superior "children." The rebellion was broken up and all of the first batch were killed without mercy. Men, women, children. None were spared. The bodies were thrown in a nearby ditch, not even given the honor of a proper burial.
Those remaining scientists were forced to reconsider their solution of the perfect fighter race. They weren't about to abandon half a decade of work over one incident. This time they created flaws in their creations. With a few weak points here and there they were able to design them stronger than ever before. The second batch of warriors only yielded two, for it was much harder to spawn them in a test tube than before. Natural selection was cruel to the race, but it produced pure warriors. These twin warriors were the second generation prototype. They were quite aggressive and carried a thirst for blood. However, they obeyed their master's completely. If they failed in their missions they would suffer no doubt. Bloody and broken they'd be thrown into a cold dark cell in the lower levels of the laboratory. Starved and tortured for multiple failures. This wasn't meant to kill their priceless creations, but make them stronger and more eager to please their masters. After four years of loyal service to their masters they were slain in their sleep and given a proper burial. They served well, but the pair were growing too intelligent and powerful for their own good. All acts of evil were eventually punished, for while creating the first of perfect batch of warriors; the laboratory fell under attack by an unknown force, slaying all but one.
It took the scientists four years to create one final piece of armor, and one more life. This would be the ultimate and most stable of the Bions. He carried numerous flaws however to prevent uprisings. Complete and sealed away in the lower levels of the laboratory he slept. He was never alive, but he was already the age of seventeen. At the prime of his life he was made, created for the sole purpose of serving his masters. Little did he know that he was the last of his kind...Little did he know just how long he would be trapped lifeless in the abandoned laboratory in the middle of nowhere. |
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