HEAT is the hardest military branch in year 4000 in the Federation.
Using edge technology, HEAT can go where no other Federation Military branch could go before. Being Black Ops, they do not technically exist. Fighting against the borderline Serpent Systems, a indipendent alliance of systems in the Serpent Cluster. The Serpent Systems have tried to expand their territory over the Federation, first being the Colony Fall, the colony that each hundred year is harvested by the Space Raider's.
The Senate of the Federation is not certain why, but one theory is that they will try to obtain contact with the Space Raider's, as they would be a strong allied. Yet, thanks to HEAT, the Serpent Systems will have to try again.
Most of the HEAT information is classified and the only knowned of them is that they are masters of combat.
/Unknowned
måndag 20 december 2010
lördag 27 november 2010
Weaponds 101 File: Prothon Carbine
The Prothon Carbine, was manfactured under the DarkSpace War. The Service record of it is long and stretches to the year 4036. The Prothon Carbine is using a projectile launching method, inspired by the human's weaponds. It allso has a plasma vent, as the Carbine's projectiles are driven forward with the help of plasma. The latest Prothon Carbine has a quick loading time, having the stock on the left side.
Weight: 1-3 kilogram
Lenght: 1 metre
Radius: 3-19 metre
Ammunition: 22-26mm calibre
/Archive of Military History
Weight: 1-3 kilogram
Lenght: 1 metre
Radius: 3-19 metre
Ammunition: 22-26mm calibre
/Archive of Military History
ODE-Orbital Drop Elite
The ODE was one of the Federation of Indipendet Species hardest military branch. They where only used against the Tyran SpecOps, both being droped behind enemy lines. The most famous of them was Trey Ygnat, sacrifice his own life to retake one of the citys of Redemtion, now known as Fall. The ODE's most knowned weapond is the Prothon Carbine. At the DarkSpace Wars the ODE served under the Admiral Harhkzon.
The ODE's training was held on the Planet Elzone, in the Shade Nebula. Old records of the Military Training in the Archives suggest that the ODE's was not only trained physically, but allso improved with chemicals and being trained mentally. This resulted in a breed of Genetic Super Warriors, as human called Spartans from their culture classed video game Halo.
The ODE soldiers has never been documented stronger than other soldiers. But it have been recordings that some Etrip'Khan was gaining highly trained reflexes.
The ODE was often dropped by the Federation's DropShips, into the heat of the combat. Now as the war have ended, only a few ODE soldiers is still alive. They have now been superseded by the new HEAT branch.
/Archive of Military History
The ODE's training was held on the Planet Elzone, in the Shade Nebula. Old records of the Military Training in the Archives suggest that the ODE's was not only trained physically, but allso improved with chemicals and being trained mentally. This resulted in a breed of Genetic Super Warriors, as human called Spartans from their culture classed video game Halo.
The ODE soldiers has never been documented stronger than other soldiers. But it have been recordings that some Etrip'Khan was gaining highly trained reflexes.
The ODE was often dropped by the Federation's DropShips, into the heat of the combat. Now as the war have ended, only a few ODE soldiers is still alive. They have now been superseded by the new HEAT branch.
/Archive of Military History
söndag 14 november 2010
Battle of Redemtion
Private Ygnat
Borderline Colony; Redemtion
Year: 1107
The shuttle shacked at tact with the gun fire; Trey sat nervous and frequently checked the Prothon Carbine. One of the Sergeants told him he would be all right. “Just don’t get in to the crossfire”, the Sergeant told him. She smiled at him and pulled on her mask. Trey did the same. When the doors opened he and the rest of the squad rushed forward, he did the same. The long silhouettes of the Tyrans at the city were freighting. The battle rushed between the fractions at the crater filled battlefield. Trey regrouped with the squad and saw how one of the other privates felled with a still glowing plasma bullet in her head. The fear crept trough his skin, will he end the same way? He ran to the rest of the squad, or at least that was left of it. The Sergeant that had talked to him earlier had been injured her leg. The Captain contacted them via their headset.
“Seems we can’t get air support, unless we destroy those mortars. Ygnat, Realz flank the the one to the west and keep their nest busy. Zaraph, you and Aren will place the explosives to it, while their nest is busy. You got the plan, move up!”
The ashes fell down like snow around Trey and Realz, as they shooting moved through the battlefield. The Tyran’s moved closer to their position. As the Privates flanked the nest, the Tyran’s where flanking them. A sound of airplanes broke the firefight and a group of Tyran SpecOps landed. Their plasma rifles shined trough the ashes. They walked calmly trough the battlefield. They spread out, moving slowly, patient, like a pack of hunters surrounding their prey. Trey shoot down one of the SpecOps, thinking that he’d killed it, but he’s hope got smashed to pieces when the SpecOps rose. Trey looked back at Realz, that just where throwing a grenade into the gun nest. Just as Trey warned his college, a voice from the SpecOps in the middle broke the nervous silence: “Surrender, you cannot win.”
Trey screamed, Go to Hell! And started shooting at them. He shot until the clip was empty and reloaded. He knew that he couldn’t win, but Trey was not giving up. He got shot in the leg and screamed. But he didn’t care. A plasma bullet hit is chest. One of Trey’s lungs were injured. But he continued. Only after that an explosion of the Anti-Air Cannon was silenced, he stopped. And fell to the ground, the pain in his chest was like a never ending fire. He fell back and saw the numbers of pods raining down. He knew the battle wasn’t over. He tried to rise up, but the fire in his stomach made him crawl in pain. He could hear the battle, how it was being transported longer and longer away… How voices screamed… One word… KIA…
torsdag 23 september 2010
The Dark Space War
At the year 1035 of the Federation, an small recon team found radio waves at the border of Federation Space. At the time, fresh memorys of the Ancient Empire still existed and the small Senate of the newly made Federation of Indipendet Species, only called the Federation was paranoid and had control of an giant fleet.
An group of represantives was sent to the radiowaves source. The discovery was remakable. The group of Scientist, soldiers and diplomats found an giant planet in the Bloster Cluster. The video films of that event was fantastic. The Giant planet was around two blues suns and had a cold climate, because of the strong layer of ozon covering the planet. The Scientist thought that they only would find primitive life, that yet didn't had discoverd interstellar star travel. They found out that they where the ones that where primitive. The first contact with the Tyran Empire or "The Darkspace Empire" as the media called it, was presented by kind intellegent aliens that had come one step further in evolution. The Tryaniers as they called themselfs, proudly showed the represantives their 10 times bigger fleet than the Federations, that it was no poor or ilness in their society and their technology making the able to travel across the galaxy. They was using something they called Dark Dawn, transporting them to another dimension smaller than our, making it possible to travel great distans.
At the Beginning of year 1036, the leaders of the Federation decleard that the Tyran Empire was to big and that they risked the survival of the Federation. They maped all of the Tyran colonys and discoverd that they was in a circle around the galaxy, at the outerspace, called DarkSpace.
In the middle of Federation year 1037, a Federation fleet was send to the Tyran homeworld, named Tyra. Since the Federation only could attack the Colonys close to their borders, Tyra was their prime target. As from there they could control the Dark Dawn technology and reach the other colonys.
The Tyranier standed against the attack of the fleet and counter attack several of the Federations Colonys, the biggest lost was the colony of Benegar IV, there more than 50 000 soldier and 1 million civilians got killed from the dimensional rip blast that was caused by an elite soldier. The war was going on for 200 years as both sides lost and regained control of colonys. When the Federation finally won by using an experimental EMP device to deactivate the Tyraniers Dark Dawn technology. The following words are dictated from the Admiral Aq'zan T'rag: No words can describe the lights of the plasma orbs that was shoot in to orbit, and the dark clouds that like flowers spred across the surface of the city.
After that the main city of Tyra, the Tyranier gave up and the blockade of the planet began.
An group of represantives was sent to the radiowaves source. The discovery was remakable. The group of Scientist, soldiers and diplomats found an giant planet in the Bloster Cluster. The video films of that event was fantastic. The Giant planet was around two blues suns and had a cold climate, because of the strong layer of ozon covering the planet. The Scientist thought that they only would find primitive life, that yet didn't had discoverd interstellar star travel. They found out that they where the ones that where primitive. The first contact with the Tyran Empire or "The Darkspace Empire" as the media called it, was presented by kind intellegent aliens that had come one step further in evolution. The Tryaniers as they called themselfs, proudly showed the represantives their 10 times bigger fleet than the Federations, that it was no poor or ilness in their society and their technology making the able to travel across the galaxy. They was using something they called Dark Dawn, transporting them to another dimension smaller than our, making it possible to travel great distans.
At the Beginning of year 1036, the leaders of the Federation decleard that the Tyran Empire was to big and that they risked the survival of the Federation. They maped all of the Tyran colonys and discoverd that they was in a circle around the galaxy, at the outerspace, called DarkSpace.
In the middle of Federation year 1037, a Federation fleet was send to the Tyran homeworld, named Tyra. Since the Federation only could attack the Colonys close to their borders, Tyra was their prime target. As from there they could control the Dark Dawn technology and reach the other colonys.
The Tyranier standed against the attack of the fleet and counter attack several of the Federations Colonys, the biggest lost was the colony of Benegar IV, there more than 50 000 soldier and 1 million civilians got killed from the dimensional rip blast that was caused by an elite soldier. The war was going on for 200 years as both sides lost and regained control of colonys. When the Federation finally won by using an experimental EMP device to deactivate the Tyraniers Dark Dawn technology. The following words are dictated from the Admiral Aq'zan T'rag: No words can describe the lights of the plasma orbs that was shoot in to orbit, and the dark clouds that like flowers spred across the surface of the city.
After that the main city of Tyra, the Tyranier gave up and the blockade of the planet began.
onsdag 18 augusti 2010
Blorboid History
The biped amphibie Blorboid was evolved on a planet in the Blorzan Nebula. Their once grassplain coverd planet had been victim of global warming, causing the planets ice pools to melt and the water level to rise. In one century the once lifefull planet had been turned to a lifless ocean. After over 30 000 local years the unknowned "Seeders" planted one cell organisms and after yet 8000 years the planets world wide ocean was full of life. The planet had then becoming even hostile than before, over the seat. With world wide storms and ever ending rain, it was not habital for a sentinent creature. But under the Blorboid evolution, big cliffs arose. As the ancestors of the Blorboid took it first step on land it had taken a galaxy wide choice. Without the Blorboid as peacekeepers at the "War Contact" in Federation year 4481, the Federation would have come in war with the newly detected species: Ar-Kang.
As the final generation of the primitive Blorboid was born the energy manipulates Spoedan Empire upplifted them to sentinent level. Being one of the most adapt species in the galaxy the Blorboid could easly reach interstellar space travel.
Their Hierarchy was once so big that they allmost out conquerd the Federation. but instead of going against them in war as the Tyra Empire, the Blorboids wanted to join the Federation. This act have made the Federations Space much bigger, covering allmost every colony in the aplha arm.
The Blorboid got a Senate seat in year 3248, when Empress Frianne took the chance when the Seran Hiarchy was kicked out from the Federation after several rebels against the Senate, lead by the Emperor Xaz-Nhi. The two Hierarchy's have been unofficaly at war ever since.
The Blorboids most famous action is in the "Hierarchy Rebellion" in year 3850-3862 when the Seran Hierarchy commit massacres on Federation Colonies. Thanks to the Blorboid Hierarchy's Stealth Recon Squads the Emperor at that time the Warmaster Xaz-Hsy was taken care of at year 3860. They allso did what could be done in their power to protect the other species. Because of that they are a honered species.
As the final generation of the primitive Blorboid was born the energy manipulates Spoedan Empire upplifted them to sentinent level. Being one of the most adapt species in the galaxy the Blorboid could easly reach interstellar space travel.
Their Hierarchy was once so big that they allmost out conquerd the Federation. but instead of going against them in war as the Tyra Empire, the Blorboids wanted to join the Federation. This act have made the Federations Space much bigger, covering allmost every colony in the aplha arm.
The Blorboid got a Senate seat in year 3248, when Empress Frianne took the chance when the Seran Hiarchy was kicked out from the Federation after several rebels against the Senate, lead by the Emperor Xaz-Nhi. The two Hierarchy's have been unofficaly at war ever since.
The Blorboids most famous action is in the "Hierarchy Rebellion" in year 3850-3862 when the Seran Hierarchy commit massacres on Federation Colonies. Thanks to the Blorboid Hierarchy's Stealth Recon Squads the Emperor at that time the Warmaster Xaz-Hsy was taken care of at year 3860. They allso did what could be done in their power to protect the other species. Because of that they are a honered species.
söndag 15 augusti 2010
Project Mind Runner(Svenska)
Detta är första sidan i min arbetande bok/novel/roman. Hoppas ni gillar den.
Minnen blixtrade förbi. En flicka som gungade vid en lekplats med håret spretande i vinden. En mörkhårig kvinna som log mot honom. Ännu ett minne blixtrade till. Han såg sig själv i en spegel, hans mörka hår var snaggat och han hade en svart T-shirt på sig, hans ögon doldes av ett par solglasögon. Plötsligt omslöts han av mörker, panik steg i bröstet på honom, hjärtat dunkade mot revbenen. Mörkret kom närmare och närmare honom, han kunde inte andas, strupen snördes i halsen på honom, han kämpade för luft men igenting fyllde hans tomma lungor och mörkret svepte över honom.
Han slog upp ögonen och flämtade efter luft. Vita figurer gick omkring honom. Rummets skinande vita färg bländade honom och konturerna av figurerna pratade med mörka mekaniska röster till varandra. En rädsla la sig över honom, en rädsla han inte kunde förstå för dessa varelser. Efter en stund, då ögonen vant sig vid ljuset, såg han, att han befann sig på en sjukhusavdelning och att figurerna var doktors droider.
Robotarna svävade en bit ovanför marken och hade två runda lysande blå ögon. Två syntetiska händer fanns vid sidorna utanför deras vita plast skal. Några av de knappade på några runda apparater runt honom, medan vissa lutade sina svävande runda huvuden mot honom. Det fanns en till som han inte märkte, en robot med två gula ränder på sig som svävade vid en laser säker glasvägg och pratade med en man i svart kostym och med en svart slips.
– Minnes raderingen på Experiment 7 lyckades, rapporterade Ledar roboten med en mörk metallisk röst.
– Är han redo för transport? Frågade den svart klädde mannen likgiltigt.
– Inte än. Svarade roboten och blickade mot nummer 7 som vred sig i smärtor samtidigt som det slog blixtar om honom.
– Han måste stabiliseras först. Fortsatte Roboten, Hans ämnes omsättning är ännu okontrollerbar. Den kastade ännu en blick bakom sig och såg en av sina metalliska kollegor flyga genom luften in i en av de vita väggarna.
– Har han tränats? Frågade mannen oroligt. Min chef vill ha en soldat som är tränad.
– Vi har redan kodat in träningen i hans gener. Svarade Roboten och dens kalla pulserande ögon tittade på mannen.
– Jag vill att ni tränar honom, vi har ingen nytta av honom om han spränger våra soldater! Skrek mannen och strök sitt bakåtkammade hår samtidigt som han stirrade på roboten med sina grå ormlika ögon. Pärlor av svett hade bildats på hans panna, då mannen tänkte på sina arbetsgivare.
– Jag vill ha honom tränad om en månad, då jag återkommer. Fortsatte mannen, Hälsa detta till era herrar. Utan ett ord tog mannen upp en svart portfölj och gick därifrån ljudlöst.
Ledar roboten vände sig om och såg på medan arbetet fortsatte på Bolagets sjunde experiment.
Experiment 7 som var omedveten om sin situation, kände något krypande i högra armen och vände huvudet för att se vad som på gick. Han såg en annorlunda robot med ett svart fyrkantigt huvud med ett enda pulserande rött fotocells öga. Under den fyrkantiga kroppen hängde det massa slangar med okända ämnen, sprutor och syntetiska tentakler. Snart insåg experimentet att slangarna med okänt innehåll var kopplade till honom. Ännu en gång steg paniken i bröstet på honom, då hans såg att den krypande känslan var en av sprutorna som trängde in genom hela armen. Rädslan fick ett grep om honom. Svetten pärlade ner från pannan. Han känslor var i kaos, hans panik steg och en röst i huvudet skrek åt honom att röra på sig. Men rädslan att armen skulle slitas i stycken fick honom att vara still. Kroppen skakade av det inbördes krig som pågick mellan panik och rädsla. Experiment 7 kände smärtor genom hela kroppen samtidigt som små blixtar sköt ut över allt. Experimentet pilade med sina färglösa ögon efter en öppning, ett verktyg eller vad som helst, som kunde hindra den fortsatta sprutan. En smärt attack fick det att svartna för ögonen. Han hörde hur robotarna utförde kirurgiska ingrep och alarmet som hördes över rummet innan Experiment 7 föll in i medvetslösheten
Writer's Note: Don't worry English Men and Americans, and everybody ellse, This layout can allso be found in English.
Minnen blixtrade förbi. En flicka som gungade vid en lekplats med håret spretande i vinden. En mörkhårig kvinna som log mot honom. Ännu ett minne blixtrade till. Han såg sig själv i en spegel, hans mörka hår var snaggat och han hade en svart T-shirt på sig, hans ögon doldes av ett par solglasögon. Plötsligt omslöts han av mörker, panik steg i bröstet på honom, hjärtat dunkade mot revbenen. Mörkret kom närmare och närmare honom, han kunde inte andas, strupen snördes i halsen på honom, han kämpade för luft men igenting fyllde hans tomma lungor och mörkret svepte över honom.
Han slog upp ögonen och flämtade efter luft. Vita figurer gick omkring honom. Rummets skinande vita färg bländade honom och konturerna av figurerna pratade med mörka mekaniska röster till varandra. En rädsla la sig över honom, en rädsla han inte kunde förstå för dessa varelser. Efter en stund, då ögonen vant sig vid ljuset, såg han, att han befann sig på en sjukhusavdelning och att figurerna var doktors droider.
Robotarna svävade en bit ovanför marken och hade två runda lysande blå ögon. Två syntetiska händer fanns vid sidorna utanför deras vita plast skal. Några av de knappade på några runda apparater runt honom, medan vissa lutade sina svävande runda huvuden mot honom. Det fanns en till som han inte märkte, en robot med två gula ränder på sig som svävade vid en laser säker glasvägg och pratade med en man i svart kostym och med en svart slips.
– Minnes raderingen på Experiment 7 lyckades, rapporterade Ledar roboten med en mörk metallisk röst.
– Är han redo för transport? Frågade den svart klädde mannen likgiltigt.
– Inte än. Svarade roboten och blickade mot nummer 7 som vred sig i smärtor samtidigt som det slog blixtar om honom.
– Han måste stabiliseras först. Fortsatte Roboten, Hans ämnes omsättning är ännu okontrollerbar. Den kastade ännu en blick bakom sig och såg en av sina metalliska kollegor flyga genom luften in i en av de vita väggarna.
– Har han tränats? Frågade mannen oroligt. Min chef vill ha en soldat som är tränad.
– Vi har redan kodat in träningen i hans gener. Svarade Roboten och dens kalla pulserande ögon tittade på mannen.
– Jag vill att ni tränar honom, vi har ingen nytta av honom om han spränger våra soldater! Skrek mannen och strök sitt bakåtkammade hår samtidigt som han stirrade på roboten med sina grå ormlika ögon. Pärlor av svett hade bildats på hans panna, då mannen tänkte på sina arbetsgivare.
– Jag vill ha honom tränad om en månad, då jag återkommer. Fortsatte mannen, Hälsa detta till era herrar. Utan ett ord tog mannen upp en svart portfölj och gick därifrån ljudlöst.
Ledar roboten vände sig om och såg på medan arbetet fortsatte på Bolagets sjunde experiment.
Experiment 7 som var omedveten om sin situation, kände något krypande i högra armen och vände huvudet för att se vad som på gick. Han såg en annorlunda robot med ett svart fyrkantigt huvud med ett enda pulserande rött fotocells öga. Under den fyrkantiga kroppen hängde det massa slangar med okända ämnen, sprutor och syntetiska tentakler. Snart insåg experimentet att slangarna med okänt innehåll var kopplade till honom. Ännu en gång steg paniken i bröstet på honom, då hans såg att den krypande känslan var en av sprutorna som trängde in genom hela armen. Rädslan fick ett grep om honom. Svetten pärlade ner från pannan. Han känslor var i kaos, hans panik steg och en röst i huvudet skrek åt honom att röra på sig. Men rädslan att armen skulle slitas i stycken fick honom att vara still. Kroppen skakade av det inbördes krig som pågick mellan panik och rädsla. Experiment 7 kände smärtor genom hela kroppen samtidigt som små blixtar sköt ut över allt. Experimentet pilade med sina färglösa ögon efter en öppning, ett verktyg eller vad som helst, som kunde hindra den fortsatta sprutan. En smärt attack fick det att svartna för ögonen. Han hörde hur robotarna utförde kirurgiska ingrep och alarmet som hördes över rummet innan Experiment 7 föll in i medvetslösheten
Writer's Note: Don't worry English Men and Americans, and everybody ellse, This layout can allso be found in English.
Project Mind Runner(English)
This is the first page of one of my books/roman/novel. I hope you will enjoy it.
Memories flashed past. A girl who swung at a playground with his hair straggling in the wind. A dark-haired woman smiled at him. Another memory flashed. He saw himself in a mirror, his dark hair was crew-cut and he had a black T-shirt for himself, his eyes hidden by a pair of sunglasses. Suddenly he was engulfed by darkness, panic rose in his chest, heart pounding against the ribs. The darkness came closer and closer to him, he could not breathe, his throat clutched around he’s neck, he struggled for air but nothing filled his lungs and darkness swept over him.
He opened his eyes and gasped for air. White characters were around him. The rooms shiny white color dazzled him and the outline of the characters talked with dark mechanical voices to each other. An added fear got him, a fear he could not understand to these creatures. After a while, the eyes become accustomed to the light and he saw that he was at a hospital department and that the figures were doctoral droids.
The robots hovered a bit above the ground and had two round brilliant blue eyes. Two synthetic hands were at each side of their bodies with white plastic shell. Some of them were operating circular machines around him, while others leaning their heads against him. There was one to which he had not noticed, a robot with two yellow stripes on itself which was hovering at a laser-safe glass wall and talked to a man in black suit and a black tie.
- Memory erasure of Experiment 7 managed, reported the Leader Robot with a dark metallic voice.
- Is he ready for transport? Asked the black man dressed indifferently.
- Not yet. The Robot replied and stared at number 7 who writhed in pain while the lightning played around him.
- He must be stabilized first. Continued the robot, His substance circulation is still uncontrollable. It casted a glance behind him and saw one of its metallic colleagues flying through the air into one of the white walls.
- Has he been trained? The man asked anxiously. My employer wants a soldier who is trained.
- We have already coded into the training in his genes. Replied robot and with its cold and pulsating eyes, looked at the man.
- I want you to train him, we have no use for him if he kills our soldiers! Shouted the man, stroking his hair combed back as he stared at the robot with its snaky gray eyes. Beads of sweat had formed on his brow, the man thought of his employer.
- I want him trained in a month, then I will come back. Continued the man, Health this to your masters. Then without a word the man took up a black briefcase and walked away silently.
The Lead robot turned around and looked on while work continued on the Company's seventh experiment.
Experiment 7 was unaware of he’s situation and felt something crawling in the right arm and turned his head to see what went on. He saw a different kind of robot with a black square head with a single pulsating red photo cell eye. Around the square body it was hanging mass hoses with unknown substances, syringes and synthetic tentacles. Soon realized that the hoses with unknown contents were linked to him. Once again, the panic rose in he’s chest at him while Experiment 7 saw that the creeping feeling was one of the shots that penetrated through the entire arm. Fear grabbed him. Beads of sweat from his forehead ran down. He had feelings was in chaos, his panic stage and a voice in he’s head was screaming at him to move. But the fear that his arm was torn to pieces made him to be quiet. The body shaked of the war in side of him which between panic and fear. Experiment 7 felt pain throughout the body, while small lightning shot out everywhere. The Experiment piled with his colorless eyes after an opening, a tool or anything that could hinder the continued syringe. A pain attack gave him a short blackout. He heard how the robots performed surgical intervention and the alarm that was heard across the room before the experiment seven fell into unconsciousness.
Writer's note: It is Translated from Google Translate, so it is some wrongs in it.
Memories flashed past. A girl who swung at a playground with his hair straggling in the wind. A dark-haired woman smiled at him. Another memory flashed. He saw himself in a mirror, his dark hair was crew-cut and he had a black T-shirt for himself, his eyes hidden by a pair of sunglasses. Suddenly he was engulfed by darkness, panic rose in his chest, heart pounding against the ribs. The darkness came closer and closer to him, he could not breathe, his throat clutched around he’s neck, he struggled for air but nothing filled his lungs and darkness swept over him.
He opened his eyes and gasped for air. White characters were around him. The rooms shiny white color dazzled him and the outline of the characters talked with dark mechanical voices to each other. An added fear got him, a fear he could not understand to these creatures. After a while, the eyes become accustomed to the light and he saw that he was at a hospital department and that the figures were doctoral droids.
The robots hovered a bit above the ground and had two round brilliant blue eyes. Two synthetic hands were at each side of their bodies with white plastic shell. Some of them were operating circular machines around him, while others leaning their heads against him. There was one to which he had not noticed, a robot with two yellow stripes on itself which was hovering at a laser-safe glass wall and talked to a man in black suit and a black tie.
- Memory erasure of Experiment 7 managed, reported the Leader Robot with a dark metallic voice.
- Is he ready for transport? Asked the black man dressed indifferently.
- Not yet. The Robot replied and stared at number 7 who writhed in pain while the lightning played around him.
- He must be stabilized first. Continued the robot, His substance circulation is still uncontrollable. It casted a glance behind him and saw one of its metallic colleagues flying through the air into one of the white walls.
- Has he been trained? The man asked anxiously. My employer wants a soldier who is trained.
- We have already coded into the training in his genes. Replied robot and with its cold and pulsating eyes, looked at the man.
- I want you to train him, we have no use for him if he kills our soldiers! Shouted the man, stroking his hair combed back as he stared at the robot with its snaky gray eyes. Beads of sweat had formed on his brow, the man thought of his employer.
- I want him trained in a month, then I will come back. Continued the man, Health this to your masters. Then without a word the man took up a black briefcase and walked away silently.
The Lead robot turned around and looked on while work continued on the Company's seventh experiment.
Experiment 7 was unaware of he’s situation and felt something crawling in the right arm and turned his head to see what went on. He saw a different kind of robot with a black square head with a single pulsating red photo cell eye. Around the square body it was hanging mass hoses with unknown substances, syringes and synthetic tentacles. Soon realized that the hoses with unknown contents were linked to him. Once again, the panic rose in he’s chest at him while Experiment 7 saw that the creeping feeling was one of the shots that penetrated through the entire arm. Fear grabbed him. Beads of sweat from his forehead ran down. He had feelings was in chaos, his panic stage and a voice in he’s head was screaming at him to move. But the fear that his arm was torn to pieces made him to be quiet. The body shaked of the war in side of him which between panic and fear. Experiment 7 felt pain throughout the body, while small lightning shot out everywhere. The Experiment piled with his colorless eyes after an opening, a tool or anything that could hinder the continued syringe. A pain attack gave him a short blackout. He heard how the robots performed surgical intervention and the alarm that was heard across the room before the experiment seven fell into unconsciousness.
Writer's note: It is Translated from Google Translate, so it is some wrongs in it.
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