Thread: Super Soldier Vengeance (Crystalia & EternalEclipse)

His life, like all the others started off the same way. Before the conception the life was planned out ahead of time for the egg and sperm. Genes mixed with that of animals. For him though he had been given the opportunity to receive a rare gene from the pool they were selecting from. The South China Tiger was near extinction and though it was protected by law it didn't stop the scientist in their hunt for the best DNA they could possibly used. Fused within the human genes the animal took hold and they were ready. Zhu Rong was born like all the rest. With the name of the Chinese fire god he was labeled a soldier from the first moment he took his breath. To a mother whom wasn't his, into a place that saw him as merely a object to be poked and prodded. Like the rest of his brothers all emotion erased or beaten from. No love, no happiness, no sadness or depression. They could not show anything but hatred and rage. That is what built a soldier and that is what the scientists wanted. Perfect soldiers that would not stray from their path or go against orders. Whenever they looked upon an enemy they would tear them to shreds. Zhu felt nothing and never had. His eyes always blank emotionless pits to those he was forced to look at. He had been lucky. Lucky enough. Many of his brothers had been used in trial experiments or randomly selected for tests that proved nothing in the long run. Zhu Rong did what he was told. Told to kill. Told to mate. Told to sit, stay, sleep, pee, eat and stand. He was a perfect little soldier to the scientist whom monitored him. Of course while he stood there staring blanklessly back at them his mind continued giving him images of their deaths. Of their heads being ripped from their bodies and their guts spilling onto the cold metal floor. He was silent. He was cold. But that didn't mean he wouldn't enjoy killing every scientist that came in his path. When it had been twenty-nine years since his birth he was given a chance to do so. A chance he wouldn't let slip by. A young girl. One he'd seen before when he had been laying on the cold metal table while the other scientists took his blood. He couldn't forget her. Always memorizing faces and figures. New people would automatically be subject to his memorizing. He made sure he knew who it was he would kill before doing so. When the cages opened and the killing began Zhu Rong was among the first to taste his first blood. His six foot one frame wasn't the largest when it came to some of his brothers but he was well fit after years of training and special drug enhancements. Body like a rock he could easily punch down a stone wall or crack someones head between his hands. Like all the soldiers here there was no stopping them. His first kill was fast and the other man couldn't even cry out for help as his scalp was ripped from the top of his head. His other kills easy enough. He had counted ten scientists that had earned their fate by his hands. Seeing his brothers Zhu Rong stood and watched the chaos unfold around him. Hate. Hate for all the people who did this to not only him but his brothers as well. The thin shirt he had been wearing with his ID number written across it was removed and wrapped around his arm as he slowly started from cage area into the larger hallway. Screams of agony and the sounds of snapping bones echoed off the walls. Music to his ears. He paused when passing one room upon seeing a few of his brothers forcing themselves on a few of the female scientists. Pent up sexual frustration and rage seemed to be mixed in the scent they let off. Glancing back down the hallway he made his way down the long corridor before turning the corner to see a figure running at him. The girl. He knew her. Narrowing his eyes he watched as a few of his brothers attempted to ram the door down where she was hiding. Their faces derived of emotion but he could tell what they were feeling. Stop. Zhu walked over, his eyes on the males when they paused in their attacks on the door. This one is mine. His heated filled amber eyes stared right at them as he slowly walked over to the door. There are more on the forth floor. Fill your needs there. There was a mumble among them before they left and headed toward the stairs, leaving him standing there in front of the door. Glancing at it it only took a single kick to knock it fully down and he moved to stand before the girl. His emotionless gaze stayed the same as he slowly knelt before her, his stance nothing more then a predator looking at its prey. His brownishblack hair pasted against his heads from the blood that had mixed in with it. You know who I am do you not Alexandria Thomas. His gaze never faltered away from hers as he reached out with one hand to clamp down on a few of her curly brown locks. If you want to live. I would suggest you follow me. If you run. I will kill you slowly. He said it matter of factually, like it was an everyday thing for him to say. Standing he stared down at the girl, his hands sticking to his sides. Lead us to an exit. We shall escape there.