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He didn't know what was going on… where was he? How did he get here? And who are those people around him?

Jason Renolds sat on a bench in what seemed to be a train of sorts, wearing what he thought of was prisonsuit, but this one was different from the ones he knew off.

This suit was dark grey all over, with orange lines overlapping over the edges of his chest, abdomen then finally streaking down the front of his legs.

Wrist and ankle cuffs kept him at bay and out of trouble.

What the hell was going on?! was the only thought racing through his mind at the moment. A few hours ago he was at his brother's graduation ceremony, when suddenly the sky darkened and all those strange aircrafts starting swarming the university shooting everything in sight and rounding up everyone they could like cattle.

But those around him weren't those from the ceremony, in fact, half of them weren't even fucking human.

Creatures, aliens, xenos and every other name that popped in his head that were used to describe most of the others around him, wearing the same suit as him, all of them creatures that he only saw in movies, TV shows, comics and read about in sci-fi and fantasy novels.

From the constant sounds he kept on hearing, he could only deduce that they were being transported somewhere by a train of sorts, although the clear lack of windows left him with guesses so far.

Just then the door to their cart opened, a heavily built form wearing a full body armor of sorts, black all over, with olive green secondary coloring and tubes connecting a backpack of sorts to the helmet. He stomped along their corridor in a military fashion, his gun almost as big as his chest.

Suddenly an ominous chuckle came from the big armored guy. “Look at you all, looking more miserable and worthless by the minute. You should be happy, you all are soon going to find your purpose in life, as slaves to the higher powers of our society. Buyers are already lining up for you disgusting lot."

As he made his way back out, one of the prisoners jumped at him, trying to wrestle the gun out of the guard's hands, only to be pushed back and getting a gun butt to his face. “You're lucky I can't hurt you more than this. You guys are the golden batch that will make us rich." He left them with that note, while other prisoners helped their friend up.

Everyone fell silent after that, no one dared to talk after that, fearing that the guard would come back.

Jason began looking around silently, until his eyes fell on the guy sitting beside him, he looked like a grey-ish white furred wolf, with green scaled cheeks and lower jaw, small almost invisible spikes on his snout and forehead. He sat there silently, stoic and unreadable.

Jason turned back to face the floor, when he suddenly felt a nudge to his arm. He looked up to the wolf/lizard guy. “Get ready, we're getting everyone out of here," he told him in a low whisper.

He didn't know what to do or say to that, so he silently waited.

A few minutes later… *KA-BOOOOM* the whole train shook from the force of the explosion, some of the prisoners actually fell off of their benches. Jason could hear some commotion going on outside, then a few seconds later, gunshots started firing from behind the door.

Then one of the guards came barging into their cart. “You lot stay quiet, none of you make a sound." He aimed his gun at them, making sure that they stayed seated.

But another explosion shook the train, more roughly this time, making the guard loose his balance. The wolf who was sitting beside him suddenly charged at the guard, slamming him into the door, and managing to wrestle the gun out of his arms before hitting him with the butt of it, knocking him out.

He managed to fish out the keys for their cuffs and freeing the prisoners, just as the doors opened with a couple of armed men barging in. But upon closer look their armor was different, they wore full body armor that had white as the main color, with blue as secondary and black as tertiary.

They both saluted the wolf as he uncuffed the last of the prisoners. “Captain Wolf, we've gained control of this half of the train, the rest of the team is pushing the enemy back at the front."

The captain stood up and grabbed the gun he wrestled from the guard. “Good work." He then turned to the prisoners. “To those of you who are willing to fight, we'll be passing by the armory on the way out. If you do wish to fight with us, you'll get a chance to grab a weapon and basic protection. Those of you who don't want to, the escape route will be further down in the same direction" He cocked his gun to make sure it's ready. “Let's go."

A few minutes later, they arrived at the armory, a couple of the prisoners actually went in and grabbed some gear, before resuming their way to the escape point, Jason lagging behind for some reason.

They stopped once they reached the escape point, which was literally a hole on the side of the cart with a vehicle waiting to carry those who didn't wish to fight. The captain looked around briefly. “Wait, we're missing someone… That young human."

One of the soldiers walked up to him. “He was with the us a few minutes ago, I guess we lost him near the armory."

Just as the wolf was about to say something, another explosion shook the whole train, followed by distant sounds of gunfire… which were quickly moving closer.

Right at that moment, the door separating the carts blew open, creating yet another hole in the train. A large figure wearing the same armor as the slavers came stomping through. This bigger guard's armor was bigger and bulkier than the others, almost like a tank walking on two legs.

“Hehehe. Looks like we're adding some cops to the merchandise, you'll fetch quite the price." He chuckled menacingly before grabbing his gatling gun and aiming at them, the multiple barrels started spinning, slowly picking up speed.

“FALL BACK, FALL BACK!!" Captain Wolf commanded the others, as they all ran back down the corridor, managing to take cover behind the nearby wall just as the gatling began showering them with bullets.

Wolf and the others remained hidden, as any attempt to come out and shoot back would result in, quite literally, getting a face full of lead.

The big slaver guard guffawed as his gun kept on shooting. “Nowhere to run suckers, might as well just put a collar around your own necks." Another guffaw came out of him.

Wolf was stumped, that gatling was clearly modified to carry a greater number of bullets than the ordinary one and the walls started to give in, it's only a matter of time before they break and reveal their position.

Just then, the sound of an energy bullet started echoing around the corridor, as the bullet in question was ricocheting along the wall, it bounced off the walls before finally hitting the ground at the foot of the big guard, who lost his balance briefly.

Just then countless other bullets began bouncing off the walls, strangely none of them hit Wolf and his team yet, but all of them hit the big guard and his weapon, seconds later, both dropped to the ground smoking from all the burn marks.

Wolf and his team quickly went to him, Wolf himself checked his vitals, still alive. “Nano tranq bullets."

Just then, they heard footsteps coming their way and quickly turned, aiming their weapons at whoever was coming, only to find the human who went missing briefly, holding a gun that looked like a hand cannon pistol, no barrel, but in its place was a dome shaped part.

He raised his hand in surrender. “Easy there, it's just me."

They lowered their weapons, Wolf then walked up to him in confusion. “How did you know how to use the Trickster?" He pointed at the gun in Jason's hand.

He simply shrugged. “All I needed was to figure out how it works… that and I'm something of a gun enthusiast, so figuring out how guns work is kinda my thing."

“Good to know." The captain nodded firmly as he moved to the front and all of them, joined by Jason, resumed their walk to the front of the train.

They were intercepted by a few other soldiers, but they dispatched them easily, until they reached a well enforced door. “This one needs some kind of authentication." One of Wolf's subordinates stated after analyzing the small pad on the door.

*KZZAT!* The pad suddenly short circuited as Jason shot it with a small energy burst from his gun. “There's your authentication."

The door opened, revealing the driving cart of the train, the command monitors were located on top of a small flight of stairs. At the top of those stairs stood what looked like some sort of chubby tabby to Jason, wearing clothes that resembled those that the royalty people wore back in the old times. On earth, at least, and Jason was pretty sure that he was nowhere near earth.

“So you think you're actually stopping me and my business? HAH! You lot are more delusional than I thought." This whole thing was starting to sound like some old action movie to Jason. The tabby straightened his coat, before turning around and inputting some commands on the keyboard behind him, this caused a forcefield to materialize around the area of the stairs.

The feline grabbed what looked like a jet pack from under the monitors. “I'll see you all around, if you live that is." Then with a laugh suiting a comical villain, he jumped out of one of the nearby windows and sure enough, the thing on his back was a jetpack.

“Dammit!" Wolf cursed to himself as he holstered his weapon. “We'll have to go back and get out of here." But he soon found out that the door was locked tight.

Before he or anyone could react, a loud alarm began blaring out with alarm lights blinking all around them, then a robotic voice called out through the speakers. [Self-destruct in 15 minutes]

“Oh fuck me." Wolf cursed again as he and the two other soldiers aimed their customized guns at the door, setting it to heat laser, they began trying to create a hole through it

“This will take too long." One of the armed prisoners told them as the others began to panic somewhat.

Jason began looking around, trying to find another way out, then a thought came to him, he briefly looked back and forth between the guns that Wolf and his subordinates had and the forcefield, then finally to his own gun. “Worth a shot." He mumbled to himself as he found the very same settings on his own gun.

He took aim as the gun wound up, before shooting the same heat lasers. Wolf noticed it. “That won't work kid." But he was instantly proven wrong as a small part of the field began cracking almost in a state of static, before breaking like glass, forming a human sized hole, Jason went straight for the keyboard up the stairs, followed closely by Wolf.

“Oh great." Jason mumbled to himself again as he saw that the buttons on the board were all in an alien language. Quite fitting, if not troublesome at the moment, he thought to himself.

He felt a hand tapping his shoulders, the same hand was holding a one-eyed visor of sorts, he turned to Wolf, who had a stoic face, but was betrayed by the beads of sweat on his face and in his fur. “I don't know what you're doing, but it's better than doing nothing I guess."

Jason nodded in thanks and took the visor, securing it over his right eye, it instantly went to work, translating the letters all over the board to english. “Guess this is truly a 'universal' language." He couldn't even laugh at his own pun at the moment.

He went to work, cracking his fingers before tapping away at mach speed all over the keyboard, inputting command after command as the computer kept up with his pace, the very speed of it all was stunning to Wolf, this kid was the same as, if not surpassing the techs back at HQ.

“Dammit!!" It was Jason's turn to curse, quite loudly too, pounding his fist over the keyboard. “The shutdown for the self-destruct needs an authentication code of it's own. Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" He roughly scratched at his head, almost breaking the skin

“We got the door, sir!" One of the soldiers called to Wolf, who nodded in his direction, before turning back to Jason. “Come on, son, we gotta go." He then began making his way down the stairs, before the sound of tapping reached his ears again. “Hey didn't you hear me kid?!"

Jason used one hand to point at the central bigger screen, where the very front of the train showed up… there was an actual station a few minutes away… and they were going to reach it the moment the counter for the self-destruct hit zero.

“I'll try to do something about this train, the brakes and speed adjustment systems were shut down as well, gonna have to at least do something to dampen the explosion." His tapping never lost speed as he spoke.

“Then I'm staying as well, I'm not going to leave a civilian to fend for himself." He turned back completely to address his soldiers, only to feel the barrel of a gun at the nape of his neck and the same gun began winding up.

“I'm sorry for this." Was the only thing Jason said before pulling the trigger, having found the taser setting way before meeting with the others and testing it on a guard who thought he could take on a gun enthusiast and, not known to many, an FPS game fanatic/expert.

Wolf cried briefly from the shock to his system, before his body went limp and fell over the railing to the floor below, unable to move.

“Take him and get out of here. NOW!" Jason called to the others in a voice he never knew he had as he went back to typing and tapping away at the keyboard.

Hearing the captain calling back to him and his orders to halt clearly falling on deaf ears, he now could work in peace, despite the pressure. He was checking out every aspect of the system at an alarming speed, his eyes darting in all directions as he tried to find the right setting to solve his predicament.

… Nothing… he was going to die in vain, taking probably hundreds along with him.

But right at that moment, inspiration hit him. He first inputted the commands to separate the driving cart from the others, then began going through with his plan.

First he did find the commands to dampen the explosion, but it will still be lethal to him at this distance, then he erected the barrier from before, but this time, surrounding the entire cart, then a smaller wall separating the keyboard from the area below the stairs, this one however was forming slowly, giving him time to jump down and sit near the door.

That was all he could do for now.

[5] And he also accelerated the countdown. [1, 0] *BeBeep*

Jason couldn't hear anything as the very front of the cart exploded, followed by the rest of it in a matter of seconds. The explosion however, was still powerful enough to take the tracks along with it.

The cart fell down and into a dark abyss beneath the city.

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Jason's eyes fluttered open slightly, he was lying down face first on the ground, he tried to move, but he couldn't, he turned his head, barely, but was still able to see the debris that fell over his left leg, pretty much crushing it at this point. He looked around briefly, noticing that he fell down to a sort of rundown district, the buildings almost looking like the ruins of an ancient civilization.

Despite his new predicament, he couldn't help but smile, he did something to be proud of, even the fact that he was probably gonna bleed out through his leg couldn't dampen his current mood.

He closed his eyes and accepted his fate with a smile… but a sound caught his ears, it sounded like a hoarse whisper of sorts, or a hollow growl.

He looked up and found a figure, covered from head to toe with plumes of a deep black miasma, as if it was wearing a coat. The growl/whisper sounded again, it came from this… thing in front of him.

The figure kneeled down on one knee, and pushed his face further up with one finger. “Welcome, young one… to your new story" was all the figure said before Jason's vision began blurring and becoming distorted, he felt as he was going through vertigo.

His head practically fell to the ground, feeling too heavy to be supported, just then that eerie sound came again, before the figure literally, disappeared down an alleyway.

The only thing he remembers after that, were very faint sounds calling in the background, until they fell silent.

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The world around him was all white, blank, nothing there existed but him and emptiness.

But he would usually fill this world with joy, everything he dreamt of would come to life, every color, sound and event as if it was the script of a play.

This was his world, his space… his canvas.

But today was not such a day… small whispers… more like distant sounds, kept calling out to him, but he didn't understand any of them, nor did he want to.

He was just sitting there, his knees pulled halfway to his chest, looking at a crack in his world. This tear blemished the perfection of his canvas so it was normal to want to know the cause.

The crack/tear however, was only growing bigger, until some sort of black ooze began dripping down to the ground, feral growls emitted from within, distant for the ears, but still frightening.

He began slowly standing up, the growls coming closer and closer, he was completely on his feet, quickly turning and making a mad dash in the opposite direction, just as something grabbed at his ankle, sending him toppling to the floor.

He looked back and found some sort of tendril coiling itself around his ankle like a snake and still moving up his leg. He began scratching at the ground, trying to get away.

Only for countless other tendrils, hands, talons, claws, hooks and pretty much anything sharp edged and crooked sank into his body, like a predator that caught it's prey.

He didn't even dare to look back, he was just trying to get away, but to no avail. A very loud roar sounded from within the crack in his space, right before this blackness shot out and took over his world, his perfect white canvas was now all black and frightening.

… This was not his world anymore.

He accepted his fate and went limp, allowing the darkness to cocoon and probably devour him.

Just then, three large eyes slowly opened above him, two diagonal and one vertical, all had beastial eyes, with slitted pupils, golden irises and bright crimson scleras.

A deep, feral voice then called from within the darkness, whispering only one word.

“MMIIIINNNEEE"

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Jason's eyes began to open slowly, looking at his surroundings, everything a blur for a few moments before his eyesight went back to normal.

He noticed that the room was all white, reminding him of a hospital, this was confirmed once the beep from the heart monitor came from beside him.

Just then, a furry creature, somewhat resembling a weasel came into the room, wearing a male nurse's outfit as of further confirmation to where he was.

The guy had the fur and features of a normal weasel, but his eyebrows were pretty fluffy and styled upwards, like a campfire of sorts. “Morning, finally decided to join us in the living world, I see."

“Where… am I?" Jason asked in a hoarse voice and attempted to sit up, but the doctor stopped him.

“You're at a hospital of course." The doctor tried to lighten the mood by being funny, but judging from Jason's expression he wasn't making any progress.

Jason looked around for a few moments, then turned back to the doctor who was scribbling something on his clipboard, his eyes gave the doctor a look over, until one thought popped in his head. 'He looks kinda cute, for a weasel alien.'

“Well, it looks like you'll be able to get out in a few days, as long as we find someone to be your caretaker," the doctor stated as he finished writing down whatever on his clipboard.

“Caretaker?!" Jason sat upright in an instant at that.

“Well of course, you're an outsider, an individual who came from outside our universe whatever the means used in doing so. So naturally, you need someone from this universe, or at least from Pantheo Prime, this planet we're on, to show you how things are done until you either go back home or are able to live the rest of your life independently."

Jason scratched his chin lightly. “I guess that makes sense. I really know nothing about this world and how things work here, so this is better than toughing it out alone and making an utter fool of myself everytime I go out."

“Well you could've fooled me." The new voice belonged to someone familiar. Jason watched as Wolf walked in. “The way you handled yourself back there was quite chivalrous, putting your life in danger to save people that are not even from your world."

Jason rubbed the back of his neck, a small blush forming on his face “Well I always wanted to do something like that, you know… be useful to someone."

Wolf was about to say something else, but was cut off by a whirlwind of a human barging through the door and rushing to the other side of Jason's bed. “Oh goody, he's finally awake!" Without waiting for anything, the new person began inspecting Jason's face and head. “Any strange feelings? How about aches in the head or mouth? Have any strange visions lately?" As he was shooting out his barrage of questions, he inspected Jason's head, eyes and mouth in that order. “Huh, well that's disappointing." He said the last part just as he was checking his mouth.

Jason, closed his mouth hard enough for his teeth to let out a loud *clack* just as this maniac removed his hands, he rubbed his jaws from the faint ache from that stupid move. “What the hell was all of that for?!"

Now that he got a good look at this new person, he notice two things, 1st: this person was also a doctor and 2nd: this guy was actually a chimpanzee, from all the moving around anyone could mistake this guy for a human. “Oh, sorry there little one. I was just checking if there were any side effects to-" This time, he was cut off by Wolf, clamping a paw over his mouth and dragging him out the door.

“You'll have to excuse Dr. Krueger, he gets like that whenever there's a new patient, especially if they were unfamiliar to our system." The weasel doctor stated with a nervous chuckle.

“Hmm, come to think of it, I did have one strange dre-- AH!" Jason suddenly yelped loudly, clamping his ears as a loud ringing pierced through them. He couldn't hear the doctor speaking to him until the ringing subsided.

“--Well he has the right to know!" He heard someone scolding another, but the sound was almost distant, he then noticed that the sound was indeed close by, but it was Dr. Krueger, wasn't he supposed to be outside the room.

“Keep your fucking voice down, do you want the whole hospital to hear?!" This time it was Wolf, the hell is going on here? “It was only a fluke that you were there when the operation finished, but that was the only thing we could have done to save him. He was a lost cause by the time he arrived."

“Hey… hey!" Jason had to clamp his ears shut again from the sudden spike in sound around him. “Sorry, looks like you'll need to go through some more tests."

Just then Dr. Krueger and Wolf came back in, the chimp had a wide smile, clearly an attempt to hide something. “You'll have to pardon me, it's just that you're operation was so critical that it might have left you with, um… 'temporary' side effects." Airquote.

“Well it must have been… if I was already deemed a lost cause at the time." Jason stated in a cold, uncaring tone. This left both Wolf and Krueger wide eyed and their sight darting between him and each other.

“You… heard us?" Wolf was still wide eyed from the statement, Jason simply nodded. “How? We were about two rooms away."

“Must've been those 'side effects' you were talking about."

Krueger sighed deeply, losing that somewhat forced smile and turning to the weasel “Bren, you're dismissed, I'll handle it from here." The other doctor didn't even argue, even if it looked like he wanted to.

Once the door closed, Krueger grabbed the chair on one side of Jason's bed, while Wolf took the other. Krueger then started. “So… how much did you hear?"

“Not much, but from what I did, the surgery was either illegal or taboo," Jason spoke calmly, but inside he was silently panicking, wondering what those side-effects they spoke of included.

Wolf and Krueger looked at one another, then Wolf sighed deeply and gestured for Krueger, giving him permission to speak. “When you came in, you died on the operation bed, two times, before your operating doctor managed to stabilize your condition. But you weren't out of the woods yet at the time."

Then Wolf took over. “You risked everything to save those people, me and the others on my rescue team couldn't leave you to die like that, so I took the doctor aside and… pressured him to help you, by whatever means he needed."

Krueger resumed speaking. “The procedure was to use the blood of a creature, any creature that has a high healing factor… unfortunately, with your condition, the only such blood available belonged to the most dangerous creature in our known universe: The Chimera."

Jason then remembered his dream, those eyes would haunt him till the day he died.

Krueger was still explaining. “The idea was to use a small sample just for your wounds to heal… but what we didn't calculate, was the potency of the blood."

“W-what do you mean?" Jason's heart was beating so fast and so hard that he could hear it in his ears… literally actually, along with the heartbeats of both Wolf and Dr. Krueger.

The doctor took a deep breath, letting it out slowly before speaking again. “The blood did it's job, as you can see, you're alive, well and talking to us, but that small sample was potent enough that… well, according to our latest tests, it begun mutating your DNA." Jason's eyes flew open, but he didn't say anything. “The change is going slowly due to the size of the sample, but it's still happening, however we theorized that whatever changes that might happen, they won't be big or noticeable."

“Dr. Krueger here, walked into the operation room, just as the sample was administered, he began raving on and on about how such procedures were deemed taboo and actually illegal in many systems. Me and Dr. Kelver, your operating doctor at the time, managed to talk him into silence…"

“On the condition that you'd be put under my full supervision." Krueger finished explaining. “So any changes in your condition or when the mutating cells kick in will be reported to me and to me alone."

Jason looked at his hands, still not believing what he just heard. “S-so… I'm going to… turn into a monster." He stated.

“Not necessarily," Krueger began explaining again. “What they injected you with isn't enough to fully and physically mutate your genes, but the abilities of the Chimera would transfer to you, like your hearing. Other abilities will be discovered in time, but we'll have to be patient and ready for when they come out."

Jason sighed deeply, it was clear that he was accepting his fate and decided to let things play out. “Well now, there's no way that I can go home, is there?" He then mumbled something to himself that neither Wolf and Krueger could hear.

Then Krueger suddenly perked up with a wide smile that hurt Jason's face just by looking at him. “Not to fret though, we got things lined up for you, assigning myself as your caretaker is one thing. After a few more tests and determining that you're fit to leave the hospital you'll live with me, soon after that I'll help you find a job that you want or suits you so you can stand up on your own feet. Along with education of course, I'm sure there are a lot of things on Pantheo Prime, as well as the wide variety of languages to be learned."

Jason calmed down as his expression softened to neutral. “The education thing sounds about perfect at the moment… and if you don't mind I already have a place I would like to work in." This got both Krueger's and Wolf's attention. “It's actually been a dream of mine to work as a detective, thus my experience in martial arts and guns."

Wolf held his chin and nodded. “Makes sense, those two are essential for that line of work and you certainly proved that you have the heart for the job, with what happened back at the train and what not." He then leaned forward in his seat. “But you do realize that becoming a detective would require more than being able to fight and use guns. You'll need an accurate eye for detail, a mind that's open to multiple options no matter how strange, weird or even absurd they might be or sound."

Jason nodded. “I know that, that's why I was hoping that you'd have some pointers or reference to where I can train to be one."

Wolf leaned back and crossed his arms. “The only place I can think of is the academy, that's where everyone who wants to go into the Interplanetary Security Forces, the I.S.F, goes to."

“Then I'll start there." Jason stated simply.

“It won't be easy… but I think with the doctor's help," he turned to Krueger, “I think we'll be able to squeeze you in among the other applying cadets."

Jason nodded softly with a small smile of his own. “Thank you, that's all I'm asking of you."

Krueger stood up, shortly followed by Wolf. “Well I think we kept you up long enough as it is, try to get some rest, we'll begin the tests tomorrow." With that, they left the human to his rest, which he took almost the moment they closed the door.

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Jason was sound asleep on his bed on his back, he always found that this is the most relaxing position to sleep in, with his body lined up straight along the bed.

During sleepovers back on earth, his friends always commented that he slept like a mummy or a vampire, one of them actually said that if one day he crossed his hands over his chest during his sleep, then it's time to bring out the stakes.

His dream was quiet and uneventful, the darkness in his world was still there and clearly dominating, he could feel the creature that invaded his mind close by. He managed to break free from its clutches and protect himself from its influence, but he could feel it grow stronger as its blood kept coursing through his veins.

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In the real world, the door to Jason's room slowly opened up, as a figure snuck inside until it was standing over his sleeping form.

The sneaky individual's breathing was soft, but broken with nerves. A small and shaky hand managed to find it's place on his body, slowly caressing and rubbing at his abdomen, tracing his abs through the thin covers.

Then the figure found his limp and soft member, softly stroking along its outline through the cloth, in which they received a small moan from Jason, as his eyebrows twitched a couple of times, but he didn't move. This stopped the molester for a few seconds, but the hand found its way back on his body, now accompanied by the other hand, one working Jason's crotch and the other on the rest of his body.

Jason gasped softly as the covers were slowly pulled up and and over his lower body until just above his waist, then his gown followed. Jason soft member was pretty much 5" in length and about something to 3" in radius, the intruder drooled slightly and began wondering how long and thick it will be when fully hard.

So they wasted no time in finding out, it didn't take much to arouse Jason at the time, a few soft jerks were all what's needed to coax his shaft into full length. It easily reached to about 9" in length and to almost 3.8" in width, with a pretty fat helmet head as well, Good thing he's cut. was what the intruder thought of at the time.

It was after a few seconds of admiration that they finally got courageous enough to work, a small tongue found its place on and around Jason's tip as it lapped at the slit, the ridge and generally all around the mushroom head, before moving down along the length of it to the base then back up again and repeating.

Jason was still in a deep sleep, but his body was reacting as it should. He gave a sudden gasp and shudder as his shaft was slowly getting engulfed in the warm and wet orifice of the intruder.

Just then he woke up, but was still too groggy to move properly, so he opted to simply open his eyes and try and see who the person giving him head in his sleep, was.

The curtains of the room were drawn slightly closed, so he couldn't see much more than a silhouette of the person. He was only able to see their head slowly bobbing up and down on his shaft.

Suddenly, he could almost feel his senses kick into overdrive, his eyes didn't adjust, but his hearing picked up the deep and hot breaths flowing over his shaft, the small almost concealed moans accompanying them as well as the heartbeat of the persona as the sound pounded in his ears like a drum.

But then his nose began working pretty much the same way, he began picking up a faint smell of oak and forest soil, since he didn't see any plants nearby, his mind began thinking pheromones, he also began picking up two new faint smells, the other person's sweat as it rolled down from their heads and their clear arousal caused by their perverted act.

For some reason, Jason decided against calling to them and alerting them, maybe because he realized that he was getting, by far, the best BJ of his entire life, so he closed his eyes and relaxed with a small smile on his face and pretending to sleep.

It was only a few minutes later, that he was softly grunting and growling, both sounding pretty inhuman to him as his body jerked as his orgasm hit. One.. two… three… four shots, and his smooth balls kept pumping more until he lost count after the sixth.

This got him a carelessly loud moan of appreciation from his molester, as his nose picked up the clear smell of cum, but it wasn't his, so he could only guess that the guy, he was sure of the gender from all the moaning and groaning as well as the clear scent that screamed 'male' came either on the floor, under the bed, or in his pants.

After swallowing everything that Jason had to give they began softly sucking at his cock like a straw, trying to get the rest of his semen. After that they pulled off and let out a final content moan, adjusting Jason's gown and pulling the covers back down, boldly placing a small peck on his cheek before finally leaving him to resume his sleep.

Strangely, the creature in his mind didn't bother him this time and he slept soundly the rest of the night.

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The next morning, Jason woke up to the sun shining through a small crack in the curtains, which was right over his eyes. Just as he was lifting himself from the bed, the door opened and Bren, the male nurse from yesterday, with a small smile on his face. “Good morning there, Mr. Renolds, hope you slept well."

Jason rubbed the sleep from his eyes then yawned while stretching, before finally answering. “Yeah I did…" before continuing, his nose, once again picked up the smell of oak, it was faint and masked with perfume, but it was there, he turned to Bren with a small, knowing smile, “Even had a pretty nice dream last night." He added some emphasis on 'dream' as his smile took a more lewd form.

Bren's ears perked up as his eyes began darting left and right. “Uhh… r-really now? Must've been quite the dream then." This guy needs to work on his acting, even an old and blind man could see that he did or is up to something.

“It sure was, but I'll spare you the details." Jason wanted to tease the guy some more, but he thought if he put more pressure on him, then he'll see the true meaning behind the song 'Pop Goes the Weasel'.

Bren managed to 'discreetly' calm himself down, before checking the machines that were hooked to Jason and record their readings on his clipboard, before going out and pushing in a table cart with tray of food on it.

“Here you go, you're scheduled for some tests after breakfast, but don't worry, take your time, Dr. Krueger is a patient man." Bren stated as he took a seat on one of the chairs in the room, waiting for Jason to finish eating.

Jason didn't realize he was hungry until he began wolfing down the food, his taste buds were working fine, as they weren't affected by the mutation that Krueger was talking about, but as he was chewing his final bite, it sounded strange to him, but his mouth gave out some disappointed bitterness and his stomach growled once again despite having just ate, as if both mouth and stomach were expecting something else, some other kind of nourishment.

But he didn't let it reflect on his face as he smiled wide. “All done… so what am I expected to do in those tests?"

Bren answered him as he was taking his plates. “I don't know much, but me, two other nurses and some of the doctors who are in the know of your condition will be present."

“Why do I feel like I'm a guinea pig of sorts?"

“Don't take it personally, it's just that each doctor is good at a certain department of medicine and you lost too much blood in the train explosion, so they want to make sure that your body is functioning as it should."

After a quick wash, Jason walked out of the bathroom, still in his gown, his legs were slightly shaky and wobbly, but walking wasn't as difficult as he thought at that point.

So he and Bren made their way to the x-ray room. In the monitoring room stood multiple figures, a male and female nurse, just as Bren said, Dr. Krueger and two more doctors, one looked mostly human, but had the features of a feline, like the sharp eyes and tiny mouth and had the pattern of a cheetah. Jason's thoughts went to every model he saw from his mother's fashion shows, slim build, smooth looking legs as well as a decent sized chest.

The other doctor was a middle-aged human, but his clothes were a bit loose to even make an estimate of body build.

Krueger stood up and welcomed him. “It's great that you could join us Jason," He then gestured to the other two doctors. “The nice lady you see before you is doctor Edna Sorasa, she's an expert in anatomy so she'll be able to tell us if there's anything different about you."

Then he gestured to the other doctor, but Jason could clearly see the stink eye that was directed towards him by Krueger. “And here… we have Dr. Anton Kevler, he's a heart surgeon, but since we were a tad bit shorthanded at the time you came in, he was the one who handled your 'blood transfusion'." That was said with as much sarcasm as possible.

After the introductions, Jason's eyes wandered over to the two new nurses, the female looked human for the most part, but had the ears of a small animal, Jason thought squirrel or chipmunk.

The other guy was a titan, he pretty much dwarfed everyone else in the room, standing at almost 8 feet was a black-scaled, wingless dragon. His build was clearly muscular as his uniform shirt strained and threatened to tear with every move the big guy made, Jason's eyes glanced down to the guy's crotch, hoping to see something, but was disappointed as the guy was wearing pretty baggy pants.

Krueger derailed his train of thought by clapping him lightly on the shoulder. “Alright, let's start with some simple x-rays for now, so please take off your gown."

“... What?" was Jason's only question.

“Our machine is pretty complicated and I'm sure more advanced than what you had back in your world, it has three layers and each one scans an aspect of your body, one for the bones and skeletal structure, another for your general body, like your muscles and tissue and finally the third is for your blood stream and cellular activity, but we still need samples of your blood for more accurate readings on the final one." Krueger explained as he was typing a few commands on the monitor in front of him, preparing the machine before turning with his chair to Jason. “So yes, one needs to be naked for the machine to give as accurate readings as possible."

“I might… if it was just the guys, I can't get naked in front of the ladies."

“I can turn around if you want," the smaller female managed to squeak out.

Then Sorasa stepped up. “And I'm an anatomist, so it's not like you have something I haven't seen before and believe me… I have seen many throughout my working years."

Jason was still weary of the whole thing, but finally sighed, mostly in defeat as he reached back and untied the knots that held the gown together.

Once he took the cloth off, he was met with a few gasps and he was sure he heard a tiny moan among them. His member aside, the years of martial arts did him good and it showed.

His body was well cut and defined, despite being slightly smaller than the dragon's own. His body didn't bulge out like that, but it was still evident that he was taking pretty good care of himself, a perfectly lined six pack, well shaped pecs as well as thick arms and legs.

He covered his crotch with both hands, the gesture made his pecs pop out unconsciously. “Can we get this over with?"

Krueger shook his head a bit before replying. “Oh yes, sure… right this way." He took Jason by the shoulder, ushering him into the other room where the actual machine was placed, giving him simple instructions before rejoining the other doctors.

Jason laid his body front up on the small table, before Krueger activated the machine. The table Jason lied on began slowly moving inside the machine, the sensors recording everything going on inside and outside his body.

The machine moved his body back and forth a couple more times before finally stopping. “Alright, I think that will do." Jason began moving to sit up on the table, just as… “OH MY GOD!!" Krueger screamed loudly from the other side, startling everyone including Jason. “You… It looks like you're growing horns!!"

Jason's eyes shot open. “WHAT?!" and his body shot up, *WHAMP!!* his head slammed into the top insides of the machine, forcing him back on the table, his legs softly kicking from the pain, as he heard the loud cackling of Krueger's from the other room.

When the pain finally subsided enough for him to move, he got up and stumbled back into the monitoring room, still holding his forehead, the simian doctor still laughing his ass off, his speech broken as he tried to calm himself. “I-I'm so… so sorry, I could… couldn't hold myself." He finally calmed down a bit and looked at Jason. “But it looks like I was slightly telling the truth."

Jason gave him a weird look as he checked his head, when his hand moved over his forehead he winced as he felt a bump forming there. He then stared daggers at the doctor for a couple of minutes.. then started giggling then chuckling himself.

After both of them finally calmed down and Jason wore his gown he went over to check at his results with the other doctors. First Sorasa checked the screens. “No physical changes or mutations to the body in general, nothing I'm seeing right now at least."

Then Kevler spoke. “Heart rate and blood flow is normal for a human and so far the cells are looking normal for a mammal, but we'll need more accurate tests to make sure."

Krueger then turned to Jason. “And that's that, we'll leave the blood test for another day, try and enjoy the rest of today." He stood up and straightened his coat. “We have a lot of activities that I'm sure will be to your liking in the lounge, we even got a widescreen tv and some video game consoles hooked up." He placed an arm around Jason's shoulders and lead him to the said lounge.

The lounge of the hospital was a wide area where visitors and patients alike, tables placed all over and a cafeteria placed on one side, the widescreen that Krueger mentioned was on the other side with some young ones playing some sort of FPS game.

“And here we are." Krueger stated as he led Jason along ushering him to an empty table. “Wait right here, I have to check a few things at my office, feel free to order some food or drink, tell them to put it on my tab." He winked at Jason then left to attend to his business.

Jason sat there looking around the place, taking in the view of both the place and the people around him, if this wasn't a proof that he wasn't on earth anymore, or at least his earth, then nothing would.

Multitude of variable species walking around, men, women, boys and girls all ages, shapes, sizes and overall design.

A few minutes later of people watching, he felt someone tug on his sleeve, when he turned he found a small kid or cub as he was face to face with a young feline, from the color of his fur and the tuft on his head he summarized lion.

The cub's voice sounded like he was barely entering puberty where his voice began to deepen but still had that youthful high pitch to it. “Hello mister, want to play a game with me?" The boy held out a small device that Jason has never seen before, then without waiting for a reply the boy sat on the chair facing him.

He placed the device on the table and activated it, the cap split into four and laid out on the table, revealing a small lens that began glowing, after a few seconds a holographic image appeared in front of them, in full 3D.

As Jason read the title, the boy realised his confusion and began explaining the game to him, it was an RTS sort of game where each game 2 to 4 players choose on of the varying factions, then select a map and afterwards duke it out for land, fortune and resources.

As they chose their factions Jason was pretty impressed with the boy's memory as he recited the summarized versions of every faction's story and history.

One of the older patients, a soft skinned lizard of sorts who was playing chess with what looked like a treeant spoke to them from their table. “Looks like Falon found a new playmate. I'd give up now if I were you kid, that boys beat almost everyone in this hospital in that game."

The cub, Falon just poked his tongue out at the man with a smile on his face, then Jason replied. “I know the gist of these kinds of games, so I might have a chance here." Folan turned to him with a smirk, which was returned by Jason, both accepting the challenge.

Falon's faction were some sort of freedom fighters, with a perk that allows them to harvest every resource in the game at an early stage, while Jason's were some sort of espionage expert that use hacking to steal tech from other players and even control their mechs if they had any.

As the game progressed Falon realized that his opponent wasn't only familiar with these kinds of game, but was also an expert in his own rights. They began drawing an audience as they played, not giving the other a chance to breath, only to be cornered in the next couple of turns.

Finally they reached the climax were the appointed leaders of each team faced off, managing to shoot out each other at the same time, ending their match in a draw.

The audience around them cheered both for a good game, despite it being a simple board game, but guess that what happens when 2 well developed minds clash together for supremacy.

Falon reached out his hand to Jason who accepted the hand as the audience around them dispersed. “That was awesome, I never tied with anyone like this before. You're something else."

“I've been playing these kind of games ever since I could remember, they're my favorite, especially the ones where you have to think hard of your next move and how to outsmart your opponent 2 turns ahead." They then went into an animated conversation as they spoke about all kinds of games and what strategies to use.

Two nurses then came in, one was a female with deep blue skin with some areas splotched with hues of purple and had tendrils for hair, the other is a chubby-looking human, but didn't show much on his face.

The female spoke to Falon. “Hey Falon, ready for another test and then to bed?"

The cub frowned and crossed his arms. “But I don't wanna…"

“Now now Falon, you need to listen to the doctors and nurses, they have your best health in mind," Jason told him softly, earning him a glare from the boy. But Falon relented and got up from his seat, following the human out of the lounge.

Then the female nurse spoke to Jason now. “You must be mister Renolds, Dr. Kevler asked me to fetch you for your blood test."

This time Jason gave her suspicious look, then crossed his arms with a frown of his own. “I thought that I was Dr. Krueger's responsibility and no one else's and I was informed that my blood test would not be today."

“Really now? I was not told of this… I will ask Dr. Krueger about this. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." She then gave a small bow of her head then went on her way.

Jason looked out the window and noticed that the sun began to set… and that he needed the bathroom something awful. He followed the directions of one of the janitors walking around and quickly made his way to one of the urinals.

As he was shaking the remains of piss out of his dick, he felt a rough skinned hand rubbing his butt, he jumped and turned around to face another patient, or their chest to be precise, one who's just as tall as the dragon nurse from before and clearly just as built even under the gown and the fact that he was some sort of lizard explains the rough hands.

“Hello there cutie, never seen you around here." The guy's deep voice fit well with his build, is what Jason thought.

“I was brought in a few days ago, been in bed until today." Jason decided to end the conversation early, as this guy was giving off all kinds of bad vibes.

“Really now?" The croc-like creature stepped forward, trapping Jason between the urinals. “I would have noticed a cutie like you around, bedridden or not." Jason stepped backwards until his back hit the wall, the guy coming closer in turn.

From this distance, Jason managed to pick up the guy's scent, salty almost oceanic salt and dirt. Plus that faint smell of oak he discovered today, looks like the weasel wasn't an exclusive visitor.

The croc guy reached for Jason slowly… in almost a split second the guy found himself on the bathroom floor, his hand held tightly behind his back with Jason on top of him. “I'd watch where you put that hand, unless you want to lose it." Then he released the croc's hand, leaving him stunned on the floor.

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The next morning, Jason was in his room, just waking up himself, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Just as Krueger walked in, wearing his smile like always. “Gooood morning, Jason. How're you this fine day?"

The human couldn't help but smile himself. “Doing pretty well doc, considering that I'm slowly turning into a monster of sorts."

“Now now, no need to be so down like that. Think of it as… a form of evolution." He then sat on the bed and turned to face Jason. “I came to get you for your blood test appointment, we should be able to get in early at this time. Also got a proposition for you after the tests are done."

Jason was almost skeptical, but decided that he at least needed one person he can trust in this world. He simply nodded and got out of bed.

After a quick visit to the bathroom, they went to the chem lab, finding one doctor available at the time. They extracted a couple of vials from Jason, which left him a tad bit sluggish and lightheaded, so he went back to his room for the day.

Sometime in mid-afternoon, a soft-handed knock came on his door, the person entered and was revealed to be the squirrel nurse from before. “Good afternoon Mr. Renolds, I brought you some things to replace the blood they took." Just as he suspected, hospital food still looks inedible everywhere. But he had to eat, so he dug in.

He finished eating, but still felt a bit hungry still for some reason, although despite the small samples, the food was filling. “Oh… “ He perked to the side as the nurse gasped. “... Here, you've got some soup over here." She brought a handkerchief and started wiping at the edge of his mouth.

He wanted to complain, but he saw her smile as she pretty much groomed him and couldn't bring himself to stop her.

*BU-THUMP* He suddenly heard the sound of a beating heart and it wasn't his. *BU-THUMP* he heard it again… and again and again. When he looked down he saw the outline of her veins in her wrist.

*BU-THUMP* Just at that moment he saw her veins more clearly as if her skin was non-existent, if only for a moment, his vision of her veins becomes clearer with every beat of her heart.

His vision was slowly becoming red, his breathing was becoming more difficult. He suddenly, but softly took hold of her hand, bringing it closer to his mouth, this action startled her, but she couldn't move as he sniffed at her wrist a few times… right before planting a sloppy peck on it, making sure his tongue was making contact… as if tasting her.

“Um… M-Mr. Renolds…?" She finally managed to find her voice through, what she saw through her eyes at least, a very sexual moment.

This seemed to bring him out of his trance. “Hmm…?" he looked between her face and the wrist in his hands… then finally at how close it was to his lips.

His eyes perked up and everything in his body, except for his shaft, stood on end in panic. “Oh my god!" He pretty much dropped her wrist like a hot rod. “I am… so sorry, I-I-I-I don't know what came over me all of a sudden. God, that must've been too creepy to describe. I am so sorry for that." He began stammering even more apologetic words after that.

But for some reason, she wasn't repulsed. “Oh, i-it's okay, I guess, no harm done there, right?"

He sat there, hanging his head in embarrassment and shame. What the hell happened? What's gotten into him all of sudden like that? His head began swimming with questions, his vision, his new smelling ability, this wasn't normal.

Speaking of smells, he finally managed to notice hers, he couldn't put a certain object to it, but generally she smelled of that time between winter and spring, if that was a smell. All he knew is that she was pleasant to be around and not only for her scent. He knew that if he was straight, he would totally go for her.

“Well, well, well… what do we have here?" Just then Jason heard the voice of Dr. Sorasa, from the door. “Flirting on the job, little Mary?"

Mary's ears perked as she turned around to face the doctor, the nurse standing up instantly. “No t-this isn't what it looks like… I w-was just helping the patient…"

“Yeah, 'helping' the patient. Why don't you go and be a slut somewhere else." That clearly hit a nerve in Mary.

She clenched her fist. “I wasn't doing whatever you think I was doing. I'm not like you and whatever you heard wasn't done by my consent. So get off my case already!" She stated firmly.

Sorasa remained silent as she stepped forward, until she got into Mary's face. “You're forgetting who you're talking to, aren't you? I can easily ruin your pathetic job? with a snap of a finger, so stop making this hard on yourself." This made Mary balk and step back a bit, this made Sorasa scoff arrogantly. “Now… go and be a slut somewhere else."

This time Mary didn't talk back, she just left the room silently and in a hurry, Jason's improved hearing picked up a few sobs as she speed-walked away from his room.

“Finally, thought she would never fucking leave." Sorasa then walked up to Jason's bed with a seductive sway of her hips, she sat down and fixed her clothes… 'accidentally' her skirt rode up further, revealing her thighs. “So… what brought you here?" she asked innocently as she leaned closer to him.

He didn't want her here, he didn't want her close to him. Everything about her repulsed him, her scent, her tone, her body language, something inside of him kept screaming at him to stay away from her.

“Oh by the way, I forgot to tell you that the machine had some faults in the programming it seems, so we might need to… examine your body closely… just to make sure that your body is completely human," she stated as she scooted closer, her breasts pressing to his arm while one hand coiled around his own.

That was the last straw. He snatched his hand away from her and scooted as far away as he could, he even didn't care if he fell off the bed at that point. “Ok, 1st: Ew! 2nd: Yuck! And 3rd: Get your ass out of my room before I report you to the hospital's management. I can clearly see who's the real slut here." he stated while fixing her with a hard stare.

She sat there stunned and shocked, but managed to compose herself, silently leaving the room, but just as she reached for the door. “Oh and send for little Mary, even if she was what you think, at least her company is better than yours."

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The next day, Jason didn't want to leave his bed, he felt even more tired than yesterday. Not to mention that his senses of smell and hearing spiked in just one day, picking up sounds all the way from the parking lot and scents from rooms away, smells of medicine, cleaners, male and female pheromones and a lot more scents than he could count.

And finally, this strange hunger he was feeling, it comes and goes, but it was ferocious and relentless when it comes back, he kept getting this nagging feeling to pounce at the closest individual and tear them apart. He knew that those were the thoughts of whatever creature possessed him, but they were slowly becoming his own as well. He doesn't know how long he will last before he does something he'll regret.

A knock on his door startled him out of his thoughts. “I'm coming in," the soft voice stated, just then he picked up the scent of spring, instantly realizing who it was plastered a smile on his face.

Mary entered the room with a small smile of her own, sitting on his bed. “I, um… I wanted… t-to thank you… for standing up for me yesterday." She then turned to him with a concerned expression. “But… you shouldn't do it anymore. It's not good for you to upset her… not good for anyone actually."

“And why shouldn't he?" Krueger's voice came from the door, right as Jason was about to reply. “She's a bitch, a slut and a blemish on the medical society that refuses to go away. She can throw a bitch tantrum and/or go to hell for all I care." The chimp then turned to Mary. “And you shouldn't let her get to you. Everyone knows that what happened to you wasn't your fault and you didn't want it."

Mary nodded softly as she stood up, gave both men a small bow of her head before leaving. Krueger sighed to himself, scratching at his head. “That girl is too sensitive for her own good."

He then turned to Jason, dragging a chair and taking a seat, facing the bed. “I know that it isn't my place to say, but I can see that you're a good guy and won't do anything with the info I'm about to share." Jason straightened himself as he listened. “When Mary was young, her family moved to this city in hopes of improving their lifestyle as they didn't have much to begin with. She and her siblings went to school normally, although things were tough for a while they still managed somehow."

He took a deep breath before resuming. “However, sometime near the middle of her school year, she was sexually assaulted by a gang of male students as she was going home from evening classes, of course the group were stupid enough to take pictures and videos and post them online under their own cybernet usernames.

They were tracked easily, but the… 'evidence' went viral at the same night, so she couldn't pretty much go anywhere without someone talking behind her back. Even a couple of her frien- sorry, former friends, shunned and disowned her. Luckily her family was supportive of her condition so she had someone to back her up."

He leaned forward in his chair, looking Jason right in the eye. “But you can guess how such events could scar a person for life." He then leaned back and crossed his arms with a small smirk. “I was afraid that you knew and might try something yesterday, with how you were acting for a few moments.

Jason's face turned into multiple shades of red as he remembered how he was pretty much molesting Mary's wrist. His face was pretty much steaming with embarrassment as the chimp doctor chuckled. “Oh don't worry, I can see that you weren't yourself at the time." This piqued Jason's attention as he turned to Krueger with a confused expression. The doctor pointed at one of his own eyes. “Your eyes kind of blanked for that time period, they went completely white actually. So I knew that your mind was elsewhere."

“I don't know what came over me that time. It felt like I was… tasting her flesh, or something like that." He grabbed his head tightly and groaned in pain, as images of him tearing Mary's arm off, right before lunging at her neck, invaded his mind

Krueger clapped his hand over Jason's shoulder firmly, to wake him up from those visions, he came close to him face to face, their noses almost touching as he looked into the human's eyes.

Then suddenly pulled back with a smile. “Oh don't worry yourself about it too much, I'm sure we'll figure something out in time. Just try to get as much rest as you can." Then got up and left.

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A few days later, Jason was sick of staying in his room, so he stepped out of his room, Krueger was nice enough to give some briefs to wear under the gown.

He went straight to the lounge, looking around first, he didn't find Falon anywhere so he decided to grab a book from the small shelf located in the corner, then grabbing a table for himself and started reading.

The book was small so he was almost quarter ways through with a cup of juice sitting half-full in front of him, when he heard the young cub's voice call to him as he entered. “Hey Jay-Jay!"

Jason couldn't help but smile at the new name. “What's with the nickname?"

“Well I thought that we're already friends, so there's no need to be sooo formal with one another," he stated as he took a seat facing his new friend. “Sorry I didn't bring the game today, the doctor told me to stay away from things that require a lot of thinking, which turns out puts pressure on your brain."

They made small talk for a while. Until they turned to some commotion happening in the far side of the room. “Will you stop being a colossal bitch for just one day?" Jason could recognize that soft tone anywhere now.

“And can you stop being a pathetic, filthy whore?" And there's another voice that he didn't want to hear… at all.

He turned to where those two women were, both Mary and Dr.Sorasa facing off against one another, Sorasa however had a couple of other female doctors flanking her, clearly the bitch doctor's posse.

“I am sick and tired of you hanging that over my head, when are you going to realize that I didn't want any of that to happen, I personally didn't condone it!" Jason never knew Mary could be firm like that.

“When you start learning your place in this society, you think that just by working as a nurse you would erase the past. People know and will keep talking till the end of your pathetic life." She scoffed and flicked her hair arrogantly to the side. “You should actually be grateful, you little brat. You think that you're supporting your family this way? Salvaging a good image for yourself? You and your family are only here by the grace of my uncle, he's the one who allowed your filthy ilk to come and litter our fair streets. So why don't you do him and everyone else a favor and go back to whatever dump you came from?"

This brought a few gasps from the lounge, Jason on the other hand knew things were about to get even uglier, so he gestured for a few nurses to gather the young ones and take them back to the rooms, including Falon.

Mary clenched her fist hard enough that her knuckles turned white. But her voice was still small, soft and pleasant to the ears nonetheless when she spoke. “I knew that you were a spoiled bitch, but this… this is a new low, even for an ugly whore like you."

*SLAP* The loud sound of a palm meeting a face echoed around the lounge and down a couple of hallways, as Mary fell to the ground, holding her bruised face. Sorasa standing over here with a furious expression. “How dare you?! How dare you, you pathetic, miserable slut?! You think you're so tough? Well let's see how tough you get when you're insignificant family are run out of the whole planet!" She began breathing hard now.

Through all the commotion one of the patients called the security, who were followed by Krueger himself, they were about to intervene when the chimp stopped them for some reason.

Sorasa however raved on. “I will make your life miserable. I will fucking destroy you… no one will hire you ever again if they knew what was good for them, I will milk you and your family dry for this insult. I'll-" She stopped as she felt someone tap her shoulder.

Just as she turned *SPLASH* she yelped loudly as she was bathed in juice, her fur clinging to her skin quite uncomfortably.

When she opened her eyes, Jason stood there with his now empty cup in hand… and a look on his face that made someone think of death itself.

“I think I see what's the problem here," he stated calmly as he placed the cup on a nearby table. “From where I'm standing, on one hand, I see a spoiled bitch who thinks she's the queen of the universe and on the other hand, I see a hardworking girl who only wants what's best for both her family and her patients."

Just as Sorasa was about to speak he cut her off, loudly “AND!... this whole slut thing… I think you got it all mixed up doc." His smile at that moment was anything but friendly, as if an imp was trying to be an angle. “I was wondering this for a while doc… What made you want to become an anatomist in the first place?"

He waited dramatically for the question's meaning to sink in, his finger tips placed together as he spoke. “I mean, what's a… 'refined' lady like you… to do with a profession like that?" He waited again. “I still can't wrap my head around it."

She was about to reply, but he cut her off again. “Ahhh, I think I get it now." His smirk was simply beyond arrogant, if not borderlining creepy. “Tell me doc… How did I taste?" She balked at that question, trying to stammer out a reply of sorts, any reply, but he didn't give her the chance. “What, you thought I was asleep? That I wasn't aware of your presence when you snuck into my room to molest me?" This brought another round of gasps from around the lounge.

He knew that he was lying and that the one who molested him was most definitely male, but she and everyone else didn't, so he decided to use that fact to mess with her a bit and if she's ruined in the process, well… bonus!

“I don't k-know wh-what you're t-talking about," she managed to spit out through all the stammering.

“Oh I think you know doc. After all, why else would a lady like you take a profession like anatomist." He said the 'lady like you' part with as much mocking sarcasm and venom as he could. “After all, if you're as good as you say you are, then I'm sure that you know what makes each and every male in this hospital tick… or in this case: scream their head off in pleasure."

“How dare you?!" she spat out again, but he wasn't phased.

“What, isn't that why you took the profession? You sure were mighty friendly to me a few days ago. Did I taste that good to you?" And he wasn't planning on stopping there. “So what is it that you're after, huh? Is it the enthusiasm of little boys? The endurance of young adults? Oh I know, you're aiming for the mature adults and/or elders to find your… sugar daddy, perhaps?"

He stepped up to her slowly. “Come on, help me out here a little… I gave you a few options, just pick one, or a couple, I'm not picky." Until he came face to face with her, now realizing that he towered over her by a whole foot, so he had to lean down for the coup de grace, his eyes bugging out with an ominous expression and his mischievous smile lost. “Just tell me… who… is the real slut here?"

She couldn't speak, those eyes dared her to defy his reasoning with fatal consequences, all she could muster was some incoherent stammering. Until tears formed in her eyes, right before she raced out of the lounge, the two females friends of hers following closely, sidestepping away from Jason before going after her.

A few seconds later, clapping and soft cheering suddenly sounded around the lounge, he didn't care for that however as he helped Mary up, who simply hugged his midsection tightly, mumbling out a thank you.

“Hey, no need to thank me." He held her chin and lifted her face to gaze at him. “I was only doing what was right… and you did too when you stood up to yourself."

“Hehe, I was only imitating you." This earned her a raised brow from the human. “You act with no care for the consequences, you don't give a fudge to what anyone thinks of you and your actions… I guess you're pretty cool like that."

“Well I'll say." They turned to Krueger who was softly clapping himself. “Finally someone who can put that bitch in her place. I always wondered what she was up to as an anatomist, she was a bitchy slut back at med school and I guess she still is."

“Yeah, she was a bit too clingy… for my… my… taste." Jason's body suddenly felt numb, his legs couldn't hold him upright as he fell to the floor, his vision blurring and his hearing is getting muffled by the second.

Until everything went black.

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'This place again?' were his thoughts as he found himself back into his ruined world. Nothing but darkness and black all around him and his cage.

He felt the beast's presence nearby, it was all around him, prowling, waiting in the darkness for a split moment of hesitation from him, looking for the tiniest crack in his defences.

But for some reason, this time it wasn't just angry… It was mad with wrath.

“Feeeeed Meeeee… Feeeeed Meeeee, Feeeeeed Meeeee… “ The voice wasn't only coming closer, it seemed to be getting louder as well.

…

…

…

It… stopped?

*BANG* “FEEEEEDDDD MMMMEEEEE!!!!" The creature rammed into his shield hard as it roared out the demand, almost breaking through.

He huddled up to the far side of his shield and took a fetal position, while the beast was banging and ramming into his shielding repeating the phrase 'Feed Me' like a twisted mantra.

Until *CRASH* one hand broke through the shield and went straight for him!

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“GYAH!!" Jason shot up awake from that dream, whatever it was it wasn't normal, it wasn't a simple dream… it felt too real to be so.

“Hgmff!" He exclaimed as he clamped his mouth with one hand, both his jaws suddenly hurting like hell.

He ran into the bathroom and spat out whatever liquid pooled up, he opened his eyes and saw blood… lots of it. He began washing his mouth and gurgling like crazy, accidentally swallowing a couple of mouthfuls, until the bleeding stopped.

He breathed hard and checked his teeth, his gums and just in case, his tongue, but nothing. But when he checked his face, he saw it.

His left eye changed from it's normal color to a darker sclera color as his iris turned from their ocean blue to a pure golden color. He closed both eyes and rubbed the changed eye a little roughly, but when he opened it again… it was normal, nothing changed.

“What the hell?"

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It was a few days since then and Jason's condition only worsened.

Krueger now ordered him to stay in bed, until they could find what was the cause of his numbness and fatigue.

Falon and Mary visited him almost everyday since then, wishing him a quick recovery as they made small talk in hopes of diverting his attention away from his condition.

What Jason wasn't expecting were the visits from the other patients as well, most of them leaving small souvenirs and presents while all wished him a quick recovery. Although he genuinely didn't know what he did to make himself the centre of attention like that.

Through the hallway windows he could see Sorasa passing by now and then, but not before shooting him the stink eye.

So things were relatively quiet for the moment.

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It was night time now. Jason was sleeping soundly, guess there's a silver lining to this strange sense of fatigue.

He, however, didn't sense the presence entering his room, the shoes clacking ever-so-softly on the floor, barely making a sound.

Until the soles of the shoes squeaked along the floor. This roused him from his sleep a bit, he looked up… just as something soft muffled his face.

He began thrashing around, trying to grab at anything, hopefully the person holding the pillow to his face, until he felt something hard and circular press to his forehead through it. *PAMF*

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Bren the weasel nurse was doing night rounds with his tall black dragon friend Caldrus, accompanied by a security as they walked through the darkened hallways of the hospital.

*PAMF* The sound was faint, but loud enough for Bern to pick out what it was. The sound of a muffled gun.

The trio raced to the source of the noise until they arrived to a certain wing, just as someone closed the door to Jason's room. “Who's there?" The guard demanded as he trained his flashlight at the figure. Revealing Dr. Sorasa.

“Dr. ? What's going on, what was that noise, is everything alright?" She was met with Bern's barrage of questions, just as Caldrus noticed that she had one hand behind her back, as if hiding something. Alam bells sounded in his head as raced past them, almost pushing her to the ground, as he flung the door open to check on Jason.

He found the human, with a pillow on his face and a hole through it, removing the pillow he was met with the horrified sight.

Jason's eyes rode up to top of his head and clouded over, his mouth slightly open and a clear hole in his forehead, dripping with blood that flowed down to the pillow below him.

“Hey, stop! Freeze!" Caldrus heard from the outside, growling dangerously as he went outside, just as the guard was chasing Sorasa down the hallway, calling the other guards on his talkie.

Just as Bern was about to follow, the dragon clapped his friends shoulder to stop him. “Call the police, now!" he stated firmly as dashed past him, following the guard.

Bern took a few steps backwards, his eyes darting in all directions until they fell on Jason's limp body through the window.

He gasped and covered his mouth shut, but wasn't able to hold the contents of his stomach at bay as he retched every thing he hand in that hallway. Once he was calm enough, his shaky hand went to his phone, and dialed, waiting for the other line to connect.

Unknown to him that inside the room, one of Jason's fingers… twitched ever-so-softly.

… *CLICK* “I.S.F Pantheo Prime division, what's your emergency?" the person on the other side replied calmly.

“Please… help…" Bern couldn't raise his voice enough, he was too scared to do so.

“Hello… sir are you alright?" The responder asked, now sounding panicked and concerned themselves.

“I-I-I *gulp* please send someone here... anyone…"

“Sir, what's your condition?"

“I-I'm reporting a murder. The culprit is still in the hospital," he finally managed to drag out, as he stayed there panting hard, his throat dry and breathing labored and hard. He managed to give the address of the hospital before cutting the connection.

He shakily stood up, almost losing the rest of his dinner in the process, turning to look inside the room again, his eyes bugging out in fear as he looked inside.

The room… was empty. And the window wide open.

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*BANG* The door to the rooftop flung open as Sorasa raced outside, hastily locking the door behind her before jogging up to the ledge.

*BOOM* Then the door was torn from its hinges by a shoulder tackle from Caldrus. Three security guards, including the one from before. “Dr. Sorasa, I have to ask you to step away from the ledge and follow us to the security office, we'll wait there until the police arrive."

“Over my dead body, you bunch of swine!"

A few minutes later, sirens could be heard as a couple of the I.S.F. vehicles clamoured up in the almost empty parking lot. Even more minutes later, three officers arrived at the rooftop, all training their weapons at Sorasa.

Followed closely by Captain Wolf and Dr. Krueger, the chimp speaking first. “What the fucking hell have you done Sorasa? Have you lost your damn mind?!"

“It was all that fucking human's fault, walking in here like he owns the place, doing as he pleases. Spreading rumors, slutting and coddling up to the nurses and other patients, that fake smile on his face as he looked down on everyone around him!!"

“You know that's not true Sorasa, everyone loved Jason, you think they'll let you get away with something like this? What you did there was downright murder, nothing in the world could change that fact." He took a deep breath and held out his hand. “Now give me the gun and surrender, the whole place will be surrounded soon. Nowhere to run."

“You know what his rumors did to me… to my reputation?" Everyone remained silent, but she went on. “Everyone began looking at me like I'm some kind of… freak or walking disease. The children became afraid of me, saying that I will try and touch their privates, the adults began shunning and avoiding me, including my fellow doctors and those old… geezers, started molesting me with their eyes, while others blatantly asked for other doctors whenever I'm assigned to them. I can't walk around without turning my head in shame!"

“Oh get off your high steed already, you brought all of this on yourself when you started acting like the spoiled daddy's girl that you are!" he retorted, getting quite sick and tired of her acting like a victim all the time when she's the worst offender of all.

She was about to say something, when more I.S.F. cars arrived in the parking lot, completely cutting off her escape. She turned to them, Krueger holding out his hand for the gun again.

She ground her teeth together in frustration… but then smiled softly, if not smugly and took an arrogant stance, slowly walking up to them, a sway in her hips as her heels clacked with the hard floor loudly. Placing the gun in Krueger's hand. “What the hell are you smiling about, you know that you're going to prison, right?"

“And who says I'm staying there?" she asked oh-so-innocently while inspecting her nails.

Receiving a raised brow from Krueger. “This is murder we're talking about. This could not only ruin your career, but will have you put away for a very long time!"

“Uncle dearest will have me out in no time," she stated quite arrogantly, turning and stepping away from them, before turning back with the confidence and grace of a model. “And then he'll sue both the I.S.F. for false arrest and then the hospital for wrongful termination and milk both for all they're worth." She once again took her smug stance. “Isn't that right, Captain?"

Everyone turned to Wolf as she aimed her question at him, he was in a pinch now, her uncle was quite the influential figure in the city. He could twist and change anything to his will, including the rules and laws of the city itself to suit his needs and desires. But if he let her go now people will start talking and eventually the reputation of the I.S.F. will plummet and they'll be attacked from all directions.

Just as he was about to respond, he stopped, his eyes bugging out, followed closely by everyone else's.

Sorasa raised a brow at that, turning to all of them in turn. “What? What's with those looks?" Just then, she heard it.

A deep sounding growl that came right behind her. She slowly turned her head to look back.

He was standing there… the human who she shot in the head, stood there. But he looked different, his arms seemed longer than normal, his hands slightly bigger with longer digits and nails, almost turning to talons. His ears pointed like an elf's.

But when he raised his head, then the true horror was revealed. His face contorted and changed to slightly resemble some creature, his face was more triangular and longer, all of his teeth sharp like nails and his eyes… completely white and blank and the the hole in his head still there and dripping blood on the floor.

Jason growled softly but ominously, the very tone of the growl sounded hoarse and empty, grunting softly as his head injury squelched and tightened, until the bullet was pushed out forcibly, dropping to the ground, allowing the hole to close almost instantly.

Sorasa began stepping back slowly, her whole body shaking and quaking with fear, her eyes still not believing who was standing before her. While his eyes were trained only on her.

He took a single step forward, before his legs tightened in stance.

Right before pouncing at his murderer with a hollow and ghastly roar. Followed closely by the sound of sharp fangs sinking into both flesh and bone came with a sickening *CRUNCH*.