Human Weapons (1x1 rp with PinkSpaniel)

[ZephyrWolf]

~Plot~

Dr. Simmons and his staff of highly trained, government-based scientists have been commissioned to create the ultimate weapon...a human. To do this, they toy around with the DNA of teenagers, who are the most idea candidates, as they are in the process of change already. They take the 'rejects of society', namely those of any sexual orientation other than straight, and experiment with any new idea that they dream up. As a result, almost all of the experiments "fail", or in other words, do not meet the government's criteria for human weapons. The criteria are as follows...
1) Must exhibit some degree of enhanced strength
2) Must exhibit some degree of enhanced intellect and reasoning
3) Must exhibit some nonhuman characteristic
4) Must not exhibit emotion other than aggression or determination
5) Must never disobey their creator

Those who do not meet all of these criteria are failed experiments and one of two things can happen to them...
1) Those who are not salvageable are destroyed as per government mandate...they are the lucky ones...
2) Those who are salvageable and show some potential may be kept and "worked on" until they pass all of the criterion

What will happen to these salvageable failures and will they ever pass the criterion? For if they do, they become a human weapon...the first of the kind.

~Form~

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[b]Name:[/b] (First and Last)
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b](between 15-18)
[b]Grade:[/b](9-12)
[b]Sexuality:[/b]
[b]Enhancements/Nonhuman characteristics:[/b]
[b]Crush/Love Interest:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b] (Description or Picture)
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]History:[/b]
[b]Other:[/b] (For anything else you want to add that doesn't fit in to the above categories!)
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[ZephyrWolf]

Name: Kai Owens
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Grade: 9th Grade/Freshman
Sexuality:
Kai once believed that he was straight, but he is now having doubts, realizing that he feels differently with guys that he used to. His hunch is that he may be bi-curious, or possibly even bisexual, although he still largely prefers girls most of the time. There are very few guys that he falls for.
Enhancements/Nonhuman characteristics:
Kai exhibits enhanced strength, the power to heal rapidly and be resistant to most physical damage, and he also exhibits aggression, although he is rarely obedient and does not exhibit enhanced intellect or reasoning.
Love Interest: Open
Appearance:
Kai is quite tall for his age, almost reaching six foot. He sports a six pack and his messy brown hair is actually quite attractive. His deep blue eyes hide his secret.
Personality:
Kai has a bit of a bad-boy attitude, usually doing what he wants, when he want, which can sometimes get him into trouble. Despite his bad tendencies, he can be nice sometimes if he feels like it. He has been known to dapple with drugs a bit, but not excessively like some of his friends. He is a bit pushy though and will often do whatever he can to achieve what he wants.
His father doesn't know, however, that Kai may is bi-curious or may even be bisexual, because he is afraid to find out what would happen if he knew. In fact, nobody knows the truth that he is hiding. Although Kai accepts it, he will never tell anyone, afraid that he will be made fun of, especially because he is a freshman.
History:
Kai was raised by his father after his mother was killed in a car crash when he was in middle school. He was brought up to be tough and to not give in to others, to achieve what he wanted however he had to as long as it was legal, although sometimes, that didn't happen. Kai was given almost anything he wanted from his father, playing him for a fool, using his mother's death as an excuse for almost everything.
Other: None

Name: Hazel Caldwell
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Grade: 10th Grade/Sophomore
Sexuality:
She keeps telling herself that she is straight, although, she thinks that she may be slightly bi-curious, catching herself wondering about relationships with other girls.
Enhancements/Nonhuman characteristics:
Hazel exhibits enhanced intellect and reasoning, she exhibits the powers to shape-shift into animals, night vision, and super-human senses, and she cannot disobey her creator, although she does not exhibit enhanced strength, and she exhibits emotions other than aggression and determination.
Love Interest: Open
Appearance:
Hazel is slim at 5'5" and 125 pounds. She has long, chestnut-brown hair that falls past her shoulders in ringlets and she also has hazel eyes.
Personality:
Hazel is naturally quiet and shy, much preferring to keep to herself. She is very book smart, but lacks good street smarts because of her sheltered life. She is introverted and tries not to draw attention to herself. Because of this, it is often difficult for her to make friends, but once she gets to know someone and trusts them, there isn't anyone that could be a better friend than Hazel. She would do anything for her friends, but her one major flaw is that she doesn't believe that her friends could ever betray her trust. Although nobody has yet, it is only a matter of time until one of her friends turns on her, as is the nature of high school girls.Hazel is naturally quiet and shy, much preferring to keep to herself. She is very book smart, but lacks good street smarts because of her sheltered life. She is introverted and tries not to draw attention to herself. Because of this, it is often difficult for her to make friends, but once she gets to know someone and trusts them, there isn't anyone that could be a better friend than Hazel. She would do anything for her friends, but her one major flaw is that she doesn't believe that her friends could ever betray her trust. Although nobody has yet, it is only a matter of time until one of her friends turns on her, as is the nature of high school girls.
Hazel appears straight to everyone, although she is too shy to let guys know that she likes them. But she does tell her friends who she has crushes on. What she doesn't tell them, however, is something that she herself won't even accept. She has recently begun to feel differently about certain girls than she used to. Although she doesn't want to admit it even to herself, she is afraid that she is being attracted to girls, as well as boys. She figured out that she occasionally gets bi-curious, but not actually bisexual since those feelings go away after awhile. She is convinced that is is just a phase and she will be able to get over it, so she hides her feelings for girls, hoping nobody will notice. Deep in her heart though, she wonders if she might be bisexual, although she won't admit that to herself.
History:
When Hazel was younger, she was louder and more outgoing, more expressive, even when her parents got divorced. But when her mother got remarried, her new husband treated Hazel like a pet rather than a child. Anytime she was being annoying, he would punish her, sometimes physically abusing her. She quickly learned that she wouldn't be beaten if she was quiet and stayed out of his way, so that aspect of her personality is still very noticeable in her.
Other: None

Name: Thane Collins
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Grade: 11th Grade/Junior
Sexuality:
Thane is bisexual and accepts it, although he gets crap for it all the time from people he doesn't even know, and worst of all, his former friends. He is more interested in guys than girls though.
Enhancements/Nonhuman characteristics:
Thane exhibits enhanced strength, enhanced intellect and reasoning, although he does not have any non-human characteristics, he exhibits emotions other than aggression and determination, and he does not obey his creator.
Love Interest: Open
Appearance:
Thane is handsome, lean, and muscular. Just shy of six feet tall, he is quite attractive with his jet-black hair and dazzling green eyes.
Personality:
Thane is considered one of the 'popular' kids in school and acts accordingly. He acts cool and indifferent about a lot of things, except for girls. Thane, like most guys in high school, can't resist a cute girl and is is rare if a day goes by without him trying to impress one of them or flirting. He hangs out with other popular kids as well, mostly jocks. His charming smile makes it hard for the girls to resist him, and his 'too-cool' attitude gets him most of his guy friends. Despite his seemingly uncaring personality, Thane is quite romantic, always trying to impress the ones he likes. He is very sweet and kind to them, although he puts up a tough front for his friends.
Thane has known that he is bisexual since almost the beginning of high school and he has accepted this fact. However, he knew that the people that he hung out with would shun him if they knew this, so he hid it from everyone. He only showed affection toward girls, keeping his feelings for other guys to himself when he is around anyone he knows. Until one day, it became too much and Thane couldn't keep it a secret anymore. As he predicted, he lost almost all of his friends and he frequently gets crap because of it.
History:
Thane grew up in a normal, supportive household for his entire life and because of that, he has excelled through life. He is smart, handsome, athletic, and popular. What more could a guy want? He has had several girlfriends before, but never one that he has been in a steady relationship with. Perhaps this is the reason that he accepts his bisexuality. He has admittedly tried smoking before, although he didn't like it at all. Surprisingly, he has always denied drugs, never using an illegal substance in his life, although he does occasionally drink. Other than that, Thane is a very successful teenage boy with everything going for him except his sexuality.
Other: None

Name: Alexandria (Alex) Jacobs
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Grade: 12th Grade/Senior
Sexuality:
Alex is a lesbian and doesn't care if anyone knows. She is not exactly in the popular crowd because of her openness and she is insulted a lot, but she still won't hesitate to openly express how she feels about a girl she likes, knowing that she can't keep her emotions hidden for long.
Enhancements/Nonhuman characteristics:
Alex exhibits enhanced strength, enhanced intellect and reasoning, has the power of mind control and pheromone manipulation, although she exhibits emotions other than aggression and determination, and will not always obey her creator, although she does most of the time.
Love Interest: Open
Appearance:
Alex is a little on the short side but her slim figure and black hair is quite attractive, especially when she wears makeup, accenting her bright blue eyes.
Personality:
Alex is a bit of a tomboy and she is definitely not shy. She has close friends of both genders and her outgoing nature helps her to make friends with almost anyone, although sadly, her openness about being a lesbian often deters many people from wanting to be her friend. Although she isn't the smartest kid in school, Alex has a lot of common sense, which is good because she knows what is appropriate to say or do at certain times, and what isn't. She has a fiery personality and can get worked up quite quickly about certain issues, but for the most part, she is easy to get along with. She also doesn't hesitate to speak her mind or offer her opinion when she feels that it could be useful.
Alex has known that she was different than most girls for as long as she could remember. While her friends spoke about cute guys, she would always wonder why they made such a big deal when she didn't think that they were actually that attractive at all. For awhile, she had no idea why she didn't feel the same way about guys that other girls seemed to, but then she began to figure it all out. They way they felt about cute guys, she began to feel for cute girls, she realized. As soon as she learned the word 'lesbian' and what it meant, she knew instantly that she was a lesbian. For awhile though, she hid her sexuality, but after some time, she began to find it difficult to keep her emotions for girls secret as she felt more and more attracted to them and decided that she could no longer keep it a secret. Since then, she has been very open about her sexual preference and isn't afraid to tell other girls if she likes them, especially if she thinks they may be bisexual or lesbian. She often gets a lot of crap for it, but Alex usually just lets it roll of her back. She has been raised to know that it's only her opinion that counts.
History:
Alex grew up in a kind, loving family, until one day, she came home from school and instead of her parents, she found police in her house. With a brief explanation that her parents were dead, they took her to live with her next of kin, her aunt and uncle. Both alcoholics, she suffered years of abuse and mistreatment from them. They only thought of her as a nuisance, and never bothered with her except when it was to discipline her actions. Things only got worse when they found out that she was lesbian because, being hardcore religious Catholics, they shunned homosexuality. They make Alex go to therapy sessions every week in hopes of "curing" her, although she knows that there is no way that's going to happen.
Other: None

[RainbowFinch]

Name: David Strong
Gender:Male
Age17 years old
Grade:11th Grade
Sexuality:
David knows he is gay; he has for a long time. Though he is comfortable with this fact he isn’t open about it. He would never come out first and tell somebody he is gay; though if people asked he would probably tell them. Most people would be shocked by the fact he dislikes woman.
Enhancements/Nonhuman characteristics:
David has increased speed and flexibility; moving with a nonhuman fluidity, almost cat like. He is what has been nicknamed a “Puppeteer” having the power to control humans in both mind and body. This power is limited to certain distances, making it a flaw in his original blueprint. He also has a slight ability in mind reading; physical contact is a must and then he only catches pictures and titbits. He very rarely obeys his creator and exhibits many different emotions other then aggression
Crush/Love Interest: Open
Appearance:
David is built for speed rather than strength. What some would call a swimmers build, he is lean with muscle and quick on his feet. Standing at his full height he reaches just above six foot. His hair is home chopped, rather messy but a gorgeous honey blonde colour with natural highlights and dark lights. His eyes are gray, though if you look closely there are flecks of blue around the pupils.
Personality:
He is quite a calm person, very little fazes him. He takes things in stride and goes with the flow. Most people see him as the good boy, the perfect child, and he hates being seen that way. He doesn’t drink or do drugs, because it ruins his judgment and makes him loose his wildly known control. A soft spoken boy; disliking both aggression and fighting. Do not think him a push over though, when he has to he can fight and stands a pretty good chance of winning.
History:
David is the child of a single mother. One day when he was four years old his father just vanished. Over the years he stopped asking questions about it; never getting a straight answer from his mother. Because she had no husband, David’s mother began working three jobs and was never home. Even to this day she is home very little, leaving David to his own devices. He pretends he doesn’t care but he does, wishing he had a real mother and knew what happened to his father all those years ago. When David was in junior high he was sexually abused by a teacher for about a year, he has never told anyone about it; he has tried to place it in his past but some nights he wakes up sick and scared like he used to be all the time years ago.
Other: None

Name: Samantha “Sam” Hudson
Gender:Female
Age:16 years
Grade:10th Grade
Sexuality:
Sam is straight, though her mind wanders often to what it would be like to be with a woman. She is terrified of these thoughts and pushes to prove she likes men. She often bashes and bullies people who are out about their sexuality, lashing out at them due to her own fears and her upbrining.
Enhancements/Nonhuman characteristics:
Enhanced in strength intellect and agility. She was built to be the perfect close combat weapon, trained in many styles of fighting. Though she does have emotions other then aggression and determination, those two drive her most of the time. Her only nonhuman ability is energy blasts. This ability takes a lot out of her, drawing from her own energy to create each powerful attack. She will obey her creator, though she questions and fights against him.
Crush/Love Interest: Open
Appearance:
Sam is beautiful, and she knows it. Her black hair falls to her waist; usually it is styled in one single long braid down her back. With a pale complexion and easily burned skin, she never can wear a tan. She is curvy, wide hips and a decent sized chest; she reaches 5’6 at her full height. Her eye colour is a chocolate brown.
Personality:
Fighting her attraction to woman, Sam has become quite easy. She will go from guy to guy without a second thought, and is seen as the school tramp. She doesn’t care at all though, outgoing and confident. She is one of the most popular girls in school; especially with the men. Though she is popular and has a big group of friends, she trusts none of them. Sam knows that in this world the only person you can trust is yourself. Quick to temper, she has gotten into many fights and even been arrested before. She smokes and drinks, finding it easier to deal with life that way.
History:
On the outside Sam has the perfect life. A mother and father still married, an only child, and she has tons of money. On the inside her life is falling apart. She first found out about her father’s affairs when she was 10, one day accidently walking in on him with his mistress. Sworn to secrecy by her father she has never told a soul about it. Her mother is a highly religious woman, hating men and women who say they are gay. She finds it wrong, disgusting and against God. This is influential to how Sam sees herself.
Other: None

Name: Jaxon “Jax” Colby
Gender: Male
Age:16 years old
Grade:11th Grade (skipped a grade)
Sexuality:
Jax is bisexual, he doesn’t care about genders as long as it is fun. He is open about his easy attitude toward both genders, never afraid to show just who he is. Jax is loud and proud.
Enhancements/Nonhuman characteristics:
Jaxon is highly intelligent, enhanced in both reasoning and deductive skills; as well as a flawless memory. He also exhibits enhanced strength; though it is not his best attribute. He has the ability to manipulate weather, tied into his emotions; he shows more emotions then aggression and determination. He does not obey his creator.
Crush/Love Interest: Open
Appearance:
Jaxon stands at 5 foot 9 inches; his build thin and wiry. He has natural white blonde hair; slightly curly that barley reaches the nape of his neck. His eyes are light blue, like a clear summer sky. They change when he uses his powers, varying from white to black depending on the type of weather he is creating. He has a tattoo of a black rose around his right bicep, and another tattoo of a storm on his back. He has his lip, both ears three times and above his left eyebrow pierced.
Personality:
Though Jaxon is highly intelligent he rarely acts like he knows better, a bad boy to the core. He drinks, smokes and does drugs. Doing whatever he pleases when he wants. Though you would think he would be an outcast his personality makes him easy to talk to and when he puts on the charm, he can make anyone fall for him. Jax doesn’t care what people think of him, sometimes even going out of his way to make people angry
History:
Jaxon lost both his parents in a fire when he was a toddler. Placed in childcare, he was bounced from foster home to foster home. At eight years old he was adopted, but the family couldn’t handle him and he was placed back into foster care. Always thought to have mental problems, it wasn’t till he hit high school that people realized the reason he was doing so badly was because he was bored. His high intelligence made him easily distracted and quick to bored, so he was placed in higher level classes and pushed up a grade. Jaxon still lives in a foster house, nobody wanting to adopt a teenage son, so he is just waiting until he is eighteen and can leave.
Other: None

Name: Levi King
Gender:Male
Age:18 years old
Grade:12th Grade
Sexuality:
Levi is straight. When younger he did experiment with the same gender but he soon realized that he preferred women. He has nothing against homosexual relationships.
Enhancements/Nonhuman characteristics:
Well rounded he was enhanced in strength agility and intelligence. His nonhuman ability is to “copy”, which means he can copy (for varying periods of time) another human or animals traits and abilities. Determination is his strongest emotion, though he has other emotions as well. He will not obey his creator.
Crush/Love Interest:Open
Appearance:
Levi has red hair, usually spiked up. He is pale in complexion and has many freckles over his face and other sections of his body. He stands exactly at six feet, with a broad and muscled build. His eyes are a bright green. With a slightly lopsided smile, and dimples, he is often called adorable.
Personality:
Levi is a popular, most of the time easy to get along with. He can be very pig headed at times though, with a never quit attitude. You never want to argue with him because he will never give him; if he wants something he will get it. Levi loves to gamble, doing anything on a dare or a bet. He is friendly to mostly everyone, though once you are on his bad side you will stay there.
History:
Levi grew up with his father, step-mother and step-sister. He has had a pretty easy life, good schools, never going hungry and a loving family. What more could he want? At age 15 his father asked him to get a job, and he did now working at the local gas station. He has dated quite a bit, enjoying the company of woman. He doesn’t smoke and very rarely drinks.
Other: None

[ZephyrWolf]

((Great characters! I was thinking that David and Thane, Samantha and Alexandria, Jaxon and Kai, and Levi and Hazel could end up together if you're okay with that. If not, then please let me know))

[RainbowFinch]

((It is perfect, I think they match well. I was already thinking around the same lines. I am free to write most of the night and next two days basicaly. My next shift isn't till Tuesday night; so just heads up about that. If you was wondering my time zone, I am in Eastern time zone.))

[ZephyrWolf]

((Oh wonderful! I won't be able to write until after I'm done trick-or-treating with my school's National Honor Society for canned goods, but after that I'll be free. I have school during the week though from 7-3 (roughly), and since I'm EST as well, things should match up well. The only thing is that I won't be home until really late Tuesday because I'm working the election polls to earn money for a government field trip.))

[RainbowFinch]

((Alright. I do my schooling online and work shifts during the week, usualy opening or closing. Tuesday I work late since it is a closing shift for me. Glad it works out nicley, same timezones help out. Have fun trick-or-treating. I wasn't sure if you wanted me to start or not.))

[ZephyrWolf]

((I think I'll start by having them being taken by the government agency that does the experiments if that's okay with you. Your characters don't have to have the same experiences as mine of course thought. And one other thing...I don't think any of the teens should know each other to start with))

~Kai~

Kai walked down the street, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his black hoodie. His eyes darted from person to person, as if he was scanning for someone. And indeed he was. Kai was looking for his buddy so he could get some of that new drug he had been raving about the other day. But as Kai looked around, the only person he saw was a man who had just gotten out of his truck. To his surprise, the man headed straight for him and when he was but a few feet away, Kai watched him open his coat and produce a syringe, filled with a clear liquid and topped with a needle. "What the...?" Kai said aloud, casting the man a wary glance.
"Isn't this what you're looking for boy? Here, go ahead and take it" he said, holding it out in his hand as if to give it to Kai. After a moment of hesitation, Kai reached for it, but the man swiftly pulled his hand away, driving the needle into his neck. Kai's eyes grew wide in pain and shock, but after just a second, his vision grew blurry and his head felt like it was spinning. "Now now, don't fight it young man. Just take it easy and it'll be all right..." the stranger cooed, catching Kai as his knees buckled. Kai tried to fight the man's grip, but he began to grow inexplicably tired and found that his limbs were as heavy as stones. As the boy drifted into unconsciousness, the man carried him to his truck and drove away without anyone seeing what had transpired.

~Hazel~

Hazel walked along the lonely street on her way home from school. She had missed the bus because her teacher held them after class on account of a couple obnoxious boys. Now, Hazel had to make the long trek home on foot since she was too young to drive yet, and didn't have a car anyway. Several cars zoomed past her, but none slowed down or stopped, although Hazel was sure that she knew several of the drivers. She had been walking for at least twenty minutes in the thirty degree weather and wasn't even close to halfway home when a car pulled up beside her. "Hey, do you need a ride?" asked a friendly-looking man who appeared to be in his mid-twenties. Hazel, being the trusting girl that she is, took the man's offer for what it appeared to be, a friendly gesture, and nodded gratefully. She opened the door and quickly hopped inside, rubbing her hands together vigorously to drive the cold away.
"Thanks...I live over on Maple Street" she told the man, gesturing in the direction that she lived. "Sure thing" he replied as he began heading that way. "Hey, you look a bit cold. You can have my hot cocoa...I just got got it at the McDonald's down the road...haven't even taken a sip yet!" he offered, handing her the inviting cup of steaming brown liquid. Hazel happily accepted it and withing a few minutes, she had about finished it off. Another couple minutes passed and Hazel began to feel content and even a bit drowsy. She blinked a few times as her eyes grew heavy with the urge to sleep and almost didn't notice when he passed her house. "Oh, sorry, that was my house back there, I guess I should've warned you" Hazel said, smiling politely. "I'm sorry...my bad. I'll just turn around and we'll be there in a moment" the man replied, although he had no intentions of doing so. The powder he had slipped in the cocoa before picking the girl up was beginning to take effect and less than a minute later, Hazel's mind was too foggy to realize what was happening or where she was. She just sat in the dazed, and after another few minutes, her eyes finally closed and she was asleep.

~Thane~

Thane tossed the can of beer he had just finished off to the side of the road as he walked back to his house. He had just come from his friend's party and although he had been determined not to drink this time the allure of the easy-to-get alcohol was too much for him and he decided that he would just have one...or two...or a few. As a matter of fact, Thane really didn't know how many he had drank, but he didn't care. He had been having a really bad week and the alcohol made everything better so he kept drinking until he was buzzed enough to forget all of it. Although he wasn't quite drunk, Thane was in no way in his right mind. He still had a sense of direction, but he was all but oblivious to the man that had been following him at a distance for quite some time. The man gained on Thane easily and within a moment, he was just feet behind the still-unaware teen. In one swift movement, he lunged forward, putting a cloth over Thane's nose, covering his mouth with a firm hand.
Thane stumbled at the unexpected force from behind and impulsively breathed through his mouth as something was put by his nose. But as his mouth was covered by the hand, it barely provided any oxygen and after a few labored breaths through his mouth, his body forced him to breath through his nose. He inhaled deeply, his oxygen-starved lungs demanding all that they could hold. Almost immediately, Thane felt dizzy and weak. His muscles lost their strength, sending Thane to the ground. The man kept the cloth on the boy's nose however, and as Thane breathed a second time, his vision faded to black and he drifted into unconsciousness as the stranger lifted Thane over his shoulder and hauled him back to the truck he had parked a couple blocks back.

~Alexandria~

Alex still had a smile on her face and laughter in her eyes as she exited the movie theater. She had decided to take a trip into the city for her eighteenth birthday. Although she was alone, she had a wonderful time and now, she walked to the edge of the street to hail a taxi to take her back home. To her surprise, there was already one sitting there, as if waiting just for her. Shrugging her shoulders, she all but bounced over to the cab and climbed in, glad of her good fortune. It usually took her five to ten minutes to get a dang taxi, but this time, she had finally gotten lucky. "2400 Wexford Drive please" she told the cab driver, who nodded in reply. They began driving down the busy streets of the bustling city, and Alex looked around, taking in the sights. She had been to the city before, but now she was eighteen...an adult. But one thing that struck her as odd was that there was a plexiglass sheet separating the front from the back. 'That's odd' Alex thought, although she shrugged it off. It wasn't like she had been in many cabs before, so she assumed that this was just a different type.
Alex began feeling uncomfortably cold after awhile and she asked the cab driver to turn the heat on. He obliged, and within a minute, Alex felt warmer. Another minute passed and it continued to get warmer. Alex felt as if she was wrapped in a blanket of heat and was becoming drowsy as a pleasant feeling enveloped her. Her mind became cloudy and her vision blurred as she got groggy. Her limbs grew heavy and her eyelids drooped. Alex's mind was too fuzzy to realize that it actually wasn't all that warm, and that the front of the cab was still as cold as before. The plexiglass divider separated the driver from the gas that was filling the back seat. As Alex's lungs and body filled with the substance, she became jncreasingly drowsy and after a little longer, was completely incapacitated. She was no longer able to move and get mind was almost non-functioning. All she felt was warmth, sleepiness, and sheer pleasure, as if she was high. But it was not long before Alex's eyes closed as a wave of sleep washed over her, stealing her away to unconsciousness.

[RainbowFinch]

((Alright I agree about the not knowing each other. Now to get my guys to the agency, what fun.))

- David -

When David arrived home his place was dark; but that was the normal occurrence. Arriving home alone with his mother out at one of her many jobs happened about everyday; it would have been a surprise is she was there. He had given up caring, his mother had been gone most of his life and he was used to having to go it alone. He moved down the short hallway into the dark living room, dumping his backpack on the chair at the same time reaching out to turn on the light. The room flooded with light; usually empty when his mother was working there was now a man sitting in the easy boy. David went stiff as their gazes locked. Had his mother left one of her many one night stands here? That was the first idea that popped into David’s mind; it was the only logical explanation for a man sitting in the dark in his living room. "Who are you?"David took a step backwards, toward the hallway and the door; just in case.
The man smiled slowly and pushed himself up, "ah David, you are a little late are you not?" He glanced down at his watch, then back up. "Doesn't matter, we can make up time later."
David took another step backwards, keeping himself calm. If he decided to freak out right now, it would probably end up with him being dead. "I have no idea what you are talking about," he shifted his weight, ready to make a run for it.
The man smiled a little, "you will soon enough," he said. A hand slid into his jacket pocket, pulling something out of it. David didn't see what, he had turned and bolted for his door. He hit it hard, scrambling with the locks. Unlatching the last one, he was about to throw the door open when something hit him; pinning him hard to the door. Adrenalin pumped through him, a will to survive the attack and he struggled. Elbow connecting into a stomach, heel crushing toes, but nothing seemed to work as a wet cloth slapped across his face nose and mouth. The smell hit him first; he coughed and hacked, struggling harder and harder. But as the fumes filled his lungs the dizziness started. His limbs became heavy and the world began to blur and fade. With one last futile effort, he jerked himself sideways, from the door and his attacker, hitting the floor hard as he slipped into unconsciousness.

- Samantha -

She was drunk. Completely and utterly drunk; not that she cared one bit mind you. Giggling uncontrollably to herself, she stumbled into the lawn of someone’s house, taking a little tumble and landing square on her butt. Behind her the sprinklers snapped on, timed to go off during the night. This made her only laugh harder, as she sat there getting soaking wet. Like a little child she raised her hands to the water coming down at her, throwing her face back into the cool water. In mere minutes she was soaked to the bone, the little clothing she wore clung even tighter to her body.
"Are you alright Miss?" The man’s voice snapped her out of her little giggle fest and she looked down, staring into very dark eyes. She tilted her head to the side, trying to get the person to focus. With what she could actually take in, he was cute, she liked cute guys. "I am perrrffffect." She purred and flashed a smile; this was just what she needed tonight.
He was laughing at her now, and Samantha would normally have slapped him but she was too far gone to really care. She grabbed the hand he extended for her, stumbling as she got to her feet. Laughing as she collided with him, looking up toward his face. He was talking again, at least his mouth was moving; but she couldn't quite figure out what. The next thing she knew she was in a car, his car she was guessing; going to what she hoped was his place. A few minutes later she was fast asleep in the passenger seat, the warmth of the vehicle and the heavy intake of alcohol making it pretty easy for her to doze off. But it had made the man’s job much easier.

- Jaxon -

Jaxon was having a good time until the cops arrived to break the party up. He had taken his usual exit route, over a couple fences and through many backyards. It had been a good party, especially a certain brunette he had been getting friendly with. Too bad he hadn't gotten his number. Oh well, what was done was done. He looked down at his watch, it wasn't too late yet and he was barley buzzed. Maybe there was another party around here somewhere; it wasn't the quietest part of town after all. Turning the corner, already choosing the place he would try, he ran right into a cop car. Instinct kicked in and he turned to run, but he had been spotted.
"Hey boy!" Jaxon stiffened at the call, knowing that if he ran now they would certainly arrest him. So shoving his hands into his pockets he slowly turned back to the cop. He was leaning against the hood of his car, but once Jaxon turned to face him he pushed himself up and moved his way. "What are you doing out here this late?"
Jaxon put on his best good boy look and shrugged a little, "just taking a walk, getting some air you know." If he had to guess he would guess the cop was a Rookie, lucky for him the newbie’s always seemed to let you off easier. The cop nodded, giving him a thorough once over with his eyes. "There was a bust just down the street from here," he said slowly and Jaxon felt his stomach clench. Damnit, maybe this guy wasn't a Rookie. "If you could just come to the station for questioning, it would be very helpful." Jaxon would have cursed, but he had to at least pretend to the last minute he had not been at that party. "Sure Officer," he forced a smile as he moved to the cop car, slipping into the back seat. He had been in here before, at least this time he wasn't cuffed. A ride to the station would only take a few minutes, and if he was having any luck tonight he would be out of there in an hour; hopefully everything would turn out like planned. It didn't, minutes later they zoomed past the station. 'Hey you passed it," he reached forward, knocking on the safety glass between them. The officer didn't reply, staring straight ahead. Jaxon pulled his hand back as the cold uneasiness filled him; something was wrong, seriously wrong. He yanked his seatbelt off, and grabbed the door handle. It wasn't one of his most intelligent ideas, the door was locked from the outside and there was no escape from the back of a cop car unless you had a gun or some sort of miracle. Never the less he slammed his shoulder into the door, yanked at the handle, over and over again. With each time he got weaker, his breathing got shallower; struggling to get air into his lungs. The car seemed suddenly lacking air; he coughed and gasped, tried to breath. How stupid could he have been? He punched his first into the window, knuckles splitting open, one last effort to escape. It didn't work and he slumped forward, into utter darkness.

-Levi -

Levi couldn't quite remember what happened, he could barley even register where he was. The back of a car maybe? He tried to rise from the heavy suffocating darkness that enveloped him. He had been drugged, that much he was sure of, why else would he be unable to fully wake up or move. He was jerked suddenly, something keeping him from tumbling forward or backwards. Was he even sitting straight up? He wasn't sure of that either. Levi tried to remember what had happened, he had just said goodbye to his friends; he had been going home. His memory seemed to skip then; he had missed his buss and had taken to walking. Another skip and he was fighting with someone, had he been jumped? Whoever it had been, was quick, they had stuck him with some kind of needle. Next thing he remembered was waking here; well waking wasn't the proper term he supposed. He was barley registering reality, slipping in and out.
"I think he is coming out of it.' The voice was very far off, very muffled. There was a reply, the echo of a sound but no words. Levi tried to open his eyes, to see who was talking but they were so heavy. Somebody grabbed his hand, he couldn't fight back. There was a soft sting and then he dropped again, reality shattered and he hit unconsciousness once more; every thought evaporating,

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~Kai~

Kai woke up some time later, although the effects of the drug that had been jammed into his neck still clung to him. His vision was clouded and his thoughts were hazy. As he looked around, he saw nothing but the color white, and a few strange metallic surfaces that made him think of a hospital. But this was somewhere that he had never been. Ordinarily, Kai would likely be throwing a fit, trying to figure out what was going on, but the drug meddled with him, making him too unaware to care. He merely laid where he was for awhile, until he heard a faint noise. He saw the dark outline of some person approach him, but he couldn't make out any features through his strangely blurred vision. "He's awake" Kai heard a voice call out. Although the man was right next to him, it sounded far away and muffled, although it was just the effect of the drug. A few more men came in withing a minute and approached Kai as well, although the first guy returned with some needle-looking device. Strangely enough, Kai felt indifferent, unable to realize what they were likely going to do with it. He felt a faint pressure on his arms and legs as they strapped him down, although he seemed disconnected from his body. 'Wow...what kind of drug did that man give me?' he wondered vaguely just before he felt a small prick in his forearm.
The men surrounding Kai murmured softly to one another but he couldn't make out what their muffled voices were saying. 'I.V. Experiment, Test, Fluid' he was able to make out, although none of that made any sense to him in the fragmented order he heard them. But they did indeed mean something. The prick he had felt was an I.V. line being inserted for when they would inject the fluid in just a few minutes. But first, they gave Kai another, smaller dose of the drug from earlier so that he would be on the brink of unconsciousness...they key to a successful experiment. The serum wouldn't take hold in his body if he wasn't on the verge, or it would overtake his body and make him die. Neither outcome was good, as it wasted money and a perfect test subject, so it was just best to get it right.
The already-dazed Kai began feeling heavy and stiff as the drug flowed through his body in renewed quantity. His vision was reduced to almost pure white, with just a dazzle of color where there was bright light. He could hardly even see the outline of the men now, and he heard nothing except for the faraway sounds of their voices, not even able to understand the simplest of words. His thoughts clouded and he lost all ability to think or reason, reducing him to a completely incapacitated state. His eyelids even began to flutter as he experienced the heavy sedation that barely left him conscious. And all of this occurred in the matter of two minutes and once the men were satisfied that he was at the point they wanted him to be at, they injected the fluid through the I.V. port in his forearm.

~Hazel~

Hazel's eyes fluttered open as she awoke some time later, finding herself in a strange place. She spotted the man that had offered her the ride home across the room and she relaxed, trusting that he had an explanation. "Oh, I see you're awake" he said cheerily, a warm smile on his face. "You see, there was a bad storm and I had to pull off the road...you had fallen asleep so I carried you inside. We should be cleared to leave soon" he explained, his charming smile making Hazel believe every word of his complete lie. "And I got you something to drink...it's not much but it should be fine for awhile" he offered, handing her a glass of lemonade which she happily accepted. Her mouth was unusually dry and she downed the sweet drink in minutes, handing him back the empty glass.
Almost immediately afterwards, Hazel began feeling drowsiness seep into her body once more, forcing her to yawn and her eyes to grow heavy with sleep. "I'm...I'm feeling a bit tired..." Hazel murmured almost inaudibly, barely able to keep her eyes open. Her mind became muddled and she felt as if she was in a fog, dazed and sleepy. She barely noticed when the man came to her side and gently grabbed her arm. She didn't see the needle in his other hand, although she did feel a small prick that made her grow slightly more aware. "Don't worry dear, just relax...sleep if you're tired..." he murmured softly in a low, soothing voice that calmed Hazel down. But she didn't become any sleepier, so after a minute, the man grabbed a vial full of powder and mixed it with some water sitting nearby, drawing the liquid to Hazel's lips. "Here, drink this...it'll help prevent you from getting a cold from when you were out walking alone" the man encouraged, easily persuading the drowsy teen to do as he said.
Hazel reached for the glass obediently, but fumbled with it so the man tipped it to her lips, making it easy for her to drink the few small sips in the glass. At that point, the room began to fall away as Hazel was overwhelmed with a sudden urge to sleep. "I...I think I need to, to um...to take a nap" Hazel stammered, barely able to keep her thoughts together as her mind whirled. "Sure sweety, go right ahead...I'll wake you when it's time" the man said in a soothing tone, stroking her hair gently and sweeping his hand over her eyes, closing her already-drooping eyelids. Hazel tried to say something in reply but all that came out was an incoherent babble before another wave of sleep crashed over her, pulling her to the verge of unconsciousness. That was when the man drew out a syringe filled with a liquid and injected it into her I.V. line as soon as he strapped her down to the bed.

~Thane~

Thane moaned as he woke up. His head was throbbing painfully, obviously a result of drinking more than his fair share of beer the previous night. Shielding his eyes from the harsh light, he observed that he was in a white room that looked strikingly like a hospital. Wanting to get a better look around, Thane tried to get up, but quickly realized that the reason he couldn't move was due to the four strong straps that held his legs and arms pinned to the hospital bed-like gurney he was lying on. 'Great...I knew I shouldn't have had that last can...' he thought, wondering what he had gotten himself into. After a few minutes, a man came in to the room, holding several objects in his hand. He approached Thane with a neutral expression, placing the foreign objects out of the boy's sight before he got a good look at them. "Seems you have quite a high level of alcohol in your blood young man...dangerous levels in fact. Don't worry though, there's a very simple way to change that so you aren't in danger from it. Just cooperate and everything will be fine" he instructed Thane. Now that he mentioned it, Thane wasn't feeling all that well...kind of nauseous and definitely not himself.
So as the man, who Thane thought to be a doctor, told him to close his eyes and just relax, Thane did so without protest. It seemed harmless enough to him. He was proven wrong however, when he felt the coolness of a damp cloth suddenly pressed over his nose and mouth. As he gasped in surprise, his deep inhalation of the fumes made him start choking, and as he struggled to fill his lungs harder and harder, the gaseous fumes, not oxygen, concentrated in his lungs, making him feel light-headed and dizzy. He panicked, but that only made him breath in more of the fumes. His head felt as if it were spinning and the world seemed to fall away. His limbs grew as heavy as stone and his mind was blanketed in darkness, making him unable to do anything more than breath. The man smirked as he saw Thane spiral into semi-consciousness in a matter of seconds, and it was only another moment before he had the I.V. in Thane's arm and the liquid injected into it.

~Alexandria~

Alex woke up groggy and confused, but she soon realized that she was in an all-white room in some unknown hospital or something. She tried sitting up, but she was too lightheaded and she collapsed back down to the stretcher-type bed she was lying on. "Help...I can't get up" she called hoarsely. To her surprise, someone must've heard her, because the door opened and a man entered with a friendly, helpful smile. "Don't worry, you were just in a little accident, that's all. You'll be fine in a little while" he explained. 'An accident?!' Alex wondered, confused. Then she remembered that she had taken a taxi home and concluded that the cab must've crashed or something. "My chest hurts a bit" she complained as her lungs ached to take in the air it had been lacking from the gas-filled backseat. "It's quite alright...a bit of oxygen should do the trick for your lungs" he said, smiling kindly as he brought a mask to Alex's face and strapped it on.
He flipped a switch and oxygen began to flow, indeed making her feel better. She didn't hear the second click though as the man turned on another switch, which let the same gas as earlier flow into the mask instead of oxygen. There was no difference in the odor though, so Alex kept gulping in the air, unaware that it was no longer oxygen. She began to feel pleasantly warm and content. So much so that she didn't realize her breathing had increased. She felt drowsy and her eyes fluttered, her body growing lethargic and seemingly heavy. She barely realized that her vision and hearing faded into almost nothing, as her mind was dragged into a state of semi-consciousness. The prick of the I.V. went unnoticed and the man injected the fluid through the port in one swift movement.