Project Sonadow

~Testing my temper or my skill?~

Shyla let out a playfull laugh when Elysium dragged her to his small desk with light scratches belonging to his own claws and one bullet dent. He pulled out three sheets of messy artwork papers and gave it to her with an overexaggerated smile and his small tail wagging behind him. He was definitely proud of himself. Shyla only smiled and praised him for his childish art, patting him over the head with a proud smile of her own.

"Now, aren't you the most talented little fella i know? Lets hang these papers on your walls later for everyone to see your wonderful work whenever they come in, hm?"

Shyla spoke with a happy attitude and placed Elysium's work back onto the table before looking back at the officer once he spoke up.

"You're not serious, are you? Just going to embarrass the poor thing just like that? Just to be laughed at if anyone else saw those childish drawings?"

Elysium grew angrier once the officer spoke to her with such disrespect. He stepped up, making his quills glow a brighter shade of red with the angrier he got. Shyla only tried to reach for Elysium's arm to calm him down to keep another unbearable episode of destruction to take place.

"Now, now Ely, lets not get too feisty. Im sure James was just worried about other people making fun of you and bullying you, he wouldn't want to upset you, now would he?"

She spoke and glared to Officer James with a concerned and angrier expression. Hoping that he would just drop it and actually go with what she was suggesting. The officer, on the other hand, rolled his eyes and dropped his gun to his side, giving Elysium a nod, which didn't seem serious at all. He spoke up once more.

"Shouldn't we be going now? If we get to the training section later than Elysium is asked to be there, then we would be the one sitting in cells and eating dog food. Now lets go!"

Elysium snarled and huffed to his sarcasm while Shyla laughed a bit. Taking Elysium by the paw and leading him out of his room. She made sure to lock his door behind them before following the officer toward the training section which was on the west side of the base. She was sure to keep Elysium close to her and that he wouldn't try wondering off again like last time. It was a struggle for her, but she managed. The trio moved through the halls, passing multiple scratches and bullet dents in the walls, some belonging to Elysium's claws, and some marks belonging to other creatures of the facility. Though he never really saw them, he knew they were in the base and that he wasn't the only one. The claw marks were old and new, each aging different from the other while some scratched over one another and even breaking off some of the white marble tiling from patch to patch. It was eerie to Elysium, passing by so many new claw marks. It made him unsure if he was safe of not, not knowing how strong he actually was.

The officer lead them into another section of the facility, this time being much darker than the rest of the building. The inner walls were a dark grape-like purple with soft foamy fabric that was, somehow someway, fire and waterproof. But definitely not bullet or blade proof due to the slashes left behind by previous training sessions. The hall was huge compared to what he was used to. He let go of Shyla's hand and pulled both paws to his chest while carefully walking into the cold and damp environment, clearly a lot more nervous than he thought he would be. The lights were a lantern-like orange with the sound of fans coming from the ceiling, connected to airvents that tunneled through the entire facility. He trailed slowly behind Shyla and James before hearing two clunks behind him, which made him jump a bit and turn his head to see the heavy doors closed behind them. He turned his head back, dropping his ears back down, which making his eyes seem wider than they already were.

Another scientist stood in the middle of the room, waiting for the trio to arrive near him. This scientist had a small holographic monocle that hooked over his ear. His jet black hair was gelled back, and his hazel eyes were definitely not something to miss while wearing a tight training suit. Despite the boots he wore, he seemed much taller than Officer James, and that was surprising even for Elysium. The scientist stood with his shoulders pressed back and his spine straightened with his legs pressed together in a formal gesture. His hands held something behind his back, makimg him evem more intimidating if he wasn't already. Elysium hid behind Shyla, pulling both paws over one of her legs as a sheild to protect himself from the older scientist, his head only peeking out a little to look up at the smug expression on his dark face. Officer James looked down to see Elysium's fearful and shy behavior, making him a bit upset.