The alarms were sounding, screaming incoherent words at him. Doctor David could not focus with all the commotion. His pencil lead snapped as a harsh pounding echoed against the fire resistant door.
'God damn it." He cursed loudly, hissing as air slipped past his thin lips. He pushed the paper away from him and slammed his pencil onto the tabletop.
'What is it?" He screamed at the door.
'Doctor, Doctor David." A man screamed. 'She is loose! She is loose! I repeat she is loose!"
David could barely make out the sounds of chaos passed his steel sanctuary. He could faintly hear the sounds of gunfire and the wild screams of his fellow comrades. He stumbled away from his desk nearly tripping on some loose wires. His large hands covered the doorknob and he fingered at the handle before settling into what was most comfortable for him. Then he ripped it open ready to scream at the man who dared to interrupt him.
'Becks." He replied.
'Doctor! You need to...you need to get out of here!" The urgency in his tone made the Good Doctor want to slap the silly right out of him.
'You need to get out of here, she is coming, and she is loose!"
'Becks calm down. You are making little to no coherent sense." Doctor David nearly growled. Gunfire echoed around the east corridor, the weapons spit bullets at a target he could not see. Screams took over the alarms, over the military soldiers voices.
'Experiment 13, Experiment 13 she's broken past the guard. I...I do not know what is happening! Bodies are exploding; they are just bursting into pieces! The containment unit is covered in gore! This is a Class A alert...she's...she's...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...." The radio went dead, and static clicked over the air.
'Sir." Becks said leaning in to get the Doctor to pay attention to him. 'Time is not on our side here, it is only a matter of time till she is here!"
David did not seem to register what Becks was saying to him. More soldiers rushed past them, the thumping of their boots was like a war drum sounding.
'Becks see to it that the good Doctor escapes from here in one piece."
The boy nodded his head solemnly. If the Doctor would only pay attention to him, that would make his task much easier. However, the Doctor seemed interested in everything else but him.
'Let's go David." Becks said.
'I can't." He answered. 'All my work is here, my Chimera's, my creations, my lively hood. I cannot just abandon it." He said stubbornly, childishly.
'Who cares about all of that?" Becks yelled. 'What good is your work if you are dead?!"
Becks reached over and grabbed David by the collar yanking him forward. 'We are getting the hell out of here."
More anguish, it was closer this time. Soon they would be the ones caught in the middle. 'Stop, Stop!" David said. 'My work!"
He pushed Becks back, yanking himself free from the younger staffs grasp. He took a few steps back and fixed his lab coat. 'I need to collect my work,
I've put years into this place, and I am not going to let it all burn down just so I can start all over."
"You fool. You are on your own." Becks said. He took a step back and shook his head. He ran down the hallway disappearing around a corner.
David chuffed loudly in the direction the young boy went and turned looking in both directions. He was assessing the safest route to his laboratory. He ran down the hallway, and it brought him closer to the action but it was the fastest way to reach his destination. He was breathing hard and fast, part of that was from fear and another part of that was from adrenaline. He was hard just thinking about his perfect experiment.
She always made him so excited, just the thought of his experiment and he had 'cracked a fat.'
The sprinklers were on, no thanks to the irritating alarm system. The noise had turned into a dull screech, one that he did his best to ignore. Somewhere in the building fires were burning, they would soon turn to explosions that would then turn the building inside of itself. He knew he had some time. The doors would automatically lock to contain the fire, but for a Psionicist that would not slow her down any.
Cords were hanging down from the roof; some were live, while others were dead. He avoided them as they came, he could not die here in this place, like this. Everywhere he passed, blood smeared the walls, and the dead littered the floor. Some were whole while others were not.
'Magnificent." He grinned. 'Absolutely magnificent."
David was not paying attention to where he was walking and slipped on a puddle of blood, he hit his head on a cart and swore loudly as his ass hit the floor. His hand cupped the breast of a dead intern; he recognized the color of her skin. He had fantasized about her hourglass shape not an hour earlier. She had an ass that begged to be spanked. Damn, he felt sorry she was dead he could have tapped that. She had been hitting on him, asking him, begging him to fuck her. Too bad she was a pile of pieces now.
'Perfection..." He giggled. 'Oh right. I have a job to do."
Glancing one more time at the intern, he got up and wiped his hand on his pants. Then he rubbed his head, there was a little bit of blood, he might have a minor concussion but it was nothing a man like David could not handle. He set his large hand on the pad and let the automated system scan his prints.
'Welcome Doctor David, authorization granted." The door hissed open and the lights flickered unsteadily. He knew that the power would soon fail, so he had to hurry. This building would not last much longer.
'Hello Eloise."
'Hello David. What can I do for you today?" The computer asked politely.
'Copy all the system data onto a disk, as well as the experiment files." He replied pacing some.
'System Copy in progress. Data uploading to disk, experiment files to follow." Came Eloise's childish voice.
'Delete data from original system." David ordered.
'Copy finished David." Eloise said. 'Delete in progress."
David pocketed the disk after ogling it a moment. 'All my research is on here. How you are built too Eloise."
'Am I going to die?" The A.I asked.
'Yes, but I will see you again Eloise. I promise."
Eloise giggled. 'It's a promise!"
'Goodbye David." Eloise said.
'Goodbye." The doctor replied glancing back at the laboratory. He moved to the concealed door and pulled open a book. Inside the book was a small computer pad, where he entered a pass code only he knew existed. The wall cracked open with a heavy groan and he pushed open the door.
David slipped down the stairs; the walls were lined with small televisions hooked up to cameras. Most of the cameras were non-functioning, but there were two still working. Though working was irrelevant now, what did it matter? He was not going to stop too watch, but movement captured his eye and he turned.
There she was! His experiment 13. His pants tightened in the crotch as his penis hardened at the thought of her. Even now, she was his. His hand went to the bulge in his pants and he rubbed the spot with his long fingers. He shuddered and felt a sigh slip past his lips. He let his fingers thumb open the zipper clumsily and his junk fell into his hand. He pulled at the skin moving his hand up and down the shaft.
He leaned in closer to see while he worked on his erection. The men left alive were trying to shoot her down, kill her on the spot. However, the bullets came to an impasse and stopped before they reached her body. The men were afraid; some of their legs were shaking badly, while others had pissed themselves. They were facing a monster, a monster the doctor helped create.
David moaned his shaft twitching and he moved his hand over the head of his penis. He used his other hand to hold himself up on the wall and thrust his hips forward. As the bullets fell to her feet, his breath hitched and he shivered with a carnal pleasure. He squealed with sheer delight at the show. He saw the soldiers being torn to shreds, invisible hands grabbing at different parts of their bodies and simply ripping them open. It was as if she were shredding paper, flawless, easy, and divine.
Blood, brain and bone exploded in a sea of violence. It was at that moment that David relieved himself.
'Ahhhh." He whimpered like a puppy, cum rolling down his shaft to cover his hand in sticky sweetness. He was quivering and then he started to laugh again.
His laughter was cut short when he saw her glance to the camera. She saw him. He knew she did. He was so excited his smile broadened, like the Cheshire cat. His shoulders shook with happiness and he licked his lips.
'Yes, yes, I know you see me. Take a good long look. We will be seeing each other again, you and I." He said panting.
She held his gaze for a long time before the war drum of footsteps drew her out of her reverie.
'Stop." The commander said. 'Surrender now!"
She cocked her head to the side in response to the high-ranking officer. She lifted her hand spreading her fingers outward. The wires hissed to life like deadly vipers, striking the soldiers down, one by one. The commander watched as the ends of the wires tore the flesh of his comrades, their blood bathing him in death and gore. He let out a war cry that could have rocked the heavens and staggered forward; which quickly became a run and then a leap.
He slammed into the barrier and pounded at it angrily with his bare fists, even as his body was being stripped away of its flesh. Watching it was like peeling back the layers of an onion. Layer upon layer was pulled away from him; flesh became dust, his heart exploding under stress. He spat blood and felt his eyes roll back into his head mouth hanging open. He fell onto the floor with a wet thump.
She walked through the human waste with the wires dragging behind her.
David put himself back in his pants after wiping the excess cum off his hands. He gave the monitor one last glance before turning away and heading into the dark. He could hear the quiver of the beams, the screech of the metal twisting, and the roar of explosions. Fire consumed the drywall eating it up in its wake. Glass shattered from heat and the ceiling began to break away and collapse into itself.
He slammed into the door and threw himself out just as the dust and fire spit debris at him. He started to sputter and it became a frenzy of laughter and madness. He screamed to the world his heroism, his victory, his delight.
Then as suddenly as he started, he stopped. He had not heard the crack or the breaking of his skull. He stumbled forward feeling a wave of nausea hit him. He turned catching himself, his eyes falling on his attacker.
"B...Becks."
Darkness descended on him, he felt himself getting lighter and lighter. His knees gave way and his body hit the cold hard ground with a thump.
David awoke slowly; his human consciousness was muddled and confused. However, he registered he was behind bars. Had someone found him? Was he under arrest? Who was standing only a few paces in front of him? He tried to reach for the bars but his fingers were not working. He tried to grasp why but as he gazed down at his hands, he saw paws.
He tried to speak but nothing but garbled noise came out.
'It's alright David, Everything is alright now."
The End.