Chemica Utopia
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It is natural that all cities progress and expand in both technology and size. People create and evolution occurs through the years, it is inevitable, and yet...every once in a while the human race can conjure something that it cannot control, and in the midst of this creation it can summon terrible evil and fear. Many years ago people began to be born with the abilities of the animals they evolved with, only rare cases would ever show physical changes but when provoked some would change until they could barely even be called human.
Athetica had progressed like all other cities though what was different is that they did not embrace these changed, they shunned them. Deep below the marble buildings and high monuments somehow nestled between the sky scrapers and research labs of the modern world, lived the underbelly ran by the military. They saught to kidnap and train those born with such an abilitiy, the entire undercity was dedicated to a world of these trained weapons, bionic master pieces. It was seen as a School of some sorts, a Military foundation whos only purpose was to train these innocents to kill for the sake of killing. The base was called Chemica Base 131 and was not known by those of low status in the community, the common people of the world, only of those in the high ranks who held all the money and power. Those good enough were sold as weapons to individuals for a high price. They watched there master as a normal human but only the master would know the word or action to trigger the instincts to the surface to protect them.
Amalia had been normal until about the age of ten when she began to show signs of her abilities, her eyes began to change first. She could see perfectly in the dark which though was conforting confused in her majorly when it first began. Then little by little, until one day her friend was threatened by local thugs and before she knew it, she had sprouted ears, a tail, her hands morphers to paws and furr covered her up to her elbows on her arms and she was biting into the neck of the boy. Within forty eight hours the military appeared at her door. Managing to escape and hide for a many years, but was captured eventually and thrown into Chemica 131. It was not the most uncomfortable place to be, the training was vigorous but interesting in how she learnt to fight. She wore a black collar around her neck to symbolise her 'rank'. She hated the fact they knew everything about her, more than what she knew about herself. Her trigger...that one piece of information noone was supposed to know was exposed as easily as when she was eight, now they could make her fight if she wanted to or not. The 'academy' section was large but it also had gardens, artificial light (obviously due to it being underground) as well as homes for the 'specimens' and various other little things you would find in a city or town.
She sat in the gardens section on the edge of a fountain, her feet dipping into the water and splashing scaring the tiny fish that swam around the circular base. Her long blood red hair flowed to the bottom of her back, her eyes a piercing green with cat like slits for pupils to show the animal she had inherited the traits of. Her skin was slightly tanned in the light and she wore a basic strappy tank top and skirt. A thick belt around the top with a little bag on the side. Upon her head, flicking back and forth were a pair of get black ears with a white tip, matching the long black and white tail that elegantly moved on the floor as she watched the fish. As they continued to force her powers to surface she noticed it had become harder and harder to make her attributes receed, until one day she just couldn't make the ears and tail vanish. Not realising the soft purr she was making as she watched the fish she would never know how stereotypically cat like she looked. Though she wouldn't care either way. She was enjoying the fake sun in this base, and decided she was going to make the most of it. After all noone got out of here....without being sold anyway...
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The 'residents' of the underground were vast. There were many of all different sizes and shapes but this one was rather unusual. He didn't show any signs or animalistic traits on him or even on his skin; he looked almost completely normal apart from his eyes which were an almost bright yellow. The base didn't look like the right place for him at all, he was definitely talented at standing out in the gardens quite well compared to all the others who could be found. Nobody knew where he came from or what his origin was, they didn't even know what kind of family he came from or why they had dumped him in such a place as Chemica 131. He was indeed a happy looking guy, very happy looking.
His figure was slim and tall. He wore a red bandana on the back of his head in a very tight fashion, a black jacket that looked too short for his body with a white shirt underneath. He sported black gloves that had holes for his index and middle finger, a golden-buckled belt with baggy blue jeans and large trainers. He definitely didn't look like the typical kind to be hanging around in such a place but the necklace around his neck told otherwise; it was shapped like a backwards sharp 'C' with a red gem in. His long swept fringe of black hair, scarred right cheek and his skateboard riding antics generally gave the impression that he would be better off on the surface but he obviously belonged down there; it was strange that nobody had confiscated it.
He rode around on his skateboard with a happy expression on his face, pulling off the odd trick or two. He spotted the strange girl beside the fountain but instead of stopping his skateboarding around her he rode up onto it, skidded his skateboard across the water before doing a rolling jump over and down onto the ground, catching his skateboard before it hit the ground, "You're a strange sight! You're not thinking of eating those are you?" he commented with a rather smug laugh; it seemed the only reason he actually talked to her was because she was in his path...or he might had been interested in her.
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He grinned even more, whether it was how she sat or the stare she gave him he seemed to find fun in it. He picked up his skateboard in one hand and span it on his finger; his strength seemed definitely 'different' to one who would be on the surface, "Oh what? Really? Unique? Never heard of it! Not down here anyways..." he said before catching his skateboard; he tossed it on the ground and stood on it with one foot. He eyed her up and down slowly, studying her. He didn't quite expect her to actually talk back in such a nice way; he kind of hoped that she'd at least chase him giving him his daily thrill.
He wasn't sure what it was with her that made him talk to her in the first place, he usually went after guys and got them to chase him; this girl wasn't even making an effort or anything. It was on the back of his tag that his serial number existed; it was 216638FR. He seemed slightly taken back by the word 'strange', he jerked and raised his hands, "Daww you caught me! I don't look like most of you here", he said in a cheeky tone, "I'm not a soldier...why would I want to be? Hah! What a silly thing to suggest". He was always smiling, he didn't seem to be bullying at all, "Truth be told...my name is Sam...I am not interested in my specialities! Why should I be? They just want to rank us after all."
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Sam shrugged and sorted his bandana, giving it a quick tightening, "Ehhh you know...I'd rather a kind one as much as anyone would! I'm just not picky like they are..." he said in a smug tone; he would had liked to had been a soldier if they weren't so evil. He watched her movements closely, he was used to people moving in strange ways but he wasn't quite expecting her to challenge him to his face. He stared at her for a second, and pressed his foot down hard on his skateboard, "A secret huh? What if you wi-HEY!" She had gone before he even expected it but eventually he did go himself. He pushed his foot hard on the ground and began to gain speed very rapidly.
His position on his board was low, he was using aerodynamics to move faster. He pressed his hand onto the ground to turn with speed, ~This is what I was wanting! Why shouldn't I look up?~ he thought, smirking. He gave a quick glance up at her position and almost immediately he bounced up on his board and straight onto the fence, grinding it, "What you think that'll give you edge??" he said as he bounced on it, pulling off tricks as if second nature, "You said nothing about using other ways!" The next flip he did he began to fire off small flames, little flashes of hot light, "I'm going to win and find out what that secret is!"
He bounced back onto the ground and sped up again, trying his best to get in front of her. He was very competitive in races, he loved anything that gave him a thrill. He couldn't understand why she was being so nice to him, even his true form would scare people away even though that rarely happened.
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With Amalia still in his grasp he moved over to where Sam fell and looked down placing his boot harshly on his chest to wind him. "If you weren't such a wreckless fool you would not have to suffer the training...." he clicked his fingers and several soldiers moved in to pick up Sam and escort him to the Training facility for the punishment. Releasing Amalia he smiled as he moved closer to her, running his fingers into her hair and placing his cheek on hers so he could whisper 'This is only the beginning...' Her eyes widened with disgust before she felt the blow to her stomach. Her fist landed in her stomach with such force she instantly flopped forward unconcious. He picked her up in his arms wanting to deliver her personally. "All in a days work.." he reported into his head set "Capture successful, no unnecessary force needed, Trigger permission invalid to team bar me...I keep the authority of use until further notice, over" he said as his head set crackled. "Afirmative, see you back at headquaters, good job" the headset replied back, the same woman as before. ~I want to see how much Amalia has improved...And just exactly what that boy can do...What an interesting day~ he thought devilishly as he thudded back to the training area.
He simply threw her onto the cold stone of the training cell that lead into the area where they released various beasts to test. After a few minutes her eyes flickered and a wave of pain and nausea swept over her. When her eyes had focused she lifted her top to above the navel to see the large purple bruise he had left behind "Jerk..." she said rubbing it sorely. She knew where she was, she knew exactly where she was, and wasn't going to waste her energy moving until she had to. ~That dam Siva...I can't believe he did this again!.....bastard...~ she hated that man with a passion, for years he had been tormenting her, following her. She normally could escape him but today she was too distracted "I guess this is what I get for having fun..."
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"Ah! What where?" Sam was startled, he stopped his stretching and looked around before sitting down on his board, "Uhh...yeah! Yeah I'm okay. Not my first time being in here!" he said as he gave his arms a stretch, "I don't know what kind of punishment this is, being thrown into this...it's so easy! Punishment is a lot worse..." He had no idea why he was here; what kind of punishment was this? It was a rubbish one for him, he needed to just wait around for whenever he'd be released, "Uhh...the bullets uhh...no, I'm not hurt! I'm fine, just a bit of a buzz is all!" he said as he flattened his hair, it was completely standing on end, "I just want to go to bed now, I need a good loooooong nap", he stretched his arms out. He slowly stood up and hopped onto his skateboard, he felt he needed to get his spirit back up so he decided to do a few tricks while he waited.
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