Shula was the first to be ushered into the room with heavy restraints. Metal encased almost every inch of her body, from her hands to her tail. She had been blind-folded but she knew where she was headed; the bonding room. The demon had a short examination- not even the restraints could deter her from struggling. The last thing she wanted to go through was another painful failure. This was what? The fifth time they had tried to bond her to someone? As she mildly injured the doctor the faculty gave up on trying to assess her physical state.<br/><br/>She had been kidnapped. Taken from her home and forcefully held captive to be experimented on. She had to undergo a lot of physical examination at first. She was poked and prodded at, but she could guess she was treated with at least some care. She had seen and heard some of the other things that were happening to her demon compatriots. The animals suffered the worst… She could hear the screeches nightly from rats and dogs, each of them infected with demon blood. At first she was unaware they were keeping her for a special purpose until they started trying to bond her. Then she fully understood the extent of their experimentation. Unlike others though, she refused to be broken. Her anger and malice had only grown stronger, at times she became so enraged that they would chain her to the middle of a room and keep her there until she stopped spewing her fire. The metal would be bright and hot and after it had cooled and she tired herself out too much would they seize her- tying her down with metal chains and caging her sharp teeth. Shula was pulled from her thoughts as she realized the doctor was throwing another fit.<br/><br/>“Take that bitch out of here- I don’t want to see her again!” he spat, losing his temper as he wiped blood from his cheek. Shula could smell the wound and she smiled behind the muzzle that had been placed over her mouth. Again, she was fully restrained, placed inside a binding circle before they began the laborious process of unchaining her. The demon could smell the fear the soldiers gave off as she became more mobile. The binding circle was small, limiting her movement so the most she could do was slouch.<br/><br/>She bared her teeth at the guard she’d been eyeing, satisfied that he had flinched and taken a step back. Oh yes, she was a force to be trifled with. She had taken the lives of 12 hunters when the organization went out on one of their expeditions. She gruesomely burned and injured another 5. All in all, it took a team of 25 hunters to bring her down. 5 had died while trying to bond with her simply because they couldn’t stand her raw power. It was immensely painful for her but a little part of the demon felt proud of herself for not succumbing to a mere human. She wondered if this one would be any different.<br/><br/>She was completely stripped and had been since arriving at the facility. These hunters didn’t treat her as if she was a sentient being with emotions or feelings, but rather as an animal there for their own purposes. She felt like a lab rat, constantly behind a cage. The demon had dark bronzed scales on her hands and feet, her finger ending in claws. A thin tale sprouted from behind her and circled around her form, confined by the binding circle and two horns protruded from her head. She stared at the man that walked in the room with slit, golden eyes. Her stare was intense as she sized up the man. She bared her sharp teeth at him.