<span style="font-style: italic">It was horror. Absolute, no borders, no blurred lines, nothing. Just pure and simple, horrifying, blood curdling terror. Some might think that the insane asylums were terrible, but that was nothing compared to the projects and experiments pulled off in Section 73. Also known as SS Warrior, where the goal was to find the ultimate warrior, or at least, to create one. And the measures that were taken to reach that particular goal, were much further than ones mind might be able to comprehend. They had no boundaries, not a single shred of conscience to be found that what they were doing was wrong. These scientists would do anything, ANYTHING at all, to reach the things they strove for. And their victims? Well, they might not be dead, but they were definitely experiencing hell. And if you happened to be someone that could endure extreme pain and had unique traits, well...you were definitely going to be the main guinea pig.<br/><br/>And that's how it was for one particular shape shifting female with the given name Xerxes. Now, if this was her true name, one wouldn't know. But it was what she was called, and what she was used to. And right now, well, she was wishing she could die. That her cells didn't automatically regenerate, that her body was mortal. Strapped down to a gurney, designed similarly to one that might be found in an execution cell, her wrists and ankles bound, along with a strapping around her chest and waist, and neck. They weren't leather bindings, no, but chains made of titanium metal. Because if it had been anything else, she could have ripped right through them.<br/><br/>Blood splattered the walls and floor, and some spots were even far reaching as the ceiling. Five scientists all wearing white lab coats, and face masks, were hovering around her, one held a rather large scalpel, the blade being about two inches long, another holding a needle filled with who knew what exactly kind of liquid. One was taking notes, and the other two were now looking for something else to test on her body. At that moment she was completely naked, blood dripping to the floor, pooling as if a cup of water had been spilled on the floor. The fronts of the lab coats were coated with the liquid. However, strange as it was, if one thinks that her blood should have been red, they were strongly mistaken. No, Xerxes blood was a ebony black, void of any color at all. It was as if darkness itself had turned into a substance, which was her blood.<br/><br/>The one holding the scalpel moves in again, eyes void of mercy or compassion, and reaches out, drawing the blade along her skin, from the center of her neck, down to her belly button, the skin slicing open so that more blood spilled, and she yells out in pain. She could feel the cold metal filleting her body, her insides being exposed. Her fingers clench up, her toes curl, and her teeth bared turn sharp, eyes wide with agony as tears spilled from the sides, dripping down in to her hair, which had come undone. Which was to turn out to be the biggest mistake these scientists had ever made.<br/><br/>Scientist number two moves in now, jamming the needle in to the side of her neck, injecting her with a hellish concoction that as it coursed through her veins made her body feel as if it were melting and on fire. A blood curdling scream escapes her lips. This was probably the worst thing they'd ever put into her, and they'd put some pretty crazy shit in her system. Convulsing, her body reacts terribly, and it seemed almost if she were having a seizure.<br/><br/>This had gone...too far. Her eyes bleed over, turning a black color, the pupil becoming red. Teeth now sharper than the sharpest knife her nails like talons, she reacts, her mind clouded with pain. Uncontrollable anger and wraith flowed throughout herself. Her hair quickly changes, no longer hair but wire thin blades, which strike out. Moving, wrapping each other, becoming like a rope, they move quicker than the eye can blink, ending up piercing straight through the needle holding scientist's glasses, and right through their eyeballs, coming out the other side of their skull. Not stopping there, it flicks out through the left, quickly decapitating the scalpel holder. The other pieces of hair had broken through the chains holding her down, and she jumps up, landing on the ground.<br/><br/>Her arms become like some sort of sick murdering ax like weapon, sent straight down from the top of one of the living scientist's skulls, all the way down to between their legs, splitting them in half. But she was not done. Before the body could peel apart, she cubes it from the sides, so that when it finally fell to the floor, blood everywhere, the body was no longer that but many pieces of five by five cubes of flesh, bone and all. Her body morphs once more, become animal like, as she flings herself at the fourth, ripping limb from limb of the only woman scientists, the shrill screams filling Xerxes ears echoing as she finishes by ripping the woman's head off and flinging it across the room, where it smashes in to the wall, one of the eyeballs popping out and sticking to the wall while the rest fell to the floor.<br/><br/>The fifth however, managed to slip out of the room, yelling and screaming. Xerxes would not let that remain happening though, and hurries after them, her bare feet leaving bloody footprints on the white floor of the hallway. Before the man could get any further, she rips out some of her hair, which becomes a some sort of bomb like thing, throws it at him sticking to his back, and within seconds blows him up, leaving nothing but a huge blood splatter, with pieces of skin and flesh on the walls, ceiling, and floor.<br/><br/>With them all gone, she pauses, breathing deeply, chest heaving, sweat dripping down the side of her face. She had to get out...Now that she'd killed five of the scientists...there was no choice for the rest of the section to terminate her. And there was no way she was about to let that happen. Allowing her skin to change in to clothing, she puts on her usual, ripping a few more pieces of her hair out, which become two katana, and places them at her side, before putting her hair up. Then, she begins to run, her footsteps barely making any noise as she rushes down the hall. She had to get out...and fast.</span><br/><br/>"I don't belong here..."