The banging on the giant door became louder, the tumblers bearly containing the enourmouse strength of this single male, the puncture wounds on the door began to show as the lumps only pushed out harder and harder from the other wise of Wrath. At last he was making progress, at last he was making his way out, freedom sprung into his mind like a virus. He would break free, and he would kill anyone who would stop him, regardles if they were friend or foe.<br/><br/>Suddenly the giant door cracked open, shredding its self apart to the human eye. Steam ran out from the shredded doors entrance with even more water, still mixed in with thick almost blood blood, was the bloods color due to the tests? Or was it natural, was it something humanity wanted? Or something they created? Suddenly a single arm grasped onto the right hand side of the now released door, as anouther twitched towards the other metal support, Wrath had finaly gotten out of his confignments it was only a mater of time. The power that was displayed was freightening as if he came out of a nightmare. Wraths movements were sluggish but he had the support of his vectors, his face covered by a thick material of unknown metal, but it covered his entire head. He slowly looked up towards the screen were the observertory was.<br/><br/>For the first time in years, he was able to stand even with the support of his vectors. He stood tall and proud of his actions, however the alarm went on a automatic alert as soon as the doors were unwillingly plowed open, security were on thier way and Wrath was only beginning to recover, however it didnt mean he wasnt totaly defencless.<br/><br/>"Look like some people....Want to...Die..." His feirce verocity flared up, as he knew a carnage was in order to show these people what he could do. And why he was called Number0.