Name: Ares<br/>Age: 14<br/>Gender: Female<br/>Race: Human<br/>Fighting for: Humans<br/>Vore prefs: (prey only) UB, BV, Oral, AV (if clean) and possibly CV just ask first.<br/>Description:<br/>Like many Ares never wanted to be in this war, but everything grew worse and worse for the world soon it would stand that no one really had a choice. Thus the underground had started to form, as proud as the humans were with their technology they knew that if they were to stand a chance against the other species they would have to create a weapon like no other. So a new project had arisen, one that required human test subjects all of them children. Ares was one of these children, having been orphaned at the tender age of four and thus no one would object. After numerous of failures it would seem the underground would get a formula right and thus Ares was the first to test the new formula, all she can remember is pain and darkness but at the very least she did wake up. She can no longer remember her original name, for as soon as it was confirmed a success her name was changed to Ares, after the greek god of war. From then that was all the life she had ever known, testing, fighting, blood shed, all of it was all she knew. For they constructed her to be a living weapon, giving her abilities the scientists would believe match the furries and scalies. Enhanced physical abilities, self healing, telekinesis, pyrokinesis, and finally a personal favorite of the scientists sound manipulation, in which all Ares has to do is whistle unleashing an incredible high frequency of sound that depending on the sensitivity of the enemies ears can cause foes to be paralyzed for a temporary amount of time, or even illusions of the mind.  Yes she was meant to be a weapon but like all weapons she has limits, her strength only twice as strong as a normal humans, and though she can heal at a faster rate she cannot regenerate lost limbs, and since all her powers require the mind should she overuse them her body will force itself to shut down falling unconscious no matter where she may be. Ares also does not want to be a weapon, the one thing they couldn't take away from her was her desire to be human, there is only one thing keeping her from running away a bracelet that sends painful volts of electricity up her spine not enough to kill but enough to wish for death. And so she fights for the corrupted side of humanity, wishing everyday for freedom or the demise of those that made her.<br/><img alt="Image" src="http://i1014.photobucket.com/albums/af270/Heathrin17/Decorated%20images/girlinblackwithredeyes_zps0679f559.png"/><br/><br/>"So how does everything look Doctor? Any damages from the last excursion?", a man green uniform asked while there she lay on the table, talking like she was some kind of object rather then a human child, but to them that was exactly what she was. Sitting there in a hospital gown, arms and legs strapped to a cold metal table watching with a blank gaze as computers buzzed and got to work, men and women in sterile white uniforms taking down notes and barely giving the girl a second glance.<br/><br/>"Nope, Ares seems to be doing perfectly, she should be ready even for a new phase of testing once we get back to the main lab", a woman around her thirties said unfastening the restraints, oh how much she wished she could just run right out of this camp, but of course the doctor had on what supposedly looked like a normal watch, when really it was the trigger that would stop the girl dead in her tracks if she even tried. "We've been working on a regenerating formula compliments of our scaly friends that we picked up from past battlefields, of course we lost a few good test subjects from dissection, but after we send this last batch to the main lab we may finally be able to crack the genetic code. Hopefully this one can be applied to all your soldiers captain, I may have to inquire you about a few test subjects though".<br/><br/>Ares tried to ignore them while she got up and changed back into her clothes, it made her sick everytime hearing what they did to not only the prisoners of war but to their own soldiers and race. They say all for the sake of science but that was sounding more and more like an excuse to her these days.<br/><br/>"I'm sure I can round up a few for ya, perhaps some amputee's", the captain offered looking to Ares just as she dressed and motioned for a few soldiers to surround her, with a glare she looked at them but none so much as jumped far use to this behavior. "Alright then, well we'll put Ares on standby, and later you may have a few more lab rats for your table", and with that she was escorted out and into the human camp hands in her pocket as she tried to ignore everything around her, eventually they'd come to her quarters which was a cage, there was no denying it and no one did a big reinforced metal create strapped to a truck for her to be transported at all times. There was nothing that could break it not even a tank, inside was just a small cot for a bed and toilet in the corner, nothing else was needed given food and nutrients was always injected into her after every visit with the doctors, the girl unable to remember the last time she had real food.<br/><br/>"Alright Ares no trouble", the captain ordered ignoring her look as he unlocked the door and she stepped inside sitting on the bed without an argument. "Atta girl, get your rest we'll need you at your strongest for the next go around", he said locking the door and leaving her alone to just stare at the ceiling.