Subject K - Chapter 3 'Home'The red-haired girl sat patiently by the forest's edge, watching the sun set over the village. Her supplies were beginning to run low so another raid was in order, and what better place to steal from than the town that cast her out? It was almost ironic that in a strange way they looked after her. Their farms kept her fed, their blacksmiths’ weapons kept her safe from monsters, and their clothes hung out so neatly on washing lines were just begging to provide her with warmth.
The woods began to moan as zombies and skeletons crawled out of holes and caves to begin their nightly wander, helpfully ensuring the villagers would stay inside during her looting session.
Time to go.
She darted down the hill, weaving through the slow moving huddle of zombies shambling towards the houses. They'll keep the villagers busy.
Heading straight to the farms she took up a bunch of vegetables before hopping over the fence into the pigpen. Stealing the fresh cuts of meat would have been much easie
Subject K - Chapter 2 'KTech'The next few weeks were a continuous barrage of tests and questions, none of which Subject K could find answers to. She’d only managed to find out the basics about her surroundings and the strange bright eyed man who’d welcomed her after what must have been a long slumber.
“What can you remember?”
“Nothing at all?”
“Nothing except waking up in that strange room with Xephos there.”
Some of the tests seemed oddly bizarre, and K quickly cottoned on they were comparing her to someone they clearly didn't have much knowledge of. Tests like trying to make herself levitate, or summoning objects from thin air. She didn’t remember anything, but she had a pretty good hunch they were asking for the impossible. Whoever this ‘Ridgedog’ was he sounded like someone not to be messed with.
“How the hell am I supposed to do this!?” K complained, concentrating hard enough to give herself a headache.
Subject K“I Warned you Xephos…”
The spaceman lay in the dust, coughing and desperately trying to blink the world back into focus. Golden auras rose like smoke after a fire from the twisted metal and debris that once formed the cloning lab.
Everything still hazy and ringing in his ears, he could barely make out the tall copper haired man looming above him, The man’s eyes ablaze with fury.
“I said cloning my kind would be impossible. But once again your failure to heed my warnings has led to chaos.”
Ridgedog floated above Xephos, Shadowed by the emanating glow from behind him.
“Just because you lost someone, that doesn't make cloning everyone the answer.”
As the demigod phased away his words swirled in the spaceman’s mind;
“No one can live forever.”
“Sir?” the intercom on xephos’ desk crackled into life. “We've had some developments on project divinity”
That instantly caught Xephos’ att