[center][b]Name:[/b] Erika Beryl [b]Race:[/b] Bio-engineered Human [b]Location:[/b] West Capitol - Dr. Tread's lab [b]Power Level:[/b] 1365 [b]Tag:[/b] Closed[/center] [color=ed1c24]"Welcome back Erika, so glad you could make it on such short notice."[/color] Dr. Tread didn't even look up from her tablet as she poured over the data taken from the final fighting grounds as Erika walked into the underground laboratory. The current laboratory was located under a shopping complex where an 'out of service' elevator let people into the secret lair. They may have been a government site but it was always better to keep things secret. [color=6ecff6]"Always so caring Dr. Tread."[/color] Erika scoffed and sat over on a nearby chair. [color=ed1c24]"I don't want to hear any complaining from you my dear after your trashed another bike. You don't want me to have to start siphoning your paycheck now do you?"[/color] [color=6ecff6]"Ya ya, I'll shut up doctor."[/color] [color=ed1c24] "Anyway these readings are quite informative on both the alien remains, though frankly there isn't much left to salvage at all, and your new friends."[/color] Data had been streaming in from the drones as they analyzed and bagged the remaining alien armor fragments which had almost made their way back to the lab. Information on the fighters also had been trickling in, mostly photos and some power level readings but also some hair and blood samples from those they could find. [color=6ecff6]"Well at least they were useful."[/color] Erika scowled and crossed her arms as she laid back and thought about what had transpired. If it hadn't been for them, things would not have gone as well as they did. Sure it was possible she [i]could[/i] have won since she had confirmed she could cut the alien but most likely she would have either lost or died in the process. [color=6ecff6]"Doubt I'll see them again anyway..."[/color] Dr. Tread put the tablet to the side and rubbed her temples in annoyance. [color=ed1c24]"Look Erika, I know all this isn't a life you chose for yourself but you are quite important you know that?"[/color] [color=6ecff6]"What? As a lab specimen?"[/color] [color=ed1c24]"That too of course but also as a defense against just such threats we saw today." Dr. Tread brought up a big display which showed a reconstruction of the green alien they had just fought. There was also a photo of something in the sky but it was rather hard to make out. "The government believes that is the sighting of an alien spacecraft that fled the scene after this Dyce fellow was destroyed. The obvious conclusion is that there are more aliens out there, either more green men or some other threat that probably won't take too kindly to what just happened to what was probably just an advanced operative."[/color] [color=6ecff6]"Wonderful, maybe I can make a salad next time."[/color] Erika grumbled as she made a bad joke about the vegetable like alien. "Anyway I think who said it was time for some more DNA splicing or whatever else crap you do to jack up my body." [color=ed1c24]"Indeed, if you would enter the capsule as usual."[/color] Dr. Tread motioned to a large round tube with a ladder leading up to the top. The capsule was about two and a half meters high with a bunch of wires and tubes at the top of it. The container was completely transparent and was filled with a strange, blue colored liquid. [color=6ecff6]"Fine."[/color] Erika grumbled as she stripped down to the nude, if one looked at her body it was easy to see quite a bit of scar tissue on her back and legs from intense training, experiments, and fights. The healing liquid was only a dramatic increase to one's natural healing abilities so scars still remained. [color=ed1c24]"You know Erika, they may not be government agents but it wouldn't hurt to get a bit more friendly with those fighters you met."[/color] [color=6ecff6]"Oh? Want me to get all buddy-buddy with them, maybe see if I can pet the giant gorilla and get him under your control?"[/color] Erika stretched, not caring that she was naked and then climbed up the ladder to the top of the tube. At the top were the wires and tubes connected to a helmet and a sort of back brace designed for easy injections. As she put on the helmet and brace Dr. Tread continued the conversation. [color=ed1c24]"His intelligence did seem a bit low so maybe that might actually work, but jokes aside I do worry about you and your social ineptness."[/color] Erika groaned and finished strapping in, then she stepped into the tank and floated to the bottom, soon the tubes started to pump fluids into her system and she started to feel the chemicals start to take effect as she stared out at Dr. Tread. As she heard her talk she started to fall asleep, her eyes growing heavier and heavier as she droned on. [color=ed1c24]"We've already given you some of the best genes that humans can offer so now we'll start splicing in other, stronger species to really give you a more combat potential. One of the strongest species on Earth is that of dragon kind but if I introduce such a strong strain right away I'm afraid your body might reject it, so we'll start with some Giras DNA first. The Giras have very strong dinosaur traits but are still quite humanoid so there should be few compatibility issues. As their strength is naturally quite high when compared to humans I should expect some significant increases in strength, though of course as always you will need train to fully grasp your new power."[/color] At this point Erika was already asleep and Dr. Tread, somewhat lovingly, put a hand on the capsule as she watched the machine at work to rewrite her genetic code even further. [color=ed1c24]"You really need to break out of your shell or the weight of everything forced upon you, will crush you one day. You know, your family should be having a birthday celebration coming up soon for your sister, you really should visit them even if you can not longer be the family heir."[/color] She slowly dropped her hand and went over to a desk and wrote a quick note that Erika would see after the procedure was done. She also left a card next to it. [indent][i][color=ed1c24]Erika, go give yourself some time to adjust and go visit your family. As usual here is their invitation. Ultimately it is up to you of course but I'm sure they'll be happy, even if they hate my guts. [right]Take care, Dr. Tread[/right] P.S. Really, just get together with some of those new fighter friends of yours, that way I don't have to make new training equipment all the time.[/color][/i][/indent]