Endure

by Triz_013

Summary:

If being wrongly accused wasn't enough to break you, the tremors throughout your body did it for you. Now in his new form, Sebastian Solace lives with the horrors of a large anomaly laboratory.

Notes:

Warning! This is not a romance story, it's a headcannon of what i think would happen to Sebastian.

English isn't my first language.

Chapter 1

Notes:

Warning! This is not a romance story, it's a headcannon of what i think would happen to Sebastian.

English isn't my first language

It was in that night, the moment i realized my life had ended, wrong place at the wrong time, no time to think, those annoying police sirens in the distance, they were already almost there, all those bodies on the ground, there was no escape, i was done, the cars stopped in front of me and before i knew, i was on the ground being held down and cuffed, i closed my eyes and accepted my fate.
Next thing i know, i was in a courtroom, the judge hitting the gavel and saying my sentence, i didn’t really hear anything, only those forsaken words “death sentence”, i looked around, but could only see my family, my mom breaking down crying and my sister trying to comfort her, i just wanted to say how sorry I was, but nothing came out. I got dragged to a little booth, in an instant, i was wearing the dreaded orange jumper, holding a plaque with my name, i didn’t know what to do, i was innocent at one point, now i’m in my way to prison, being wrongfully convicted of 9 murders that i didn’t commit.

My first and last week here in prison has been… turbulent to say the least, full of weird and bad thoughts. The only thing I'm thinking about is how little I enjoyed my life, like my last memory that remained was that damn night.
I looked ahead, only a wall with a tiny barred window, it was dark outside, like time didn’t really pass anymore, it was… tiring, distressing, sleeping was the only thing that seemed like an option.

I wake up with a bang at my cell door, two guards and a suited, grayed hair man standing outside. As i sat up, the door opened and the man walked in, followed by the two guards, he had a curved posture and a small black briefcase;
“You are Sebastian Solace… right?”
He asks with a tired look.
“.... Yeah?”
“Good, follow me”
Not having time to even get up properly, the guards grab me and cuff me again, like I was kinda expecting. That was it, I was being taken to my death, I remembered my sentence, and just got upset, knowing I was innocent.
As i was being held from behind and walking, i saw many rooms, too many rooms, there’s no way that the execution room was that far away, right? It was like a death hallway, just waiting for my last breath. It was depressing. As I think that, the suited man goes into an open door, the guards drag me inside and I see… two chairs… and a desk?
“What is this, an interrogation? I thought I was gonna die” I say with a poisonous tone.
The man just gives me a side eye and says with a dry tone;
“Sit”
I… don’t understand, only now they’re gonna interrogate me? I was already in prison.
I approach the chair, i kinda pull the chair with my cuffed hands, it making a screeching sound, and the sound of me grinding through my teeth, i sit down and look up at the man, his face without any expressions;
“I’m an employee of Urbanshade, and you’ve been selected for a new spot of function at our enterprise.”
“... What type of fu-”
“You have two choices, either you stay harem refusing the offer and accept your death, or come with me to do your new function at Urbanshade”
That gray haired man just keeps looking at me with no expressions, no emotions, I couldn't tell if he was telling the truth or not, but what choice do i really have? Die or have to do some weird job?
“I accept, I don’t really want to die. But a question, why a prisoner?”
The man gives a smirk, grabs his briefcase and opens it, taking out a paper with small writing, as well as a pen for me to sign.
“Don’t worry Mr. Solace, you’ll know when we get there.”
Seeing the man smirk like that was… weird, unnatural almost.
I began reading the print on the paper, it was something about my freedom rights… being property of Urbanshade. But… nothing about what I would do or happen with me, I believe it’s probably some under the table job, definitely a very low wage. I look at that with disgust, a look of confusion and a bit of despair on my face, i swallowed hard;
“.... I need this.”
I show my still cuffed hands, waving them around a bit, wanting the cuffs off.
The man signals one of the guards, that pulls my hands, actually enough for it to hurt a bit and takes off the cuffs, i give a small smirk of relief, while shaking my hands a bit, like it was gonna make the pain go away;
“So… what does this company really make or do?”
“Sign here”
The man says while sliding the document closer and points at a dotted line for me to sign.
This was all very strange, but what choice do I really have?
I don’t wanna lose my only chance to be alive, even if it is this strange. I grab the pen and the paper, then sign it; SEBASTIAN SOLACE.
The man smiles, giving me shivers.
“It was a great pleasure making this deal with you Mr. Solace, please follow me.”
That was… really weird, i get up, but the guards don’t even bother to cuff me again, something was wrong, a look of confusion and fear appears on my face;
“... Where are we going?”
“...”
No response from anyone, as i see the prison cells around me, but me leaving them behind until i reach the outside, in a parking lot with a black van parked there, i knew that something very bad was gonna happen.
I looked around, in front, behind, everywhere really, until I saw a few other guards, but they were different, wearing different uniforms and looking… I don’t really know how to describe it, but scary looking guys.
I hold the will to just run away right at that moment;
“So… where are we getting with this?”
The suited man turns around, looking straight at me, now with a cold look;
“Is this part of the contr-”
Before I could finish my sentence, one of the guards grabbed me from behind, covering my nose and mouth with a damp rag.
I begin panicking, trying to fight my way out, actually managing to hit the guard a bit, but to no avail, my vision starts to blur, some tears running down my face.
As everything starts to go black, the last thing i see is the suited man lighting a cigarette and saying to the guards;
“Load him into the van”.
Everything goes black.

Notes:

Thanks for reading!! I already have some chapters ready I'll release them almost every day

Chapter 2

Summary:

Sebastian is taken to Urbanshade

Notes:

Here is a brief explanation about the beginning of Urbanshade
urbanshade was an oil company, and only later did it pursue inhumane experiments
I imagine Sebastian was experiment number 1 in humans
that's why his new form is so monstrous

I can feel something rocking while also hearing the sound of water. I try moving my legs, but something is restraining them, raising my hands, I feel the same, I was tied up.
I opened my eyes, everything and everywhere was dark, even though I could see a little, the only thing I saw was that narrow and long place with irregular metal walls, it was nauseating to keep my eyes open.
I close my eyes, and by the kinda salty smell and the wave sounds, I presume I’m at sea, did those maniacs put me in a ship…? And… a container?
I sigh and take a deep breath, trying to distract myself, but to be honest, my head was just a cluster of bad thoughts, I was probably there for quite some time… My thoughts just fly around, reaching all the possible horrible things that waited me there, maybe I was being taken for slave labor? That really bothered me, I shake my head, trying to drive away those painful thoughts.
My stomach aches and rumbles, yeah… I was definitely at sea for a while, time didn’t seem to pass, and, despite my concerns and discomforts, I was feeling heavy, my eyes were tired, I was tired, tired of everything that I went through ever since I was accused and sentenced, I was just painfully tired… and when thinking of that, i just closed my eyes again.
Banging and some metal sounds woke me up with a scare, then a light appeared at the far end of the container, daylight, finally… My eyes hurt because of that, then I see a silhouette, I couldn’t really see who it was, being in the dark for that long, I still needed to get used to light again, but i can see the person approaching, it was a big man, on the muscular side, probably some kind of guard, he crouches next to me and united my feet and legs.
That was my chance to ask something.
“Where am I?”
“C’mon, get up.” He grabs the rope tied to my torso and hands, pulling me hard to get on my feet.
“Follow me.”
Oh great… This reminds me perfectly how I was treated in that damned prison. Even being confused, i knew i was some kinda subordinate of this Urbanshade, so leaving me no choice, I followed the man, exiting the container, I can finally see the open sea around me, and a huge oil rig ahead, together with other installations on the water, they looked like… buildings, but smaller than the rig, and looking around, lots of people, some wearing lab coats… What is this? Where is this? Where the fuck am I? This was Urbanshade??? A COMPANY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE OCEAN!?
The only thing I could think was like… I’m gonna have to work with the fishes… or something like that, whatever it was.
I was lost in my thoughts, I did wish I coul-
“Are you just gonna stay planted there? Move”
I got kinda scared by the man saying that, I was fully lost and confused, and these guys really had some superiority complex.
I thought I had some question rights.
“Where am I?”
Two men with black shirts look at me, one being the man that was guiding me.
“Just walk.”
I followed the man to the entrance of that big building, in the very center of the oil rig, way bigger than any of the other buildings. They looked like buildings, but there were no windows or balconies.
Entering the place, the door closed behind me, I heard a loud beep and a sound like it was locked up. Just ahead, I could see long hallways, by the right side, next to a closed door, a woman talking to a guard, who gave him a blue card… The man guiding me went to the end of the hallway, there was a small elevator. Having no choice, I followed him inside, it was really small, but I guess it worked. He pressed a button, all of them unmarked, but he did press one of the last ones at the bottom, and I guess the elevator started going down… through the water…?
My heart started racing, my breathing was fast and shallow, that was uncomfortable… extremely uncomfortable, the only thing on my mind was: where am I?
Trying to break the tension I made another question.
“Hey, where… Where exactly am I? Is this Urbanshade?”
“Quiet down.”
He said with an annoyed tone, and I couldn’t stop thinking how much I was treated as just garbage, and for a long time. I miss home. Things were much simpler back there and I was actually treated as a human being.
I let out a tired sigh while looking down, just waiting for the time to pass and just like that, the elevator stops, I see the guards shoes by my side step out of the lift, we were probably there, i look up and… I saw a gray and white room with a reinforced metal door in the middle of the wall.
The guard goes up to the door, grabbing a blue card from his pocket and putting it against something in the wall, next to the door. It was a keycard for the doors.
I get close to the door, now open, and look inside. The place had tall walls and a massive hallway full of lockers and doors, all of them with those card readers. The guard turns left, I continue following him, seeing more doors, and labs?
Ahead there was an open door… another cell? Great, I just got out of a jail cell to be taken to a weird, psych ward looking cell. I stopped before the door, letting out a sigh, tapping my foot on the ground, making a small tapping sound.
“Did you guys really take me out of a cell to put me in another? Really? That’s ridiculous.”
My voice was full of sarcasm and hatred. That was the last door there, and looking a bit to the side, there was another card reader, no way of getting out of there.
Just when i was gonna say something, my body got pulled inside with a lot of force, and i got pushed inside the cell, almost making me fall over, by a miracle i didn’t fall. When in turn to look back, the guard was leaving and the door closing down, he was looking at me.
“We’ll see what we can do to you.”
I got very confused by that comment, everything happened so fast, I didn’t have time to really process it all, and at that moment I realized I was still tied up.
“HEY, I’M STILL TIED UP HERE.”
To no avail, he left already, I could hear the sound of his footsteps getting further.
I look at the door, with my mouth slightly open and my eyebrows raised, in shock.
What was happening to me?
I looked around, there was one of those cheap hospital beds in this almost empty room, no windows, no items, just the bed and you. I don’t really have an option at this point.
I approach the bed and sit on it, hard as hell. I looked at this room with disgust, but I was finally still for a bit, with nothing to do. I start to notice the little things, my anxious breathing, I’m feeling my hair, it was very oily, my hands and body were hurting because of the ropes. I keep thinking and noticing that stuff until I fall deep asleep, exhausted.

Chapter 3

Notes:

This chapter is the introduction to the experiments
the next chapter will be about the first experiment

I woke up with the sound of the door screeching very loudly, I got up and looked to the door, a man in a uniform came in followed by a woman in a white lab coat. She was ginger, wearing her hair in a low ponytail, was more on the short side and had a kinda mysterious and enigmatic look, without any emotions showing on her face, but nonetheless, she was pretty.
She moves some hair from her face, moving her attention to a folder.
“Sir, please cut him loose.”
The guard comes close and takes a stiletto from his pocket, a bit larger than a normal one, but he did cut me loose, I felt kinda free, my body felt a bit more light, but my arms, especially my wrists, were very sore, kinda with a burning feeling. I could see some wounds on my wrist, more like flesh wounds, but wounds nonetheless, that was the most painful part. I stretch my arms, finally after being tied up for pretty much a full day, maybe even more, and turn to look at the woman, but before I could say a word, she talks.
“Patient Z-13, please follow me”
“...Ok?”
I got up and she was already leaving, I began following her and I noticed the guard following behind, making sure I’m not gonna try anything. We left the cell and I could take a better look outside, it was like a research station, full of rooms and labs, what kinda place was this? In the middle of the ocean?
That woman also called me a patient… are they collecting data from patients or something? My head hurts by only thinking of the possibilities of experiments. She then turns right and enters an open door, another room, it looked like a hospital exam room, a desk, an office chair and another metal chair, and I think were some empty vials, like little tubes.
I look behind me and that guard is in the doorway, so no way to turn back. I then turned my attention to her, she was grabbing some of those tubes, organizing them by number.
“So… is this place some kind of hospital?”
She just ignores me, still fidgeting with those vials and tubes.
I just cross my arms and lean against the wall, looking around a bit, waiting for whatever it was that I was there for, looking at the bland white walls, no decor, the lights, one flickering a bit, probably should get someone to fix it.
“Z-13, please sit here”
She points at a chair, a big one, with arm supports, exactly like the ones I saw when I did some blood exams.
That… name, nickname… Whatever it was, “Z-13” was bothering me, I really hated those exams, and hospitals in general, but I went for it. I saw the folder next to the chair, if I was seated I maybe could see it.
“... Alright then.”
I sat down and looked discreetly at the folder, I could see some other exams: “ Myelogram, a blood count exam, blood sugar…”, and that was all before she turned back to me, with a syringe and a vial with a little tube, great, it was a blood test.
“Lay your arm straight.”
I couldn’t believe I was gonna do those fucking exams, I hated them… But it was better than going up against the guard and maybe risking dying.
I do as she says, then she leans over a bit and puts a rubber rope around my arm, almost at the shoulder. Then she felt for a vein, and when she found one, that needle was in my arm, and it wasn’t gentle, that did hurt my arm. Eventually the blood came out and it went into the vial.
It’s gonna be fast I said to myself, then she takes another vial, and then another… how many did she need for God’s sake?! It was painful, but I could tolerate it. My face was getting pale and with a confused expression, but the moment finally came, she took the needle out after… 9 FUCKING VIALS.
She hands me a cotton ball and I hold it against the puncture.
“What exactly are these exams?”
“Just some routine exams.”
Routine, I didn’t really believe that bullshit, everything was just too weird to be routine.
After all those vials, I still had to do a number of other exams, a physical, a urine test, sight and reflex exams, and many others.
A little while went by and I went back to my cell, with the guard right behind me, I thought about how everything was just… weird and unexpected. Honestly, being falsely imprisoned, given a dead status, being tied up and taken to this place, everything was like an action or a horror movie. I just smiled through all this painful stuff I’m feeling, I was just so unlucky.
I get back to my cell and the guard closes the door behind me, with that locking sound. I go back to bed and lay down, putting my left arm over my head, feeling drained from all that, a lot of thoughts running through my head, I could only think about how I didn’t appreciate all those moments with my family, they actually treated my nicely, and I didn’t noticed how great it was, I remembered my school days, I just didn’t really care much, but wasn’t a bad student, I just think i didn’t make enough of those days.
And my loud ass hobby, playing guitar at the max volume on that amp, playing Metallica, my neighbors hated me. I smile and let out a tired laugh, my days changed forever very quickly…
I hope it isn’t as bad here as it was in the actual prison, I still got a sliver of hope, things couldn’t get much worse, it could be exams for a job… I would honestly take it, even a strange job…

Oh, how innocent was I… Ha ha….

Notes:

I'll post chapter 4 tomorrow

Chapter 4

It had been a few days since those exams, at least I think it was, since my time perception was pretty distorted at this point, like it didn’t really pass. I was also given some new clothes, like poor quality pajamas, it was thin, boring gray, it was just ugly, and everyday I was getting cold using it, it was extremely cold in here, it was better if i just kept the old orange jumper.
But about the exams, there were more, the weirdest one was a one that they put a needle in my hip, then pulled some sort of viscous liquid from there, it was painful and after a bit, it actually bruised, making it painful to move much and because of that i didn’t move much, just layed down on the bed for most of the time.
It was… boring to say the least, it was hard to pass the time with nothing to do, it made me anxious very easily, thinking too much… I… I miss home.
Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t even notice the door opening.
“Patient Z-13, get up and follow me.”
I get scared by the voice, a raspy and low voice. I get up in response and walk a bit closer, there’s a tall man wearing a lab coat, he was older, maybe close to 60.
“Patient Z-13, you’ve been designated a new function.”
A new function? Why function? Are they finally gonna give me something to do here? Maybe some sort of job… Whatever it is.
I follow him through the hallways and the locked doors, followed by some guards, like always, until we reach a big double door. The old man stands aside, letting me go in first, I go inside and… he locks the door behind me, I went into despair, seeing the big room inside… a surgery room.
I begin to cold sweat, feeling my throat closing up. I saw a few small rooms inside and a thick sort of glass, it looked like an interrogation room from those police shows. On the other side of the room, there was another door and just as I noticed it, it opened up. 3 people came in, wearing scrubs, gloves and masks. I swallowed hard, the room was silent while they looked at me, until one of them finally spoke.
“Z-13, please lay on the bed.”
I… started putting everything together, all the exams and now this… I wasn’t getting some kinda job, I was… a guinea pig for them, that’s when my world fell apart, feeling so many emotions, anger, sadness, anxiety, fear…
I ran to the double door, trying frantically to turn the handles, but it was locked. I begin to panic.
“HEY!! SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!”
I slam on the door, trying to make the most noise possible.
“Please calm down Z-13”
“We can’t make him too stressed or else the experiment won't work.” One of the people with the scrubs says quietly to another one, quietly but loud enough that I could hear it.
“EXPERIMENT!? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GONNA DO TO ME?”
I’m screaming, but not from anger, in despair.
The 3 start to approach me.
“DON’T TOUCH ME”
They all try to hold me down while I fight to escape, kicking, swinging my arms around. I managed to almost free myself, but one of them grabs a syringe, and the other two hold me down enough for him to extend my arm and inject me with the liquid, very painfully.
I feel a bit dizzy and they grab me, putting me on the bed and restraining my arms, legs and torso with leather belts.
“HELP ME, GET me out of her-”
My vision starts to go black, my body numb and the last thing I hear is one of the doctors saying.
“Starting the experiment with the DNA of Anglerfish…”

I woke up, my body still a bit numb, my eyes were sensitive, everything was still kinda spinning, what happened to me…?
Thinking of that, I began to look at my body, and some parts caught my attention, my hips and spine were turning… GRAY? It was a deep gray color, was that really on my skin? No, it WAS my skin…
I began panicking, a huge feeling of despair, almost crying, what did those psychos do to me!?
I break, falling to the ground, pushing my knees against my chest, my arms above my head covering my ears, I bawl my eyes out, panicking in despair. It was hard to breathe, I put my hands on my neck, and… there’s some bumps there, like bubbles, huge bumps, but I didn’t care, I just cried more and more with each minute.
A day passed and now I can feel something, a little bump on my head, like a little tumor, and even more, my skin was getting more gray every hour, me being able to see it in parts of my hip and stomach, even up my arms.
Another few days went past… Maybe two…? I couldn’t tell, well… Those bumps on my neck itch, and a lot, but I’m afraid to touch them, they look like they might burst, but this itch is driving me crazy, I have to contain myself to not touch them.
My skin… it’s actually turning gray everywhere.
I also feel my ears getting pointy and deforming. When I touch them,I can feel the bones getting elongated, and splitting into 3 main bones.
Some more days went by and now I feel my ears turned to a weird shape, the skin was thin and the bones were pretty much above it. My eyes were very sensitive to light, they itched and burned, it was impossible not to cry from the pain. My neck, on the other hand, never stopped hurting, the pain was unbearable. I touched and itched it so much, that the skin tore, with even more pain, soaring pain, it burned, it bled. The only thing I could do was bite my tongue until it started bleeding, or hurt myself with my hands, just to distract from the neck pain.
Those fucks from Urbanshade, they bring me food once a day, but it’s some slop that tastes awful that only makes me more hungry.
I… don’t even know how many days had passed, but my neck pain had stopped, and I found out why… They were gills, true gills… or something from a fish. I do remember what that doctor said about… Anglerfish?…
Were they trying to turn me into a fish!? A monster!?
Those thoughts bothered me, I felt anger for everyone and anyone from this damned company.
How many fucking days had passed already? I got no idea, but during this time, a fucking antenna or horn or whatever it was, started growing from my head, and with an unbearing pain that made me scream of agony and despair. I was suffocating from the fear and discomfort, which made me feel more pain. I cried, cried a lot, blood came down my face, and sometimes, I accidentally swallowed and choked on it, that mixed with my saliva and tears made me puke.
After a bit, I just curled up in a corner of the room, whispering to myself to calm down, praying and begging for forgiveness and help to get away from that hellish place.

Sometime later that day, I heard some footsteps outside the room, then the door opened and in came 3 guards, leaving the door open. They didn’t say anything, just started getting close. I kept looking at them with a pissed off face, until one of them came closer, trying to grab me by the arm.
“DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME!”
I say with a lot of rage. My eyes full of tears made it hard to see anything, but I still got up and tried running to the door, since it was still open. But one of the other guards tackled me to the ground, pulling my arms behind my back and immobilizing me, then tying me up with some rope, again.
“DON’T TOUCH ME! LET ME GO!”
They took me by force to a room I haven’t seen, while I just cursed them out. It was one of those rooms with a two-way mirror, probably reinforced, it had just a wooden desk and chair, and just outside the room, that same short, ginger woman from before, who did the exams on me.
The guards tie me down to the chair and the woman enters the room.
“Patient Z-13, please calm down.”
“What the hell did you do to me? WHY AM I LIKE THIS!?”
I say with anger, fear and despair in my voice.
She looked at me with apathy, she had a notebook in hands, writing down some things in it.
“Patient Z-13, how is your vision? I can see that your eyes have changed coloration.”
I look at her in disbelief, changed coloration?
“YOU MOTHERFUCKERS, THAT’S WHY MY EYES BURN SO MUCH IN THE FUCKING LIGHT!?”
She looked at me, then wrote something down.
Now i realized, this was an interrogation, they wanted data on how i behaved and felt on my new body.
“I’m not gonna tell you anything about it.”
She looks at me, a small smile appearing on the side of her lips. She hugs the notebook.
“Look, if you cooperate, you’re gonna be freed, and maybe, revert the side effects you are experiencing.”
… If they were telling the truth, I could find my way home… But I was dead to the rest of the world, and I don’t think I could live in this body for long, I would live in hiding. But… still, it’s a chance for me to maybe get out of here, and… even revert all of this? That was all I wanted.
I finally stopped struggling and let this happen.
“Now, Z-13, h-”
“Sebatian.”
“... OK, Z-13, previously known as Sebastian Solace, how’s the way your new gills are affecting you?”
I was right, they were gills.
“They bother me a lot… but I could put up with them for now.”
I say clearly annoyed, she takes down another note.
“And about your skin, are there any signs of allergies or itching?”
That pissed me off, all those questions were making me uncomfortable. I didn’t need to be remembered for how much I suffered from all this… anomalies in my body.
“No, not the skin.”
I was being direct and surly with my words.
She asked me a few more questions then let me go. The guards took me back to the cell, untied me and locked the door again.
The cell was now clean, there was no more puke, and there was another bowl of that slop. Now I’m alone again.
I ate that bowl of slop, again, it’s horrible, but it was either that or starving to death.
I lay down again, then pull my hand up and look at it. I think about what the woman said. It was most likely a lie, but… if it was real, how was I gonna go back? Was my family gonna accept me back? My little brother was gonna be afraid of me, my sister and mom were gonna be embarrassed to call me family, probably afraid too.
The thought of being rejected by my own family made me cry. It was more of a real thought. The crying was silent, unbroken silent crying for hours.

Notes:

explanation, well I chose the hip and spine as the starting point for Sebastian's grayish skin, because that's where scientifically, DNA is collected, the test is called MYELOGRAM

Chapter 5

Summary:

The calm before the storm

My eyes were hurting and tired after so much crying, I was fully curled up. Even though it had been a few hours since that interrogation, but the discomfort through my body was still massive. My chest was hurting a lot too but the worst… my head was getting messed up, broken even.
I was sitting on the bed, curled up, hugging my knees. I was just looking over my body, that gray skin. Now I began looking at this version of me with pain, it was very painful.
The door opens and my turn with hatred in my eyes. I don’t stop looking at the door, and just as I do, someone enters, that ginger woman again wearing that same lab coat, which actually pissed me off quite a lot.
Behind her, two guards came in, as it was expected.
“Patient Z-13, some new questions were added to your questionnaire, please answer them in an adequate manner.”
Oh… that pissed me off, after everything, they had the nerve to come here with no remorse, so I got up and walked a bit closer.
“More questions?! What is this now!? YOU WANT TO KNOW HOW WAS MY FUCKING LIFE STORY TOO!? GO TO HELL!”
My “bait” light antenna thingy flashed a bit, apparently it responded to big emotions.
I see the woman hug her notebook.
“It’s not in the company’s convenience to know about your past acts and life.”
It was not… convenient? They really just saw me as an object to play with? I bit my tongue in frustration, what were gonna be the questions now?
My heart was beating fast and my hands were sweating, even through all that anger, I was feeling scared, scared of being taken to that surgery room again, scared… of that pain.
I rest my head on my hand, giving a long sigh.
“How has been your recovery period?”
I look at her. Is she really gonna ask those types of questions?
I cross my arms.
“And what do I gain by answering that?”
I was cold sweating, but trying to look calm to, you know, pretend to be in control. She finally looked at me, and looked confused, a face that said something like “Did i actually hear that?” She sighs and writes something down. I wanted to run up to her, snag that notebook and read what she was writing.
“You get food, if you don’t answer, you don’t eat.”
She said that like it was the most common thing there, it was what I imagined, something that low, but it still bothered me, I felt like a fish trapped in a small aquarium.
“Alright…”
“How has your recovery been?”
“OK… I guess.”
“I’m gonna need more details Z-13, plea-”
“I told you before, my name is Sebastian.”
Again with that codename, was it that hard to just respect my identity?
She stared me down, a look of someone who was losing their patience, like she didn’t want to be here. She holds the notebook tighter while looking down, then turns back to me with that same look of no emotions on her face.
I look at that a bit curious, something was… wrong? Was she faking? I guess she did have emotions, a surprise given that she works in this hell.
“Z-13, if you don’t answer my questions in a clear and concise manner, don’t expect only getting no food, you can also expect something worse than what has happened to you until now. Do you understand me… Sebastian?”
That sent some shivers through me. Something worse, a lot worse. I don’t doubt what these bastards can do to me, the thought of being fully turned into a monster… it really scared me.
I speak in a low but firm tone, while holding onto my right arm.
“Ok… the transformation was painful, from the very start to now, especially the gills part or… this thing on my head. It’s hard to live with them, but I guess the recovery was fine, I don't feel much pain anymore.”
I see from a distance she is writing something down.
One of the guards leaves the room, that was strange.
“And how is your Illicium?”
I just look at her, confused. She then does a little pointing motion to her head. OH… the light…
As she does that, that guard comes back with a toolbox, a ladder and… a camera… Great, now I’m gonna be watched all the time. He started putting the camera up.
“I guess the light… reacts to my emotions, and it bothers me a lot.”
There were some more questions and after that, they all left, leaving me alone again, that felt better.
I observe my new “cellmate”, that security camera, too high to reach it.
A long couple days went by, it was quiet, too quiet, no interrogation, no exams… sem experiments. That until… today.

Chapter 6

I see that forsaken door opening again. From it came a few guards, more than ever, that was new. They were in a hurry, and one of them came my way. With no time for me to react, he pulls me out of the bed, he binds my hands behind my back. I hated that feeling, being imposing on others.
“FUCK, GET OFF ME!!”
I cursed some more while trying to get out of those ropes just by pulling my arms, it hurt, but I definitely didn’t want to go back to that room, and I wasn’t gonna go down easy, not while I still had some human in me still.
“YOU PIECE OF SHIT, LET ME FUCKING GO!”
Another guard got close and held my left arm straight, pulling with some force, actually very painfully. When I saw what he was trying to do… that bitch was trying to inject me, probably an anesthetic.
“NO! LET ME GO, LET ME FUCKING GO!”
I panicked, I was gonna have to go through THAT again. I freaked out, kicked, screamed, pulling my arms away, especially my left arm, trying to get that needle away from it, but it was pretty much impossible, I was too weak, and hadn't eaten well in weeks, maybe a month or two.
After a bit, he managed to stick that needle in my arm, it was the most painful one yet. I could feel that liquid burning as it went into my body, it made me tear up a bit, but it stopped when he covered my mouth and nose with his hands, leaving me with no way to breathe, which made my vision start to go black.
“Please… God… Pleas-”
I say to myself and pass out right away.

I saw my family, everyone was happy, I had just passed my first job interview, I was happy, everyone was happy. Everything was just so much more colorful. That day, I helped my mom bake some cake, then we watched some bad movies, my sister always laughed so hard, and loudly. At the end of the day, I helped my little brother with his homework. Everything just felt… right… until the goddamned Urbanshade took it all away. Now everything changed, everything was black and red, I was in my cell, agonizing in pain in the corner, but my vision changed, focusing on my new features, the gray skin, that antenna bait, ears and gills, it was like a third person view. The dream changed again, now there was a monster, some abyssal creature, hidden in the black and red everywhere, and just as it looked at me… I woke up.

A full day had passed, and my teeth were killing me, and were extremely loose, that worried me… They made my teeth fall out!? Just thinking of any possibilities made me wanna puke. I spent the rest of the day worrying, almost crying just by my thoughts. My only way to get comfort was thinking of the dream I had with my family with those happy thoughts, but it wasn’t really enough, something really bothered me, that creature… Me… Was I gonna become that? I had to suppress those thoughts, but it was difficult with nothing to distract myself, it was only my own company, always.
After a while with my thoughts, I felt something in my mouth, and the taste of iron. I feel it around with my tongue… it was… a tooth… a goddamn tooth. It had just fallen out, when I tried to grab it out, 4 more teeth fell out, the lower front ones, just by touching them slightly. The taste of blood hit my tongue and I tried to take all the fallen teeth out, but it was difficult, I was nervous, shaking, and that made me hit more teeth, knocking them out. I closed my mouth in response, and started crying, clutching my jaw, which made all my other teeth fall out too. Now my mouth was just full of blood and I opened my mouth to get all the teeth out, making all the blood come out too. I felt the taste of blood covering my mouth, and the smell was… way too strong, too much, but I ignored it. I was too worried about losing my teeth, I just cried.
While still crying, I felt something in my gums, something coming out with unbearable pain, which gave me a huge headache. I curl up on the bed, holding my head. There was so much blood, the smell and taste were too present, that bothered me. I felt teeth growing in, the pain made me steam a lot, I twitched on the bed while scratching my thighs and stomach, leaving a lot of marks and wounds, because of my now sharpened nails, like claws.
It was horrible, horrible… horrible. My bait blinked fast, which only made me dizzy. I could feel the teeth growing with every minute, even a bit behind where they were supposed to be, that was the absolute worst, the headache turned to agony and I screamed in pain, louder and louder while still twitching a lot.
This torture finally ended when the last tooth grew all the way, there was a lot of blood, in my mouth, dripping on my neck and chest, covering my shirt, which i tore a lot from my scratching. Everything hurt, my head and those wounds I did to myself.
The next day, I decided to stop and look at these new teeth, they were pointy and sharp, and it even had a second row, with a bit smaller teeth… Like a shark… Did they put something to do with a shark in me? Maybe DNA? Even my sense of smell was stronger.
I tried to get up, but felt my stomach just give up, I did a lot of damage there, the amount and the smell of blood was huge, even if it was dried up. It was nauseating.
I took off my shirt and looked at my body, the worst was definitely the stomach, with huge gashes, all the damages came from my claws, and they too were covered in blood.
I definitely did some damage to myself. Apparently this habit of distracting from the pain with a different pain, that I started here at Urbanshade, was doing more harm than I thought, but I couldn’t lie, my mouth still hurt a lot, but the stomach was even more painful, so the rest was kinda muted.
I leave my hands holding my stomach, leaning in slightly. I could hear something behind the door, someone was there. The door opened and a few guards came in and… a new person, wearing a lab coat. It was a young man with brown hair, he seemed nervous. When he actually looked at me, he looked on high alert, scared, maybe because of my current appearance, with all that amount of blood in and around my mouth, neck and chest, it did look like I had just killed someone.
I looked at him with a bored look, he was definitely scared of me… I looked more like a monster now, even with that tired look.
He looked at me in fear.
“... Uhm… Follow me, patient Z-13.”
He looked nervous, I could definitely use this to some advantage…
“Oh, where are we going?”
“Yo- You’re gonna be in- interrogated…”
There was a shaking in his voice.
Interrogation? Wasn’t it that red haired girl’s job?
The guards approach me to tie me up, taking me to that interrogation room.
Honestly, I was getting used to these guards, if I tried to fight while I was this weak and hurt, I was just getting myself almost killed.
Still on our way to the room, I decided to ask.
“Hey… what about that red haired woman, something happened?”
He got a bit scared by that… So I guess it was a sensitive topic.
“...”
Silence, like I thought.

Notes:

I'm really grateful for you all to be reading this story, now some of the stuff I'm planning:
This fanfic is gonna be a little more on the slow side, I'm going to add more ideas forward, also lightly introduce some OCs.
The end were gonna see his personality changing, since I'm planning on adding that

Chapter 7

Notes:

a chapter about the red-haired girl

My objective was to analyze and record his behavior, but that began to be too painful to do.
My name is Eliza Madailéin and I work at Urbanshade, specifically at the Hadal Division. My objective here was to interrogate patient Z-13 in a cohesive manner about his transformation, that together with realizing routine exams. But I was recently promoted, my new position was to analyze the behavior of Z-13 and other patients. I thought it would be easy but… It turned agonizing very fast.
I was working in the security room now, observing patient Z-317 as well as patient Z-13. Z-317 was naturally calm, unless she got angry, which was easy to tell, her multiple eyes shine red and she starts harming herself, hitting the wall in stress.
But Z-13… seeing his transformations was one of the saddest things I've ever seen. The last experiment made me panic for him, seeing his teeth fall out like that, while twitching in pain and hurting himself like that, it was a sigh of hell. I actually vomited hard after seeing that horrible sight, I can even imagine the illicium or the gills when they came out.
I remember seeing him still as a human, I interrogated him when he arrived, it was truly a pity he had to go through all that, I never imagined something so… cruel.
I would like to know more about him. If I remember correctly, he was a prisoner before this, accused of killing I don’t know how many individuals. Maybe I could look for those documents.
I didn’t really want to get too involved, but my curiosity won, I went to my computer and searched on a criminal database about his case, but as expected, there was pretty much no data on how or why he was convicted, only info I already knew.
Not satisfied, I went to the archives, searching for a file with the name “Sebastian”, the place had a massive amount of data on aquatic life and DNA research. But for patients, there was almost nothing, so it wasn’t difficult to find the folders I was looking for, holding the files, I read that name. SEBASTIAN SOLACE.
“What are you doing here, Ms. Madailéin?”
I got scared, it was Clark, a 60 something year old man, and my supervisor. I needed to find a good lie or I would be in trouble.
I get up and look at him with the usual bored and emotionless face, trying to stay calm.
“The boss sent me to analyze Z-13’s documents, to get a good psychological reading.”
He looks me over, I guess a bit curious, but doesn’t question.
“Now if you excuse me sir.”
I leave the room, walking fast and going to the security room again, but on the way, I could hear someone cursing, that… was Z-13.
I stopped and got closer to the door, I could hear some more things and, apparently, the new guy was horrible, had no control over the situation, Z-13 was the one questioning and definitely scaring him, in summary, he was in total control. If that continued, Z-13 was definitely gonna get some punishment, and severe.
I entered the observation room, right beside the interrogation, went to the microphone, turned it on and said.
“Sebastian… go easy on him, please.”
I say in a worried tone, I had… pity for him, I didn’t even want to see his reaction, just leave the room quickly.
Maybe I should call him by his name more times, Sebastian is a nice one.

Notes:

I decided to make a drawing of Eliza

 

Chapter 8

We reached the interrogation room, me and that new guy, I was very used to these sessions by now.
“So… Patient Z-13… How was… All the teeth transformation?”
He was definitely scared.
“Oh you know… GREAT!”
I gave him a sarcastic smile, showing off the teeth he asked about, also rolling my eyes and gesticulating as much as I could with my hands tied.
“ Hm… Right…”
I could see him gulping in fear, looking around, probably looking for the guards for some protection.
“Ahm… Was- was it… Painful?”
Was it painful!? That idiot didn’t just ask me that.
“WAS IT PAINFUL!?... AND YOU REALLY HAVE TO ASK HUH?! YOU BITCH!”
I slam the table in frustration, my bait lights up, blinking a bright yellow and orange hue.
“HOW ABOUT YOU TRY IT!? IT WOULD BE GREAT TO SEE ALL YOUR TEETH FALL OUT DON’T YOU THINK? OH AND AS A BONUS PRIZE, YOU CAN TAKE THIS FUCKING THING ON MY HEAD AND GRAY SKIN!”
I say pointing to my antenna.
My claws were very visible and I was showing off my sharp teeth too, but I wasn’t angry, just frustrated.
He was shaking, looking straight at me with that “I’m dead” expression. Hey… Maybe I could take advantage of this situation to get more info about this place… With that in mind, I begin to act.
“I don’t know if you know what you’re supposed to do here… You’re new here, aren’t you? You know nothing about me… Do you?”
My speech was slow and cold in tone, but with a bit of venom.
The guy swallows hard.
“I think you don’t know… What’s happening here…”
“That door is locked… right?”
I pointed to the door we came in, while looking at him with a smile.
“I could… Kill you… Right here.”
The man turned pale.
“But that could be avoided. What do you say… We make a deal… I know you need this info about me, so you bring me info about this Urbanshade and the world outside and I will give you the info you need to stay alive.”
I leave my hands on the table, on top of one another, while I give him a small smile.
He babbles something, but I cut him off.
“Do we have a deal?”
Silence, it was the time to really scare him.
“DO WE HAVE A FUCKING DEAL OR NOT!?”
When I screamed, it was like the boy came back from a trance. He suddenly reached his hand under the table, feeling around for something.
Shit, these tables might have a panic button, he was looking for it.
I got up and just as I did, I heard a voice.
“Sebastian… Go easy on him, please.”
He hits the button.
“SHIT.”
I say hitting the table and grinding my teeth.
I looked over at the wall, there was a small camera, with a smaller mic attached, and in the middle, above the mirror, was an intercom.
It was too late, they were gonna take me to that fucking room, I was gonna die or get transformed even more.
There were two choices: I attack or wait for the worst, I chose to attack.
I remembered what I did to myself, those claws are strong, but I was still very hurt and weak, I couldn’t do much. It was either waiting and attacking the guards or… the new guy.
Before the guards could get inside, I jumped in the guy’s direction, holding him. Then I wrapped my tied up arms around his neck, totally holding him and taking him as a hostage.
The guards enter the room, already pistols in hand.
“DON’T GET ANY CLOSER OR I’LL KILL HIM!”
The man was crying, in total desperation, shaking uncontrollably.
The guards were just aiming in my direction.
Before I could say any more threats, one of the guards shoots at the guy, hitting him straight in the head. I felt his body going limp, falling on top of me. Then the other guards tackle me, pinning me to the ground and removing the other guy’s body from top of me. I looked at my clothes, now even more blood, but now it had some fresh blood, the smell was unbearable, giving me a lot of adrenaline, but I still couldn’t move. I was confused, not really processing what just happened. I did try to move, but I was held down very tightly. One of the guards held me down, the other one took out a taser and started shocking me. I just felt something hit my head, and I got knocked out cold.
I opened my eyes, seeing people in scrubs, but everything was blurry and muted, but I still heard a voice in the background.
“We’re adding the mutant water snake tail.”
Tail… I looked down and saw… A massive tail… What was that? I actually could feel them cutting me, very lightly.
“Nervous system test is compl-”
Everything turns dark.