>>5742338‘<span class="mu-i">Initial tests proved uninspiring. Host musculature and dermal protection increased as the parasite settled in, but at a certain point the parasite’s symbiosis gave way to… confusion.
The host sprouted tentacles, hooklike teeth, vestigial appendages that only served to hinder the new organism… and how STUPID they were! Combat trials against Hauser Security personnel ended as well as one might expect: a trained combatant had the advantage in every test… until the organisms were allowed to work in PACKS…
I made sure Hartley’s name was on the roster for that trial. His death (along with his squadmates) provided crucial data. First, the pack hunters (ALPHAS as I’ve elected to designate them) have VORACIOUS appetites–upon making a kill they will devour almost every part of their prey, be it bone, gristle, or even weaponry. Effective in closed combat environments, but ultimately more of a liability than anything else. No private or government military would want them. Upsetting.
My second revelation, however, was that despite being parasitic in nature, the annelids (Dubbed R PARASITE) appear to operate under some sort of HIVE MIND… the more ALPHAS we added to the combat exercise, the better they performed.
It was time to proceed to human testing. Hauser resisted, of course. Said it was too early. So did his bootlicker from ‘Down Unda’, to use the parlance of our times. It’s to be expected, of course–the ignorant will always stand in opposition to the enlightened. Hauser stood firm until I showed him the data… after that he was all too eager to gather more strays for me to play with… this time of the human variety.
Failures. Failures, failures, FAILURES! Where they failed in life these subjects failed TENFOLD upon receiving my gift–surely there was something wrong with their physiology… Why was it that R PARASITE was so adverse to their bodies?! It was simple, or so I thought: malnutrition, drug use, illnesses… it all must have been interfering with the parasite’s growth! When I presented my grievances to Hauser he denied my requests for healthier subjects… How can a man so motivated by profit have such a CONSCIENCE!? Deplorable!
Science is founded on sacrifice… no one knows that better than I. There was a lab drone of mine… ‘Mika’ I believe her name was… spent most of her lab time watching my every move and constantly asking me personal questions with that mewling, stammering voice of hers… a mosquito in human clothing.
She was all too eager to accept an invitation to an after hours rendezvous with me in the lab. Disgusting thing. Her life proved to not be completely useless, however, because as her flesh warped into arachnid-like chitin and hairy appendages just like the vagrants before her, I realized my error:
We were working with adolescent parasites. I needed to locate the source.</span>’
>CONTD. 