Project Hercules I

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Hey there readers, like I said in the previous chapter, the next two chapters -starting from this one- will be a double chapter update.

SPOILER ALERT: THIS CHAPTER IS A LITTLE LONGER THAN USUAL.

From the chapter title I know you all can already guess what the next two chapters is going to be about, well, have fun reading!

We all stood there in the courtyard, assembled in seven rows of seven columns with restraining collars attached around each of our necks, which was programmed to let out a mild electric shock if we were to wander a mile away from the research center that currently held us hostage, only to be used as guinea pigs for the Hercules project.

We stood according to the numbers they gave to us which was still boldly printed on the restraining collars. My number being TS-006 meant that I was standing in the first row on the sixth column. My brother Alexander on the other hand was number TS-042 that meant that he was no where in sight cause he was at the back of the assembly.

"Listen up test subjects The bald headed instructor yelled out at us from a raised platform on which him and some other people stood. "You all know why you are here so I'm not going to beat around the bush, over ninety percent of you will die before the conclusion of this project. Now I know all of you were dragged here against your wills, but it is your duty as members of the legendary maiden shelter to ensure the survival of humanity by any means necessary even if it means laying down your lives..."

But isn't that the job of the scouts, that has nothing to do with us. Screw humanity, we are all doomed anyway!

"I assure you, your sacrifices will not be in vain and will be remembered throughout history. Now without further ado, a word from His Majesty himself." The instructor said before stepping aside.

"His Majesty?"

"His he really here?!"

Murmurs started to circulate around the assembly of test subjects but was quiet down by the appearance of His Majesty the king, or most commonly, 'the white wolf'.

"I'm going to cut to the chase, you all will undergo series of maintenance whereby you will be given various injections containing different substances, which some of you may or may not survive..."

Maintenance? He makes it sound like we are some sort of replaceable machines.

Groups of men wearing lab coats came walking towards us with some women holding trays with needles, syringes filled with different coloured liquid and cotton wool trailing behind them.

"Please try to cooperate with the researchers, they are only trying to make this project a success and so is everyone here, right?" His Majesty said as he gestures towards the men in lab coats who seemed to be preparing to administer the injections to each and everyone here, only the test subjects that is.

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