Bloody Roar

Once again I woke up to voices around me, I wasn't able to distinguish what these voices were saying but I had an idea where I was and I didn't like it. The last thing I remember was an incredibly one sided fight between me and those two soldiers, I wasn't 100 percent sure but it was more than likely that I was back at that lab Prometheus I broke out of.

I tried to sit up and take a look around but I was strapped down to a table. I then started pulling against my restraint trying to see if I could get free but in doing so I had drawn the attention of the person who was in the room.

A lady in a lab coat walked over and tightened the straps across my wrist and chest. "You know that amount of anesthesia could take down a bull for days, any normal man would have died from such a high dosage. But then again you are not any normal man are you" she said with a smile on her face.

I grunted in return and stared at her. She looked at me with intrigue and frowned. "It is a shame you cannot talk, I would love to know what exacty you are thinking about right now. I want to know the depth of your knowledge, are you just another wild beast in the shape of a man or are you capable of complex though. Well I will find out eventually I guess when I am taking you apart" she said with an innocent smile as she poke at my chest.

She turned and began to leave the room, "Don't worry my precious, I'll be back in just a minute. Julia prep it for surgery". Another girl in the room out of my line of sight stood up and nodded as Lt General Ashley left the room.

Julia got up from around her desk and walked towards me looking at me the whole time. "You know you are kinda cute, you are just my type of guy. And you are quite too, just the way I like them, I going to enjoy watching the doctor take you apart slowly, I might even get to help" she smiled wickedly as she began rubbing my chest.

What the hell is wrong with this God forsaken place I thought to myself, everyone I have met so far is either trying to kill me or a sadistic nut case trying to take me apart. As Julia was rubbing my chest she started blushing and was smiling insanely, "I want to take you apart so bad, but I can't I have to wait".

As she was doing this I was trying my best to figure out a way to escape, then I notice her arm got dangerously close to my head. I knew if I were to wait then eventually I might be able to plan an escape but I didn't like my chances and as her hand came closer my instincts took over.

As her arm got close to me, I threw my head forward grabbing unto her arm with my teeth. As I grabbed her arm I could feel my teeth slicing thought her flesh until it reached bone. She was caught completely off guard and didn't notice until it was too late. She began repeatedly punching me in the face trying to get me to release her arm but as she hit me, my jaws just tightened even more.

She reached into her coat and pulled out a scalpel and stabbed me in the stomach with it and out of reflex I released her arm. As soon as Julia was free she took a break from screaming to swear some very colorful curses at me. She was no longer interested in the creature in front of her she wanted nothing more than to kill it.

But her anger only deepened as she looked at the creature and saw a smile of contempt spread across his face as though he was happy with what he had done. She looked down at he arm and realized that a chuck of her left arm was missing she once again began screaming.

God damn it why did I do that, that was so foolish. All that I had managed to do was anger her and alert all the people around this room but atleast if I die here she would have something to remember me by. I opened my mouth and spat the flesh that I had just removed from her arm unto the table next to me.

I looked at Julia and I saw that any moment now she would snap and absolutely lose her shit. The last thing I wanted to do was die, as far as I was concerned I haven't even been living for 3 days and to die was unfortunate but this seemed like the best option. Dying here and now is far better than living as a lab rat being taken apart slowly by these sickos.

Julia still stood beside me fuming and breathing heavily. As she was looking at Roman trying her best to rationalize not killing him, he spat something at her. A red projectile left his mouth and landed on her face and splattered as it hit her going into her eye as well as dripping on her jacket.

It was blood, it was her blood, the blood from her arm that he had bitten off. The was the breaking point for her, she flew off the side of the room and began tearing the place apart and as she was searching a joyful laughter from behind her angered her even more. Julia found what she was looking for and return to the table and without hesitation plunged it into the chest of the laughing creature.

...

Roman saw Julia move to the side of the room and he began laughing in an attempt to enrage her even more. Even though he could not talk he knew he was able to make sounds and as he predicted Julia got even angrier and began coming at him with a knife.

Even thought he had more or less made peace with death a deep part of him was not yet ready to die. It was this same part of him that caused him to open his mouth and scream as the knife was plunged into his chest. He screamed but at the same time it was more like a roar, a fierce and commanding roar that he did not even know he had within him.

This blood curdling roar resonated throughout the whole base and could even be heard outside the building's thick walls. As the knife sank into his flesh Roman lost consciousness and what took over his body was something much darker. Roman's entire demeanor changed and his body even began giving off a different vibe, a more primal and monstrous vibe radiated from his being. While Roman was intelligent and complex this was the part of him that was wrath that thought, more beast than man.

...

As General Nash and his team entered the Hangar doors they hear a blood curdling roar coming from the depths of the base. Almost instinctively he reached for sword on his waist and those with him readied their guns. The people in the base didn't think much of it but this frightened the general, he has been dealing with breaches for years and he knew exactly what this was.

The Breaches you run into on a regular basis were wild, savage and relatively weak (for him and his team) but every once in a while they will come across a strong breach that can command the others and when that strong breach is on the verge of dying they would roar, calling for help from other breaches. This call whips the weaker breaches into a suicidal frenzy causing them to get even more aggressive and violent.

That roar sound very similar but as far as he knew there were no breaches here that should be able to do that. He immediately started ordering those around him to secure the area and activate defensive manuevers for the facility but on standby just in cases it was a false alarm.

One floor below where Roman was being kept there was a large open area full of weakened and sedated breaches but as the roar reached them. They became senseless, they were only thinking of one thing and that was getting to whatever was calling them. They began slamming themselves against the bars that held them and as they did that the electrical current running through the bars that would usually deterred them was no longer enough.

They continued slamming themselves against the bars until the bolts that held up the frame began falling out. And after relentless beating the entire gate fell over and the Breaches were no longer contained. Free to run wild as they saw fit.