Zero Point Bound Prisoner

Verify: Kor, Acquisition.

- The scanner analyzed her cybernetic eye, and the door of the cell slid open. The Subject was already jumping to its feet, nervousness evident in its erratic movements. -

Ah! Visiting hours already? Or did I miss lu--AHK

- Its voice cut short as Kor slammed a concealed anti-rift collar around its throat. A click. The light blinked on. Engaged. The Subject could not escape. -

Th... The hell?! What are you--GAH

- Gasped words cut off, its head thrown back and impacting the wall. The Subject slid down the paneling and barely caught itself before it hit the floor. Not giving it any time to breathe, Kor grabbed a handful of the Subject's long blonde hair, ignoring its cries of pain and clawing at her hand as she hauled it up to its knees. -

You have been a waste of resources for far too long, Subject 0204. You should be glad I am not here to kill you.

NGH!!!

- Smiling, Kor jabbed an injector into the Subject's exposed neck, a paralytic agent immediately releasing into its bloodstream.

While she was here, she could at least collect some good data. The kind the former Overseer didn't have the stones to collect, it seems.

The Subject seemed to be growing a little stiff, its breathing labored, but the Zero effect on its body was glowing significantly brighter, and the toxin wasn't nearly having the effect it should. -

Immunity! To our strongest paralytic! Fascinating.

- Kor threw the Subject to the side, not even hearing its gasped curses, and drew her taser, firing an electric shock powerful enough to render an elephant catatonic directly into the Subject's stomach.

It screamed, writhing and convulsing, but when the charge stopped it was still lucid. So electricity wouldn't have the desired effect either.

Good. More fun that way. -

He told me to ensure you were virtually vegetative by whatever means I deemed necessary.

- Kor forced the Subject to look at her. Its eyes were dazed, but still furiously defiant even if unable to focus. -

Even if I had to resort to lobotomy. Tell me, 0204, will you force me to get my gloves that dirty?

- Fear. Finally, she saw fear in those eyes. -

You *huff* wouldn't dare *huff*... Bitch.

- The smile on her face turned cruel, and she leaned in to whisper in its ear. -

Your precious Overseer can't protect his little pet anymore.

- A whimper of terror. A weak attempt to struggle. It grasped at her throat, but lacked the strength to close its hand, instead scrabbling in vain at her collar. Failing that, it made a pathetic attempt to kick her legs out from under her.

Fighting back! How absurd.

Kor lifted the Subject bodily now by the throat and slammed her fist into its stomach, again and again. The lower ribs gave way, and the Subject screamed hoarsely despite the pressure of her grip. High on the feeling of release, Kor threw it to the ground, planting her heel in its side. -

Show some gratitude, 0204! Our leader has found a use for your worthless existence! You will be the basis of a new branch of science that will help us bring about his perfect vision!

- She straddled the Subject, a hand on its throat once more. -

Not that you will be conscious to see it!

- Kor slammed the butt of her taser down into its temple, and the Subject finally went limp. Dropping the taser, Kor released her grip on the Subject, leaning back and taking deep breaths to calm down.

She felt better.

A laugh suddenly erupted from her chest, a mad blend of relief, ecstasy, and hysteria. Geno would be so pleased with her! All these months of enduring this miserable creature's antics and goading, and it had all been worth it!

But she mustn't drop the ball now! Transport had to be arranged! This state of unconsciousness would have to be maintained! But that was fine. She had the preparations in hand. All they needed was to be executed. The Subject was already almost healed, technically. She needed to hurry.