Experiment (Jackson)

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Matt Turner had read an ad in the paper about experimentation that could help in fighting skills. It sharpened his eyes when he read that, and by that, it simply meant his eyes widened more then normal. Taking the ad he went to a reserach place, his two katana secured in his sheaths, his dark red shirt clung to his muscled body and his jeans were torn from all the practice he did.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" Matt stood in the rather luxurious place and was about to leave when he noticed some drones pop out of the walls. Pulling his katana free he made quick work of the drones, decaptiating two and sliding behind the others slicing it from the midrift up. Coming out unscathed he heard clapping and turned to rear his blades at the opponent.

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Jackson sat comfortably in a booth, his hands were seated across his lap as he watched monitors one through four with a bored look. He had put an ad in the paper looking for an experiment, a man who was fit and agile and who could keep up with his tests without fainting. No one had answered in weeks and he grew so bored he created some drones to test out anyone who walked in the front door. Sure enough, a guy walked in with shining eyes and two katana stashed on his person. Well well, he thought, looks like my day just took an interesting direction. "Time to have fun," he said as he released the drones into the room.

The drones were human like in apperance, though, they had no skin and their eyes were practically lights. If a human took one hit to the groin by their hands...they'd lose their man hood and never get it back. The man inside fought with quite a spirit, and the katana made a come back as he sliced through the machines never getting a mark on him. Leaving the booth he took the stairs down and as he walked out he clapped. The man was jumpy as he moved to the left to avoid the blades turning on his head. "Leave that to the drones...not the scientist. Love what you did though, will take me weeks to reattach that head. By the way I'm Jackson Rove, lead inventor, scientist, tester extroidanare. And you are?"

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Matt sort of felt embarrassed for almost taking the head of the person who sent out the ad looking for help. Sheathing his katanas he took an apologetic step back and looked at the man. He was quite young looking, his green eyes scanned him and his body was quite neutral; in other words he could be a fighter and he wouldn't know about it. "I am sorry, my name is Matt Turner. My mutant code name is Dragon Warrior...I know, sort of reminescent of the earlier Dragon Warrior series released on Nintendo. Anyway, I saw your ad and came as soon as I can. Could you tell me why you were seeking help with this...experiment in general?"

Matt was still confused over this. The ad had mentioned someone willing to undergo some experimentation to enhance their power, but, it did't reveal anymore then that. This guy seemed like the titles he said, but, he wanted to make sure what it was he was getting into before it got any farther then a few test drones.

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Jackson exhaled a breath he thought he hadn't held and looked at the man. Matt was his name, but, he went by dragon warrior. It did remind him of the late series, when they were still good, but he wasn't about to go into talk about video games. Life was more...hazardous then fighting graphics and games built upon leveling up characters to beat stronger foes. Listening to his curiosity he sighed and knew this would come up. Turning his back on him he folded his arms and gave a long hard look at the wall just to the left. Hidden within was a monitor and keyboard that could activate a new set of drones, but, they weren't there yet.

"I meant what I said in the ad, that I would make you stronger if you assist me. The other stuff is merely injections into your body, some side effects, like I'm sure you got from the Morlock Women who captured you. While this stuff isn't sexual, it will cause you to be a slight more...destructive. The door is still open for you to leave...but...in the coming days you'll need all the strength if you wish to protect your loved one." He noted with a smirk.

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Matt raised an eyebrow as Jackson mentioned the Morlock women. No one had known about that but Jubilee, and, he was certain the two had never met before. Regardless he was showing him the door, stating that he could leave if he so chose to. It was nice to know the door was open for his departure, but, he didn't want to leave until he became stronger. He wanted to protect Jubilee from the evil in this world, including people who got off on other's pain. No other choice, he thought, if I keep using the power I hold in myself I won't get anywhere.

"Alright, experiment on me, use what you have to in order to ensure I do not fall prey to some drones." Matt watched Jackson smile and soon he departed further into the place. Heaving a sigh he took a seat in a chair and flipped through a magazine about weapons. I sure hope this doesn't take long, he noted with a bored yawn.

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Jackson wore a content smile, glad to have a guinea pig, er, experiment for him to work on. This guy was worried about drones, oh ho, he had more in his storage room then just drones to test him. If it were simply drones, well, where would the fun be in that? Jackson had money to spend, and, money coming in with his little side projects. There was hardly a point in his day where boredom set in or a human trait of pondering how should he spend his day? Standing amongst a clutter of things he found the needles needed to test out his latest strength enhancing drug. Once injected he would see if he falted under a test drone he had been tinkering with.

Coming out he walked with a purpose, his green eyes locked on his rather bored subject as he flipped through last years weapon guide. "I keep forgetting to change those, anyway, good news...found a needle to ensure some...strength. Remember, there might be a few bugs in it, but, like a computer it can be easily fixed. Now...pay no attention to me as I do this." Seeing he was being ignored he injected the needle into his arm and back springed to safety as he hit a button releasing a rather huge and intimidating drone upon him.

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Matt was fixated on the magazine to hardly notice Jackson. Though when he said not to pay attention curiosity was picqued and he looked over to see the needle sink under his skin. Cringing as the needle bit at him as the injection seeped into his body he felt a rather dizzy spell take over his body. Standing up on wobbly feet his hand reached for the hilt of his sword but passed by it. "I can't see...you ass you made me blind!" Matt heard the thumping and before he could pull free his sword he felt the whoosh go from his lungs as he was sent flying into the wall.

Spitting up blood he held his stomach and could hear the metallic whine of legs as they thundered towards him. "How do you fight blind...even with power?" Seeing a blurry image aim a blade at him he ducked and felt the top of his scalp get a scratch. Wincing he clumsily roll and came to his feet. This time he held his sword at bay and defended against the powerful attack. Grinning he swung forward slicing through the normally unreachable metal skin and severing it.

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"Oops...looks like serum 299 leads to temporary blindness," Jackson laughed and ran his hand through his dark hair. "I know it may seem bad...but trust me...the effects should double your strength...I think." Jackson watched as he could not reach his sword, and, with the drone heading his way there was not a chance he would get to it in time. Well, I am lending him a hand by giving him strength, so...what doesnt' kill him will definetly make him stronger. Watching as he was sent flying across the room he second guessed that proverb and went back to his work table to browse through the other needles.

The crash of a body up against the wall made him hurry up his search. Blindness was seeing through new eyes, no wait, it meant heightened senses. So if he was blind, that meant his other five senses had improved. Sure enough as he watched the scene he could tell Matt was hearing the drone, and, it was how he avoided its really deadly sword lunge. Wielding the Katana through the air the mere strength was doubled and the drone groaned as its arm hit the floor. "Success...I mean...go get him!" Smiling he began to go over some paper work.

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Damn, he thought, temporary blindness does not mean success or warrants me leaving here without broken ribs. The fact I sliced off one arm does not mean I'm out of the woods...it only means I have to act fast or lose it all. Hearing the metallic like limbs move in conjunction with one another he heard a stronger source of expended energy. In other words I should duck before I get my head knocked off. Ducking he felt the still connected limb swing over him. Racing forward he leaped into the air and came down hard with a downward thrust letting the steel of his bled penetrate the arm.

The drone groaned as oil leaked forth and its limb suddenly stopped working. The chest plate popped free and several smaller drones were released. Each one sought out a part of him and began to zap at him. Wincing in pain he fell to the ground and rolled to lessen the impact. Coming up he swiped blindly at the drones feeling success with each explosion. The drone itself was immobile and once he dispatched the smaller ones he went to finish the other one with a flying kick knocking it down. Panting and groaning he looked over at where he thought Jackson was.

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Jackson was finished labeling the needles when he heard the metallic groan from his drone. Apparently it has lost its limbs so now it is accessing its final stage. The tiny drones are meant to attack his reflexes, so, right he passes them off as mere insectial nuisances. Wearing a smirk he heard the huge lumbering drone put to an end as it hit the ground with a very loud thud. His rather blind experiment was smiling to no end, his body scratched and bruised, and possibly some ribs dislocated, but he was still in one piece. It was rather interesting to have all this on footage...for future reserach. I need to make them stronger, he thought, but for now having him stronger suffices.

"Very good Matt. The serum did not betray you in the larger sense. However, I might want to inform you of a proverb. Never turn your back on your opponent, and, with that I must go into a more secure room." This next part should entertain and see once and for all if strength alone can save him from this devastating finale. I'm seeing he does, but, with his reflexes down how will he escape the totatlly world shattering explosion? Jackson slid through the closing door and took a breath before retreating to his observation room.

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"You know...you have a lot of proverbs," Matt said as he groaned. "You should let sleeping lions sleep, oh crap, I think I had one as well. My point is there is no need to be alarmed, I set him down finally and won't have to worry about his metallic hide again." Still, when he heard the retreating steps of Jackson and another door open up, he felt like something was afoot...or awry in this case. Keeping his nerves on edge he could feel a tremor shake his footing and he fell to his knees. Something was not right, and, the smell in the air was like a mixture of oil and...crap! Oil was volatile and that meant when a flame was near it would explode igniting the whole area in an explosion that could tear his flesh apart.

"Damn...I have to move fast!" Even with his strength, he found his reflexes and speed slightly sluggish at best. Shaking his head to clear it he found it was no good and the drone was beginning to light. Clearing all fear he sought his two katana and did what he normally did when he unleashed his ultimate attack. Harnessing the power in his legs he leaped into the air and could hear the explosion rip apart the room. Reaching for the pipes above he could feel the heat tease his feet dangling there. When the explosion died down he watched his katana hit the ground and his breathing became regular. "Self destruct...well...at least I dodged that one."

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Jackson heard the explosion and held onto the table as it shook the place. Rushing to see what happened he saw his lab in complete disarray. Matt's katana were probing the ground by the steel blade and the drone lay in complete and utter waste. There goes all that reserach, he thought, still where is my experiment? Holding his head as something hit him he bent down to inspect and noticed a shoe. Letting out a chuckle he looked up to see Matt hanging on by the pipes. "Congratulations Matt...you have just beat one of my tough drones...and I might add without dieing. I can see your a long way up...so I'll help you out on your way down." Jackson went over to a metal door and walked in. Several minutes later he came out with a weird looking device.

"This device was made by my capable hands...it should ease your descent...not make you fall to a haphazard like death. Now you might feel a tingle...but rest assured it isn't anything drastic or mind numbing." Hitting the green button he aimed a beam at Matt and slowly guided his body to the ground. It only took a minute top and he pushed the red button to suck the beam back in. "Your sight should return to you, so, try and not make any sudden moves. I'll get you a drink to cool your nerves...then we'll discuss stage two." Jackson left and was cheering inside, still, that blindness has to be fixed.

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Matt sighed and was relieved to hear Jackson's voice, in a sense. True he didn't really like him much for the serum, but, the fact that he was helping him get stronger was a truer sense then like. He wanted to protect Jubilee, and, strength was the only way to fight off numerous foes without ever falling and leaving her vulnerable. Feeling a tickling like feeling he felt his hands loosen around the pipe and he began a slow descent to the ground. Feeling the ground under his one shoed foot he breathed in a sigh of relief; glad to have dodged a very large bullet back there. When Jackson spoke of phase two he wanted to leave, but again, he came here with a purpose, and if he had wanted to leave that door was now closed.

"I'm in for the long run," he sighed, "and if I coward out now...I will be nothing but a weak mutant and can do little for Jubilee when the time comes." Blinking his eyes he saw the room in complete disarray and explosion of burns scorched the wall and pretty much sent the table about the place in wooden shrapnel. The serums though weren't there, possibly flipped below to another floor, he noted as he ran his hand through his hair and waited for his drink.

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Jackson got two cold beers from the employee's lounge, aka his lounge, and walked back slowly to join his experiment. Matt by now had regained his sight and the strength that was in him was slowly seeping out like anything that had been exhausted. "You should drink it while it is cold, other wise you'll just have a warm beer on hand." Handing him his drink he sipped his own and let out a relieved and comfortable sigh. "You know you really kicked ass back there. I was never privy with swords, but, you are really bringing that back my friend. Strength has often been over played for defense or reserving power, but, without strength...we're nothing."

Drinking his beer again he knew that Matt was waiting for him to discuss phase two. Laughing lightly he beckoned for him to follow. This part of the lab was fnished, so, on to the back up lab. Coming to a stop he motioned towards a seat and began to press several buttons lighting up a darkened room. "Welcome to phase two. In this phase I will inject you with a serum that will heighten your reaction time and give you a burst of strenth when you dodge an attack. There might be a downside, as with most trials, but, I promise by the end of the day you'll have your serum for your time. You all set?"

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Accepting the beer Matt sipped it. The coldness did his body wonders as he had already been placed through an ordeal back there. Jackson knew how to make his drones, and, should they be too easy he would place faith instantly in the serums and not even bother with all these other trials. Watching the room light up and taking his words like a elixir he noticed the room was double the size capacity of before, and, there were no obstacles around for him to trip over or fear of shrapnel lodging in his skin. There were two doors at the far side of the room and each one seemed to carry a traveling truck or so inside. Whatever behemoth he had to fight next, he would need all the strength he could muster from these serums.

"Alright...inject me and lets get this over with." Matt offered his arm and tried not to look as he knew the injection would occurr soon. The challenge to avoid fainting was to simply think of happier things. He thought of Jubilee and her radiant face after they made love or seeing her face all content as she snuggled up against him. It was these very images that brought him into a comma...but the reminder of reality kicked in as he felt the needle pinch his skin and the new liquid seered through his veins like he was on fire.