The idea of helping Doctor Lincoln in the lab was not something Damian found pleasing, especially after he witnessed all the crazy tests Lincoln did down there, treating humans like shit.
But it was not like the identity of Gregory, a low-ranking soldier who worked in the security cameras, would have any saying in that request. Damian had to help, or Lincoln would make him go there without his consent, so why bother saying no?
They walked into a large building where the kitchen was, grabbing bacon and eggs for breakfast. It was nice to have something different, and when Lincoln went there, no one dared to look him directly in the eye.
'He's like a mad doctor in here. His research is decent, but the means he uses to achieve it are disgusting,' Damian thought.
The two sat at a table, eating their breakfast before entering the lab, and both said nothing. Damian was not feeling like starting a conversation with Doctor Lincoln there, as he could not act like a curious person.
But when the two were in the lab, Lincoln said, "Your only job here is to pass me the instruments as I ask them. Understood? Also, if there are any problems with the subjects, guards will quickly arrive here to save us."
It was a straightforward task that Damian could do effortlessly and with mastery. But something was still bothering him. Why did Lincoln choose him from all the other people inside the military base?
Damian did not believe in coincidences like becoming the assistant one day after getting Gregory's identity to himself. He looked like he was paying attention to what Lincoln said and even passed the right tools when needed, but in reality, Damian was thinking of ways to leave that place if the situation turned in the wrong direction.
The first part of their day was to start the experiments on the vampire Damian knew, yet the vampire had no idea the current Gregory was Damian.
"This is a vampire we caught inside the dungeon. We are using him to create a serum out of his blood to grant us, humans, the same abilities vampires have, yet without the side effects," Doctor Lincoln said.
He spoke in a way indicating his pride in his searches, but Damian knew very well the wicked things he did down there.
"The scalpel, please," Lincoln said, extending his hand toward Damian.
The vampire was tied up on a chair, and Lincoln not only used its blood to create a serum but tested all parts of the vampire, like using tools to rip the skin off, and he even studied a vampire's kidney!
It was a test he did on humans, but Damian felt terrible for the vampire, even the one who attacked him. No one deserved to get locked in a cell and tortured daily.
But Damian did nothing rather than giving the Doctor all the tools he needed, watching the experiment from the sidelines. That was terrible to watch, but Damian was glad they seemed to have not uncovered his identity.
That was until Damian noticed strange behaviors around them. Both he and Doctor Lincoln were inside the experiment room, and there were some guards outside to protect the room, the Doctor, and act if any subject went rogue.
Damian knew those things were relatively standard, but more and more guards gathered outside the room, and he could tell some glanced at him, turning their faces in the other direction before Damian returned the gaze.
Perhaps the dumb Gregory would not realize the odd movements happening in his surroundings, but Damian did, and adrenaline pumped in, and he was ready to fight for his life if needed.
"Take the vampire back to the cell," Doctor Lincoln said, and two guards rushed in, dragging the vampire out of the room.
Then only the Doctor and Damian remained inside the room, yet some guards made their way closer to the door, blocking any escape attempt.
"Don't be scared, Gregory. We are not going to hurt you. It is just that you have been chosen to test the serums out of everyone inside this military base," Lincoln said.
If it was the perfect serum, anyone would be happy to be in that situation, but the current ones? Those serums were deadly, and no one wanted to end up like the other subjects who went rogue, crazy, or died horribly.
Damian had no way to run, and even if he could leave the lab area, how would he deal with tons of superhumans outside and escape?
So he just accepted his fate. Doctor Lincoln went close to him with a needle, "This is the first serum made using vampire blood."
Doctor Lincoln aimed the needle right into Damian's arm, which quickly pierced through his skin, injecting whatever was inside. Damian had no idea how his body would react, but gladly, it responded well, rejecting the serum!
<Unknown Blood entering Host's Body>
<Giant Bloodline Activated!>
<Unknown Blood Eliminated>
The serum had vampire blood and other things in it, but it was mainly made with blood, and despite vampires being powerful creatures, their blood could not go against the ancient giant blood. It died before doing anything to Damian.
"Strange. No visible effects," Lincoln said, staring at Damian.
Usually, people went rogue after one minute or two, yet Damian looked fine, and for a moment, Doctor Lincoln believed the serum had worked, but when he did the tests to confirm it, the serum was not inside Damian's blood.
"Strange, Gregory. It is like you are immune to this serum. " We have another one here," Lincoln said, moving toward a closed box, opening it, and grabbing another needle.
That was the serum designed to grant a superhuman another ability, one that would be random, just like the first one. Well, not random. Abilities depended on the person's DNA, so your ability would be chosen after birth, even before you took the serum.
It was like the serum would only open the potential a person already had.
Lincoln went close to Damian with the needle, and he had no idea what would happen if that thing touched his arm!