"Father?" I forcefully push my mouth open to speak against the will of this body and ask, My voice horse it barley came out as an whisper.
The women in the full body hazmat suit above me didn't bother to answer my questions. She instead silently orders for them to take the needles out and puts it on the tray the nurse next to her was holding.
"Use the centrifuge, spin the blood to separate then put the data in A-1_112, finish this project first I don't want to spend more time then I need to on this, her father wants her available for more training so," she paused to remove her gloves and toss them into the waste bin, then heads to the door still, ordering those around her, "Chop-Chop, move it, ill be back with HIM for her to train, tomorrow."
"Yes, Ma'am" In one voice the workers yelled loudly bring there hand up to salute her , the sliding door closed after her figures was out of sight.
Once she's gone they returned to there work, I was still laying clothed in a hospital clothes my bare ass rubbing against the loose polyester fabric. I uncomfortably shift under the curiosity in the eyes of the, now five hazmat doctors above me.
They put there needles in a tray never turning away from me studying my ever breath, every involuntary twitch, was analyzed under the 5 doctors above looking at me like prey.
'P-Project, I'm a project!? What the hell! Where is the original host memories where it at!?' I look around frantically eyeing the doctors dressed up in white hazmat suits above me than look to the side were dressed in yellow hazmat.
"You heard her get it ready for project A-1_112 please." One ordered, and immediately the yellow moved and everything was on a tray in front of the white. The white hazmats crowding me split off into twos, one team stood at my feet, my torso and then my head.
I felt a hand on my forehead come and pull me back to lay flat then another ringed under my neck something is dragging across my neck then something, a muzzle layed down on my mouth.
*Snap*
The clips on the mask snap shut then I felt pressure from the doctors around me holding me down from there positions including my shoulders. Someone's tighten the restraints on my arms, legs, and torso.
I took a sharp breath through the mask because of the pain on my limbs, I really hoped what ever this is it isn't anything too harmful to breath in. I started to breath it I immediately felt a tingling sensation throughout my body now knowing it won't immediately be painful, so I calm down a bit.
That is when the sensation became uncomfortable I couldn't feel anything after the third breath I felt like I was walking on clouds but could control myself my thoughts. Starting to struggle harder with each passing breath everytime I inhaled I felt more more out of control I was getting more hysterical.
"Argh!!!" I completely broken out of that hosts mentality and yelled and struggled I even tried using my powers but the gas seemed to weaken me against the people holding me down each had a strong grip and pressed me harder into the medical table.
'Fucking R.O.B, why did he have to send me here of all places haven't I suffered enough!?' I was yelling cursing in my head by didn't have enough control over the body to actually yell and show much emotion physically against the original host's WILL I only let out grunts and whimpers as the the poison gas circulated in my lungs and through my brain.