Slamming his knife into the creature's leg, Cain twisted the blade and snarled, baring his teeth. "Where do you come from? "Cain yelled.
"I won't bend to you bitch; I am a demon; you think I'll ever fear a mere human?" Laughing, the creature spits on Cain's face.
Wiping the blood-infused saliva off his face, Cain smiled softly. "Ah, but you will bend, be it your bones until they snap or your mind until you tell me what I wish to know."
Putting the knife on the table next to him, he pulled out a scalpel and started to cut the skin lightly.
The demon screamed and yelled, but Cain did his work without breaking a sweat and started to peel large strips of the creature's skin every now and again.
After 2 hours, the demon was a mass of blood and muscles; its skin was utterly cut off.
"Interesting the creatures muscle system is like a humans but different at the same time! A unique creature for sure."
Grabbing a vial, he collected some of the blood and put it in, and corked the top. "I'll run tests on its DNA and determine its kind of creature.
Turning to look at the creature, cain weighed his options. He could keep torturing it and maybe get an answer, but from what he had seen so far, the creature was good at its words and hadn't spoken a single word.
Sighing to himself, cain took the gun that was at his hip, pulled back the action, and placed a small bullet between the eyes of the creature. Putting the firearm back at his side, he scratched his head.
"Guess I'll finish dissecting it and get on with my day then."
Cain worked for hours, carefully striping the muscular system from the skeletal system, pulling the muscles off one by one and placing them in the preserving gel he liked to use on the people he killed in the past.
Taking a pressure washer, cain sprayed all the bits of blood and flesh still hanging on the corpse. Then he took the bones and placed them into the gel as well. The last bone that remained was the spine, and as he was picking it up, something caught his eyes.
Cain paused and looked at the runic-looking carvings. The carvings shown with dark red light and slightly vibrated the bones.
"Well, that's something I didn't expect; let's see what it is, shall we?" Cain spoke in a soft voice and reached for a small bone-cutting saw.
The small saw soon released its buzzing sound into the room; shortly after that, the sound of bone being cut sounded out.
He began to shave small layers of bone off; not wanting to destroy whatever might be in there, he acted with caution and keen eyes.
Eventually, the glowing became more and more intense until he stopped using the saw altogether and pulled out one of the most miniature and precise chisels that money could buy.
"What the hell?" Cain spoke aloud as he took the chisel and started scoping out a small red glowing ball with more of the carvings he had seen before.
It took steady hands and more than a few drops of sweat, but Cain finally managed to get the orb out.
Frowning, he lifted the orb to the light and looked at it with a puzzled expression. For the first time in Cain's short life had had something that science could not explain in front of him.
"Gideon come here will you?" Cain spoke into a walkie talkie.
The butler soon shuffled his way into the lab and looked at the creature with disgust evident on his face.
"What can I do for you young master?" He looked at cain with expectant eyes.
"This." Holding up the orb so Gideon could see, cain spoke calmly. "I want you to get this studied by the best and then pay them to keep their mouths shut."
Gideon knew better than to ask cain what it was or why he needed to do something, so with a slight nod, he grabbed the orb and put it in a small biohazard bag.
"This thing is not natural, and I don't want to hold it longer than I have to." Thinking of leaving the building with haste, a cold sweat broke out on the butler's back.
Cain pinched the bridge of his nose, looked at the decimated corpse behind him, and sighed. Well, there is one last thing I can test.
Throwing a plastic sheet over the corpse, Cain rolled the body out of the room and down many hallways until he got in front of a large door labeled. [Lab animals].
Swiping his card, he walked into the room with an eager expression; the place he entered was a massive room with hundreds and hundreds of creatures.
Picking up a rat cage with a couple of rats, he brought it over to a giant glass cage and dropped a rat in.
"Alright!" Grabbing a notebook, he wrote down what he was doing step by step.
Walking over to the creature, he grabbed a small chunk of meat and put it in the case.
The rat wobbled over to it and sniffed it. The rat instantly opened its mouth and started to breathe heavily.
"How interesting, rats are incaple of pukeing but that is the sign that they think something is gross or something that causes nausea."
Rubbing his neck Cain thought for a second and then had an idea. "If it won't eat it than I will just have to inject it with the creatures blood" Cain smiled at the rat and grabbed a syringe.
Cain got it full of the creature's blood and walked over to the rat, stabbed it with the syringe, and placed it back in the cage.
The Rat continued as nothing had changed, and cain frowned. But then the creature suddenly fell over without even so much as a twitch.
"Well, that was rather anticlimactic. Well, at least I know that its blood has one effect, and it is deadly." Sighing, he went to pick up the rat but stopped when he saw the rat's skin fall off, and the rat started to move again.
"Now that is a little bit more fun." Smiling a broad smile, cain pulled out his notebook.