Human Genome Project Sub-levels

Mutt could hear the creature of the night beginning to creep out from the darkest places, but most wouldn't bother Mutt, they had a mutual agreement after a few fights. While their web could hold survivors and alike, they only proved to be an annoyance to Mutt. The smaller ones had problems with them, but Mutt, as always, was territorial and wouldn't allow one of her Pack be taken by other hybrids. She could hear the man's footfalls getting closer, she was gaining on him until he stopped. However, she kept going, thinking he had turned to fight her again, only hearing him doing something to the ground. He was probably getting a makeshift weapon maybe, she may be smart for a Cerberus but she didn't know about what gas could do.

So, luckily for the man, she rain headlong into it, unknowingly inhaling the toxic fumes into her lungs, she was focus on the prize: Killing him. Her forelimb raised to swat the pipe away, but by then it was already too late, she was about to bite down on his head when the fumes took their effect. She hesitated a moment, reared up on her hindlegs, towering over the man with her claws raised. Confused, she could only stand their as she began to feel lightheaded, loosing control in all her limbs next, so she began to fall forward. Onto the soldier. While he might be big, Mutt weighed more than him, especially with all that deadweight.

A strange sound came from the great beast, akin to a growl that could have signaled that she might still be awake if she hadn't moved when the soldier hefted her limply on his shoulders. She was simply snoring, quite loudly in fact, her mate shifted but remained where he was, unsure what to do until her heard the night creatures getting closer. He took off away from the sound of arachnids, returning to the Den which he would likely stake claim over now that Mutt was out of commission. One of her maws hung open, so a bit of her saliva oozed down and dribbled on the man's shoulder, the thick goop collecting there.

She was still mostly out of it, but she began to get feeling back along with a bit of awareness, something was being pulled tight over her hefty frame. On instinct, she remained perfectly limp until she gathered herself up more, now she could hear something, garbled speech she didn't even understand but registered as masculine. The man she had been fighting probably, though she didn't quite understand the concept of being tied down. When he pats her side, that's when she snapped, bucking harshly only to feel herself incapable of more more than a scant few centimeters. Her claws dig and dent into the table as she clenched all her muscles to strain a bit weakly against her bonds.

Mutt was in a state of what could be considered deep sleep, unaware of the outside world, but semi-aware of being touched. Her body was seemingly constantly mutating in subtle ways, like getting sick for the first time, building the immune system up. The sedative worked pretty good for the moment, not like it would be needed in the future with the device implanted inside her. She twitched, thick muscles jerking a bit, sort of odd to see such a monstrous creature twitching while dreaming like any average dog would. She was dreaming what one would think she would be dreaming of: Eating. Eating everything in fact, Mutt was insatiable in her appetite even to the point of over eating where she had to vomit it up. Gruesome really, but Mutt wasn't exactly the pampered pet.

One head was lolled to the side, the jaws partially open as the sickly tongue lays against the table. The other head was resting on her chin, her nose twitching slightly as her mind was idly picking up the different smells but was unable to come out of the deep sleep. The massive tail swished to one side, the tip hanging off the side of the table, it only could crack a person's neck if used as a whip. For the moment it was mostly secured to the table, there was more straps visible than there was Mutt it seemed, which was a good idea to have considering her sheer strength.

A low growl rumbled from the creature, obviously not happy in her dreams. Her claws curl, making an awful screeching from claw upon metal as she braced herself for some imaginary fight. She squirmed a bit in her bonds, not really threatening to break them, as all dogs tend to usually stay in the same spot while dreaming. Her lips twitch as she huffs a great wind, causing a bit of saliva that had pooled on the table to ripple and shudder. The spawn inside her were still forming, they would be distinguished lifeforms but not close enough to come out an wreak havoc on the world just yet. Even they twitched a bit within her, dreaming of the beautiful ruined shithole the world had become.

Mutt was quite enjoying beating another Experiment 0005 into the ground, she had been fighting over rights to eat first in her dream. Not even registering the scent of the woman or the prick in the tender skin on the inside of her neck, she was still twitching a bit, but she began to calm down. The dream world began to fade into gray, unable to remember what she had been dreaming about only seconds later as the chemicals injected in her system began to clear her mind. The first sign that she was awake was the fact that she had gone still, assessing the situation before alerting anyone or anything that she was awake. She could hear a heartbeat close by, nostrils flare on a intake of air, filling her lungs with the scent of human.

Not knowing about the chip implanted inside her, she began to growl, stronger than the growl that had been while she was asleep as the head that had been lolling to the side rolls up straight. However, she couldn't lift her head up off the table due to the restraints, her sharp ears perk up, honing in on the woman's position. She didn't move for a long time, letting the silence strain between them. Suddenly, she jerked against her restraints, her powerful muscles bulging as she strained against the straps and cords. The leather groaned but otherwise refused to give Mutt any quarter, she continued to press up against them for a moment more.

Upon realizing that the table nor the straps would give way, she slumped against the table. Her jaws opening a bit against the cords. Her mouth couldn't open wide enough to let out all of her tongue without having it nick her sharp, multiple teeth. She snapped them a couple of times in a threatening manner, the only thing she really could do aside from thrash her tail a bit in her anger. She didn't like being here, she knew the feeling of being strapped down quite well and she didn't favor it much.

Mutt despised the straps that restrained her movements, tensing against them every once in a while. The chip had actually tamed her down a notch, it was just the anger of the straps that had caused her to react so. If it hadn't been for the microchip distorting her thoughts she probably would have been thrashing wildly at the moment like any wild animal would do, especially with the amount of aggression she had in her system. She could hear that odd voice again, making her head move in its direction, confused by the A.I.'s presence. She growled a bit louder due to the confusion and the fact that she had an itch behind her ear and couldn't scratch at the moment, it was highly annoying her to no end. The other head tracked the woman's movements while the main one was trying to guess the AI's location.

She could feel the microchip in her mind, Mutt didn't mind, mostly because the chip had began to lower her aggression, or rather bottling it up. When she began to feel the straps slowly become undone she was practically quivering with excitement and as they finally slide off her powerful frame she lunged off the table. The tile floor provided little traction however and did not give way to her sharp claws, so she skidded and crashed into the tables, knocking over a few things. Shaking her heads from the crash, pushing herself up onto all fours. Her ears swivel around, but she couldn't hear anything, the walls prohibiting her from hearing outside them. Thinking that she was alone, she began to inspect her newfound territory, oblivious to the AI for the moment. She brushed her side against the wall, judging the size of the room, feeling the indention of the door and drew out one tongue to drag it across the surface.

Moving on, she began to feel hungry once more, luckily she didn't feel the need to eat humans thanks to her behavior control. Instead she sat down beside the table, opening both powerful maws, she began to chew on the table in attempts to eat it and curb her boredom. Her thick tail was partially curled about her body while her hind legs poked out a bit, making the scene disturbing since such a grotesque monster was in the act of what a puppy would do.