Chapter Text
Experiment 003
Age: 6 months
Status: Alive
Notes taken by: Dr. [REDACTED]
Experiment 003’s vitals are stable, has survived the first six months of infancy, beating out 002 by two months. Its development seems to have rapidly increased at the 5 month mark, x rays showing signs of higher bone density. It is still too early to tell if 003 is a success as of now, but we have hope that we have finally created the perfect specimen. Average heart rate of 100 beats per minute, 7.25 kg.
Experiment 003
Age: 1 year, 6 months
Status: Alive
Notes taken by: Dr. [REDACTED]
Experiment 003 has shown rapid growth since the last assessment. It has already shown signs of increased strength, having begun to walk much sooner than 004. It has an average heart rate of 127 beats per minute, and a weight of 10 kg. Development is aligned with our predictions
Experiment 003
Age: 2 years, 6 months
Status: Alive
Notes taken by: Dr. [REDACTED]
Experiment 003’s growth has slowed down exponentially, having retained the weight of 10 kg. While its strength seems to have increased, it is now able to understand grip strength tests, with results coming from 12 tests, 6 for both of its hands. It seems to show no preference for left or right handedness, having scored a 40 for both. It had much greater grip strength than 004. Vitals same as last year
Experiment 003
Age: 3 years, 6 months
Status: alive
Notes taken by: Dr. [REDACTED]
003 has experienced another growth spurt, and we have begun teaching it to use stiletto knives. As of November 13th, 19XX, it was able to quickly move through our training course, and managed to get 3 centimeters away from the center of the target. Vitals are as follows.
Weight: 11.2 kg
Heart rate: 122 beats per minute
Grip strength: 45 L, 47 R
Experiment 003
Age: 4 years, 6 months
Status: alive
Notes taken by: Dr. [REDACTED]
003 has remained stable, its strength growing by the day. By its fifth birthday, we expect it to make its first kill. Vitals are as follows
Weight: 12 kg
Heart rate: 121 beats per minute
Grip strength: 58 L, 59 R
They were leading her down a cold hallway, all blinding white like her room. It felt nice to be somewhere that wasn’t the training room, though she did miss her friend. The scientist had his hands on her shoulders.
“You will do great, 003”, he said. “All you need to do is kill it”.
“Kill what?”
“Your target”
They arrived at a metal doorway. The scientist pressed on the keypad, which scanned his fingers to let him in. Inside, there were three other men, all staring at her. Someone handed her the still-et-oohs.
“Is it ready?”
The scientist nodded.
“Okay, opening the door now”, he said. With a swish , another metal door opened. The scientist pushed her in. Another one of the men pressed on a button.
“Releasing the target now”, he said. 003 felt a shiver run down her spine as a trap door opened, revealing a white rabbit with blood red eyes. 003 clenched her fists around her knives. The rabbit was cowering in the corner, clearly afraid of the little girl.
Kill it .
003 lunged at the animal, twisting on her feet as it jumped away. The rabbit leapt to another corner. 003 was hot on its trail. Closing one eye to aim, she threw the knife in her left hand at the rabbit, aiming for its head. It hit it in the leg, as bright red blood blossomed over its pristine white coat. She could taste the metallic smell in her mouth as she approached it. It limped halfheartedly away from her, before collapsing to the ground, quivering.
Don’t be sorry, it is your target, 003.
She held her remaining knife with both hands, holding it over the target. She plunged the knife into its skull, feeling the bones splinter under her strength. Hot, sticky blood poured over her scrubs, as the creature wriggled on her knife for a few moments, before going limp. Her heart was pounding in her skull, as she felt something fall down her cheeks. A shock zipped through her nervous system.
Was she…crying?
003 wiped the tears from her eyes, pulling the stilettos out from the rabbit’s carcass. She wiped them on her scrubs, making them shine golden again. She could hear muffled clapping from the other room, and she beamed.
Experiment 004
Age: 6 months
Status: Alive
Notes taken by: Dr. [REDACTED]
Following the success of 003, we have moved ahead with our initial plans for a supercomputer specimen. 004 has survived its first six months, though not without struggle. 004 is weak compared to 003, having nearly died from a viral infection at the age of three months during our infection experiment. It is projected to start talking at nine months.
Experiment 004
Age: 1 year, 6 months
Status: Alive
Notes taken by: Dr. [REDACTED]
004’s health has improved much more over the last year, as well as their speaking skills. They can now speak in coherent, yet simple sentences, asking for food when it is hungry, asking to turn off the ‘bright’ when it is tired. Development is going faster than expected, though we are still unsure if the highly superior memory has worked yet.
Experiment 004
Age: 4 years, 7 months
Status: Alive
Notes taken by: Dr. [REACTED]
After an experiment gone awry with some of our canines, half of our data and research paper was burned down. 004 does in fact have superior memory, having been able to recite 76% of what we lost from its perspective. It is able to calculate multiplication and division problems at the accuracy of a 12 year old.
003 and 004 have developed a friendship over the years, both being close in age. They seem to have given each other the names ‘Loid’ and ‘Yor’ respectively. We are attempting to nip this naming problem in the bud.
When she came back to her room, she was crying. 004 pressed his face against the glass as 003 sat down on her mattress, holding on to her knees. Her scrubs were covered in blood.
“Yor?” he whispered through the air holes. “What’s wrong?”
She glanced over at him, shaking her head, jabbing her thumb towards the observation room. 004 understood it immediately.
They were being watched.
003 leaned against the air holes. Knowing it always calmed her down, 003 took a strand of her long black hair, and began to braid it. He wasn’t sure where he learned this, but it always made 003 happy when he did it.
“They made me kill a rabbit”.
004 dropped her hair, letting it unravel. “ What? ”
“I-I didn’t want to”, she mumbled, her voice breaking. “But I had to, cause they’d shock me”
“Shhh, it’s alright”, he said, picking up her hair again. Her sobs softened as he braided and unbraided her hair over and over, until they became quiet sniffles. “You’re so strong”.
“Yeah”, 003 chuckled, twisting over to face him. “You’re smart”.
“I know”, 004 bore a haughty expression, wrinkling his nose in fake disgust. “Do not talk to me, scum”.
003 laughed. 004 felt a strong feeling inside of him, though he couldn’t find the words to explain it.
Little did he know, it was love.
Experiment 005
Age: 2 months
Status: deceased
Sirens blared just outside of their rooms. 003 clutched at her ears, letting out a high pitched whining noise.
“What’s going on!?” she screamed over the noise, as scientists raced past them. 004 pressed his face against the ventilation, staring at her.
“I-I dunno”, he said. “I think it’s 005!”
003 felt her heart sink.
“Is he okay?”.
They sat there for a minute, in complete silence, before the sirens stopped.
“He’s dead”.
They both pressed their foreheads together through the plastic window. Red eyes staring into blue.
“Loid?”
“Yeah?”
“We’re always gonna be together, right? You’re not gonna die, okay?”
Solemnly, he nodded.
“Pinky swear it”.
004 stuck his pinky through the hole, and 003 wrapped hers around it.
“I swear it”, they both said at the same time.