The source [Tsxero]

A small mass had been suspended within the strange tube, a growing lump of cells forming tissues. A next step within evolution for him, multiple meta-genes synthesized and put through the same work that had been done to create him, to the point that it had been twisted beyond the scope of its original form. It was a gene, but not the one that so many people had connected with metahumans, no it was something that had transcended such a concept. It had been a week since the process had begun within this out of the way lab, not his man one but one built within the facility that The Ultra Gang resided within, thanks to one of the Ultra Gangs members; coined attack dog by the leader. Regardless, he had been accommodating enough to allow him a lab, composed of a rather impressive amount of technology, and something that he took advantage  of.

His black mask rested upon a desk, unused for the moment as Alpha had been sure that anyone that wanted to interrupt would have to knock beforehand, giving him enough time to pace the mask on before they could see his true face, not that he had a feeling it would mean much if Tsxero saw it. A dull throbbing worked its way through the back of his skull, not as painful as it was sometimes but it was enough of something to cause a low sound of irritation to slip out from Alpha. It seemed perfection was not something that he had managed to achieve, only a headache and a half. These criminals were only a means to an end, and until that end was reached, they would continue to play their parts. In truth, Alpha didn't think that any of them really knew what he had in store for them.

”Begin  next phase.”' He muttered loud enough for the sentence to reverberate through the room, as liquid would begin to turn a dull florescent blue color. Numbers flashed across one of the panels, while Alpha seemed to nod pleased with the results, absently adjusting one of the smooth leather gloves upon his hand. The start of another pahse within the development, the beginning of the next phase of his plan.

A plan that had required so many sleepless nights, not that he wasn't used to them before. In fact, Alpha couldn't remember the last time he had slept, but then again that may have just been fatigue setting in more than anything. Omega had demanded that he be brought along this time but Alpha needed him to look over the others back at their home base, he was fine enough with being alone here. He was among allies, for now at least and so he had no reason to worry. Seemingly pleased with this work, Alpha massaged the bridge of his nose, small dark bags now more apparent under his eyes than before, sinking into a chair as it rolled back and turned to allow him to face what appeared to be a large computer.

Now came the more annoying part.

Okay so these jackasses had lived with them long enough and μrsine kept quiet for far too long. Actually he needed to keep quiet a little while longer. That's why he was actually stalking through the vents with a deadly silence. He was like one of those people who wore all black and were never seen. No not Deathbringer, that dude was in black a lot but he wasn't the same as what μrsine was thinking. These people had the almond shaped eyes shouted loud words and made magic things happen while telling people to believe things too much. What were they called? Niggers? No that was an uneducated person. Nija? Oh wait it was a Ninja! That's what it was. Okay yeah. That makes more sense. He felt like a ninja!

Not a sound was made as he climbed through the vents in his Blessed form, peering down through the vents and looking down at Alpha. It wasn't like he got to see Alpha's face to be honest, but it was a point of curiosity. He had to bet that Alpha was horribly disfigured. Now it was a morbid curiosity, a temptation really as μrsine saw the mask laying on the table. Oh boy...here we go. μrsine silently slipped out of the vent, morphing to his human form for the most part, his tail being the only part of him that was still in his blessed form. He used his tail to slowly and quietly stick his tail into the ceiling and he dangled there, looking to Alpha as he hung upside down, in his mind imagining himself as spider man. He reached out and pulled back on the chair and looked into Alpha's eyes. "Awe...you aren't horribly disfigured!" He whined before his tail seemed to vanish into thin air, causing him to drop. Middle drop with an elegant twist added and μrsine landed into a squat before sitting there patiently.

The annoying part has arrived.

Alpha had not been expecting the sudden face only inches before his own, dull blue eyes meeting with similarly colored blue ones. Honestly, he wasn't expecting someone to appear from nowhere to begin with, but now he was facing an unknown for sure.  Time slowed down for a moment, and the male would likely feel themselves being thrown against the wall with a dull thud. ”No, i'm not horribly disfigured.” He stated rather simply,  eyes scanning over the computer panel. He could of course snap their neck, but then again that would have gained him nothing in the long run. His chair twisted, allowing him to look upon the were-alien with an almost all consuming glance.

”Now, I don't think i've had the pleasure of meeting you yet.” The question was simple enough, not that he expected much of an answer. A small amount of pressure would apply to his throat, enough to make breathing a pain, yet not enough of one to make it impossible; an inconvenience more than anything.

"Who are you?"

μrsine was definitely taken back by the sudden usage of telekinesis. He found himself ever so shocked as he was pinned against the wall before the other man was glaring at him. μrsine was used to the glares, Tsxero gave them to him when he refused to wear clothing. Then again μrsine was constantly in and out of his blessed form, which means tearing of clothes. That and their people never had a problem with nudity before. Granted MOST of them stayed clothed, and the only one who wasn't clothed when their psychopathic "guests" were around were the ones in their blessed form. That was normally μrsine, but now he was in his human form and he was slightly finding himself bothered by the sudden pressure on the air way. Not the best way to introduce ones self, getting bothered by being choked.

  "The one person in the colony you REALLY don't wanna threaten!" μrsine rasped as he gave a little glare at Alpha. Now this was just embarrassing, and while μrsine was known for his playful and overly flirtatious nature he wasn't a fan of being the subject of embarrassment. He let out a little growl as he tried to move and wiggle himself free.

Alpha had gotten an answer but it was by no means helpful, in fact it was for the most part useless. The lone person he didn't want to threaten in this colony? That didn't answer his question, beyond apparently either this guy thought he was important or he was important. At the moment, all Alpha knew was that he was holding a naked teenage looking human male against the wall, which likely had s many negative connotations that he did not want to get into it. ”You are?” He asked this sounding almost amused. ”Looks more like some manner of masochist to me.” The pressure against their throat would let up, and slowly they would be lowered to the ground.

”But that doesn't answer my question. I didn't ask who you are to the colony, or why I shouldn't be pinning you against the wall, despite how you actually seem to be enjoying it.” Now he may have been teasing the male some, but then again he may have not. "Though now i'm curious as to why you're nude."

μrsine was lowered to the ground before he decided to sit, rubbing his throat as he looked down. He was rather embarrassed of himself at the moment. Maybe it was because he didn't like being at this bastard's appraisal. Oh hey, wait a minute. Is that why humans wore clothes? μrsine grunted a little. "Well if it ain't rough it ain't fun. You obviously know that." μrsine said with a smirk before he looked down and felt overly annoyed by his awkward situation. He just had to be a fan of rough-housing. A big fan of it with another big fan of it.

  "I'm μrsine. The fun one." μrsine said, introducing himself as he began to grip at the floor with his toes and looking around to try and remove the fact he was under scrutiny. Then came the million dollar question. Why was he nude? Because fuck you, I win. No that wasn't the best idea to say. God forbid he actually take him up on it. Wait was that a bad thing? Yes...yes it was. What was this guys question again. It took a moment but μrsine sighed and shrugged. "Because being in our blessed forms rips clothes. Honestly the colony isn't exactly shy about it...just when we have human guests like you psycho-dellic people." μrsine  said, catching himself from saying psychotic people. He leaned back and cocked an eyebrow. "Why are you people so shy about it? Don't act like you don't enjoy the view." μrsine  chuckled before looking off as he heard a distant clatter with his eye twitching a little. The noise was someone moving out in the hallway, but they continued to walk past...probably just one of the knights on rounds... he looked back to Alpha and cocked his head to the side, wondering what the Hell he was supposed to do now. He could probably try and find out what he was up to...but that honestly would probably just lead him to getting choked again. Initially a pretty awesome idea, the long term though...not so much.

So it seemed that he was not the only one fond of rough housing, but then again that was not the point of their whole confrontation. He had this guy pinned against the wall, in a position not many people would be too fond of. ”Perhaps I do but that's another issue for another time.” Alpha noted with an amused smirk and a raised brow. Despite the slightly younger males attempt to sound mischievous in some manner, Alpha could note that he was somewhat annoyed by his predicament.

”Well Mursine, it's... a pleasure to meet you, I'm Alpha.” He added with a chuckle, seemingly enjoying the whole teasing bit. If he were truly doing so one could not tell, but then again that was just how the enigmatic Alpha was. It made sense that the forms they took would rip clothing, granted he was also expecting them to have technology to get around such things. To be honest, this one reminded him of Zeta in a fashion, minus the love of cursing and smoking.

”I enjoy the view but that is unimportant. Why humans wear clothing is varied, but prudence always seemed to be one of them.” Okay, Alpha may have been enjoying himself somewhat, moving his hand with palm raised upwards and seeming to scratching an imaginary chin with his index finger. Likely the male would feel a similar sensation, until he stopped it and reclined within his seat. ”That aside, what brings you to this little section of the colony? Was seeing if I was deformed your only reason?”

A small clatter could be heard out the corner of his attention, not enough to make him move beyond a simple twitch of the eyebrow.

Was that the only reason he was here? The implications of that were...interesting. μrsine actually contemplated that as he sat there, his face turning bright red, his chest turning red as well for some reason. That was just a little biological oddity, his chest burned up with the rest of him. He looked up at Alpha and arched an eyebrow. "Y-yeah w-w-well. Deformity was the main reason. It's not like I planned on you gettin' all handsy...or well... telekinetic handsy." μrsine said before his back shot straight up, jerking back in reaction to the touching of his chin. What did this guy thing he was some kinda kitten? Fuck that guy. Not literally, well he would but he's the one being handsy here. That and that's sort of frowned upon in society here. Also μrsine has no idea what the hell that entales.

"H-hey. If you're gonna tele-molest me, at least do it somewhere worth while!" μrsine snapped before growling a little bit and then looking to the screen just behind Alpha with a head cocking to the side. Hey if he was risking rape here he needed to find a way to distract the devious non-deformed person. μrsine disliked alpha for not being deformed. Now he couldn't call Alpha the devilish, devious deformed one.... μrsine loved alliteration...and Alpha absolutely axed it. The bastard! Oh hey wait, computer stiff. Stuff. Computer stuff. His mind is totally not in the gutter at all.

"So what's on the computer." μrsine asked changing the subject as best as he could.

Alpha noticed the strange red coloration that was beginning to form upon Mursine, or rather around his chest region, drawing his sight from other unsavory areas. ”Is that so? Well now that we seem to be where we are, you don't seem to be too against my being handsy” he added slightly teasing, yet not exerting his telekinetic influence over the blessed one anymore. Why he was enjoying teasing the male so much, even Alpha could not fully understand though he did have a basis upon doing so. Understanding how he reacted to certain stimuli always helped to understanding him on a more fundamental level.

”Somewhere more worthwhile? Is that some kind of invitation.” Okay, he couldn't help but chuckle, almost amused by the statement, and how he could use it to the males disadvantage. The growl may have been showing some manner of annoyance with the current situation. ”Now, do you want clothing or should I continue to....ogle you?” Now it was all up to the male really, though Alpha would have been fine with either answer. Well, it was that way until the male would attempt to distract him by pointing something out upon one of the monitors.

”Research data, statistics, things of that nature. Something I imagine would bore you.” This hadn't been said dismissively so, considering Alpha was unsure of what this males interest was. ”Unless you would want me to show you exactly what is on it.” He added in, removing the black leather jacket and letting it hang over the side of his chair.

"Ugh, no. Oogle for all I care. I'm NOT putting on those suffocating threads. Their like Chinese finger traps, I swear." μrsine said before shuddering. The truth of the matter was he despised clothing in most conventional formats. Unfortunately for him that makes leaving the colony a hastle. But he might not mind having to put boxers or something on. "If it'll keep you from raping me I'll wear boxers...but I hate shirts." μrsine added before waiting a moment contemplating what information the guy would give him.

"Uuuhh... yeah, so I'm totally into learning." μrsine said, though it was only a half hearted attempt to sound earnest. "I'm slightly confused as to why you think a nerd who can create life in a petrie dish would be bored by it but...eh...meh." He said with a shrug.

”Honestly, if I had wanted to....rape you, it would have already happened.” Something about the implication didn't sit well with Alpha, but he let that small change within expression fade away rather quickly. ”Wear whatever you want really, it doesn't bother me.” Turning his attention from antagonizing the blessed one, Alpha turned upon the rather large monitor behind him. He kept his attention upon Mursine of course, but that came with being able to think over many things at once with little difficulty. The statement about him creating lift with a petri dish did interest Alpha, but that may have been because he did similar things.

A few click of the keyboard would cause the monitor to shift, showing different things upon it. ”Well then, it seems we have very similar interests, well more than one anyhow.” He added in with a small chuckle, typing in a little more and seemingly clicking on something. ”Creating life is my specialty. Humanity may have a dim view of creating life, but then again i'm not so bound by their morality.” Whether the male cared enough about the small bit of knowledge didn't matter to him, it was more idle conversation than anything. Another few strokes of the keys and the monitor changed to what he was looking for.

”If you're interested, you could look over some of my research.” Alpha noted moving his chair enough to allow Mursine to stand there and read over what was displayed on the screen.

So what he was hearing is...this guy was good at procreation? So if he were good at procreation why did he bother to even act... you know what. μrsine wasn't touching this one with a 20 foot pole. And by 20 foot pole he obviously means his penis. If it were a 20 foot long pole that is. That aside he was comfortable where he was...and when he wasn't being "oogled" as the other guy put it. His head twitched slightly when there was an even more subtle feeling that washed over him a moment, the hair on the back of his neck standing up even when there were no cues to make him anxious. Alpha turned to make a coupe actions on his computer and that was when μrsine made his great escape back into the vents, having near silently transformed as he did so.

If Alpha heard anything it would be accompanied by a knocking on the door. Someone with ore manners than μrsine had seemingly come along and scared him off before he could get the chance to see Alpha's research it would seem.

Alpha had pulled up a small amount of information upon his own research, and if this male had even a remote interest within genetics, then they would find something within his databanks of interest. If not, then he would have wasted his time, which was never a good thing within his mind. A small sound had caught his attention, but that was followed by the sound of someone knocking on the labs door, Alpha sighing softly as he turned his chair around only to see no one there. The strange little male by the name of Mursine had disappeared it would seem, and left him there slightly confused. Perhaps he had sensed the person knocking on his door coming almost a mile away but that could have not been the case.

”Come in.” Alpha said loud enough perhaps for the one knocking to hear and come in. Normally he would have worried about them seeing his face, but then he remembered that they were criminals, not as if they could do much to incriminate him and any proof he could easily dispose of. Looking upwards, he noted that perhaps the vent was the way by which the strange alien had snuck in through and left his through lab, which meant he would have to be more mindful of that entrance.

The door opened by seeming to dematerialize (like a lot of other doors in this place) and sliding back so that the one whom knocked could enter. In another moment Tsxero could be seen stepping into the lab. He wore conventional clothing, thankfully. His clothing matched that of a rather well off and slightly trendy person. A black shirt that had been properly tucked into a pair of black jeans and a grey jacket over it, as if trying to combat the rain they were having outside. Tsxero brushed his hair slightly and the water would mist away just a little as he seemed to try and control where he left his mess. Leaving it by the door was far easier to clean. He removed his slightly muddy shoes and stepped off to the side before shedding the coat and hanging it off to the side on a stray chair.

"Hello. Alpha I was hoping I could talk to you a moment. If you...have....time..." Tsxero said as his speech began to space apart it was obvious he noticed the open vent. He looked to it and then sniffed a little before looking to Alpha. "A kid by the name of μrsine bothering you?" Tsxero asked, noting his little brother's scent as it lingered in the area a little. His face impartial as he gave an interested but cold and intricate gaze to the surrounding area, mentally measuring it and keeping his wits about him.

"Well if he ever acts up just flog 'em...or throw a beaker at his head or something." Tsxero noted as he sighed, realizing his little brother obviously escaped through the vent.

The person walking through the door was more familiar than the one that had slipped through the vent, Alpha's mind actually putting a name to their face rather than what had happened before. He was a member of The Ultra Gang, if his memory served him well anyway, and the primary muscle of their little group as well. From what he had said initially, it seemed as if he wanted something, and that alone was enough of a reason for him to take an interest in what the male wanted. It was not often that his fellow gang members would bother him for something, but then again surprises were what made life interesting. However, what he wanted was interrupted by what looked like the male noticing the open vent and then asking if someone was bothering him.

”Yes, you could say he bothered me.” Alpha noted with a slight suggestion within his tone, motioning with a hand as the vent seemed to close itself. A mention of flogging him was brought up, but then again, Alpha was never one for violent means of punishment. Besides, if he knew anything the little bugger would likely enjoy it more than anything. ”That aside, you had a reason for coming here, as you were mentioning earlier?” he would start, bringing the conversation back onto track. ”How can I help you?”