Harry Potter: A Fan Fiction - Volume 1 Chapter 10 Alpha Drug Series
Subject 3975 lost consciousness when he was forcefully transformed into a werewolf and did not remember anything afterwards.
He soon woke up lying in a new cell with thicker walls and bars made from pure steel. Inside his holding cell is a long table filled to the brim with different kinds of food.
‘They treat test subjects a whole lot better huh.’
He was left alone in his cell but he knew that somehow he is being watched like a zoo animal.
In a night of a full moon, he automatically began to transform into a werewolf. It was different from the first time he transformed where he felt immense pain and bloodl.u.s.t.
Unlike other werewolves mentioned in the novel, Subject 3975 did not have sparse hair/fur he was also not as gaunt as the norm. He looked more like a bipedal wild wolf, if there’s any. His eyes burned with red light as he trashed about in his cell. When he woke up once again and regained clarity of mind, memories of his transformation flooded back to him. It was mostly him banging the cell wall until his claws broke and his muscles are torn. What amazed him is the rate of regeneration when he is transformed. Noticing that he is once again lying on a surgical operation table with metal bindings.
His memories about his past as a gang boss now grew ever distant and blurred. Aside from the injection of a special drug called Alpha, the kid began to tinker with his head.
The result was power. He grew stronger and stronger still as time went on, he also began to feel like wresting control of his body during one of his latest transformations, a feeling that grows stronger and it wouldn’t take long before he can control himself.
Experimented on.
Mind r.a.p.ed.
Again and again.
He grew submissive in fear for the power his captors held in their hands.
‘Who are these people?’
After a session of being once again experimented on, he sat in his jail cell awaiting his transformation. Today is a full moon.
The moon that hid beneath the clouds spread its light and touched the world of mortal men. Inside a single jail cell is subject 3975 a former gang boss.
On cue his eyes was alight in the dark cell it was not the previous red color but was golden, his hair started to quickly grow longer, facial hair became more pronounced as it spread throughout his body. His bones began to reform, he grew from an average height man to 2 meter tall furry man-beast. He became more muscular and he could feel strength flowing in his blood. The bones in his face slight jutted out into a snout but didn’t have a very distinctive change to his appearance only serving as to make his bite more powerful, he looked more human than wolf if not for the hair, nails, tail and canines jutting out of his upper lips. The most amazing difference is not these however, he was aware. He remembered how he lost consciousness due to his transformation but now he was conscious during his transformation.
“Subject 3975, can you talk in that form?”
A man wearing jeans and black shirt appeared outside his cell. Fear as a conditioned response took over as he quickly tried to answer the question lest he be tortured until he did. He himself learned in the hard way when he tried to escape that it is better to cooperate than resist.
“I think so.”
He sounded like batman, but his voice was clear and intelligible if not for the slight tremble that can be discerned.
“Ohh… Hahaha. There’s no need to fear. I simply wish to speak, as long as you answer my questions without withholding the truth, you’ll be fine.” Viktor said with a thin smile in his lips.
“I understand.”
“Well as you know, I have invested a lot of money and time with you and the other subjects, I gave you power and now you are semi-immortal, born anew as a new specie from the flawed werebeast. You are a WOLFMAN, first of your kind. A progeny if you will, but I assure you that you will not be the last. So…. Are you willing to work for me or do I have to force you?”
“I am willing.”
“You have just made the best decision that will change your life. Sign there using your blood Mr. Alpha Wolf.”
A scroll was tossed inside the cell and subject 3975. He didn’t bother to read it, he slashed his own arm and smeared his blood onto the parchment. Words inside the parchment lit up as the scroll hovered in midair burning out from the sides to the middle until nothing was left.
“It’s good that you signed it quickly but you should have read it. It is a magic contract and you will die along with your seeds if the contract is breached. Basically, you are my property now, you are under me and will bow to no one else. You will follow my commands to the letter and will not act on your own or act against my benefit. Amongst other things you can not talk about me with anyone. Do not worry you won’t be able to even when under veretaserum. Let’s go, your future brethren awaits for you to turn them.”