Bestia Vis

A scientist makes a serum that, when injected into a human would give them animal-like abilities. Someone injected with a hawk could snipe something two miles away without a scope, someone injected with a wolf could run for days at full speed, someone injected with a snake would have their speed, accuracy, deadliness, and you get the idea. The scientist shows off his serum to the American government with his first subject, Lethero.
They agree and establish a base in Alaska. Lethero is the Sergeant-Major of a new para-military group in the US Marines. It is known as Bestia Vis, Latin for Animal Force. Lethero's job is to train and help the newcomers who are willing soldiers of various ranks from the Army and Marines. They are assigned missions overseas for special "hush-hush" missions. I will get into a deeper plot later into the story, and I will reveal that when the time comes, so no one try anything to big.

for the animal powers, be realistic, what abilities would a certain animal have that would benefit a soldier on the field. Also if you were going to choose to be like Spiderman, remember that Spiderman's ability comes from a spider that has been genetically engineered from several other spider. Note: only one animal per person, no mixtures of animals.

Rules:
1)No God-modding.
2)This thread is for the story, and to post your bio, no conversation. Take those to PM or Chat.
3)If you have a problem with what someone posts, tell me, don't take it into your own hands. I will deal with the arguments that deal with this story.
4)As I said before, only one animal per person. You can have multiple abilities from one animal.
5) The minimum per post will be 200 words. I will be checking, so don't think you will get away with it.
6)One character per person.
7)If you want to leave this story, talk to me and we will arrange a way to kill or get rid of your character.

Bestia Vis: A group is consisted of 4 people. The highest ranked being alpha, and everyone else Beta. The base is located in Northern Alaska. Training fields are outside and inside. Everyone is expected to be the best of the best.

My bio will outline everyone else's bio, I don't care if you add on to it, but at least try to add every detail of your character that I put in.

Name: Lethero
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 215lbs (If you use the metric, just put your metric weight)
From: USMC (United States Marine Corp) Note: If you want to use a group from your country feel free to, but try to make them the special forces.
Rank: Sergeant-Major
Animal: Arctic Wolf
Abilities: Resilient to cold, stronger eyesight, hearing, smell, and taste. Can see in darkness. Can run for days at full speed. Wolf instincts topped on top of his marnie training.
Description: (The animal you choose will also have some affect on your general appearance.) Amber eyes, sharpend teeth, longer nails, white hair, pale skin. Wears a black sneaking suit. Always carries a socom pistol, and uses a shotgun on missions.
History: Has been with Doc (The Scientist, real name is John) for five years. Is from Alaska. Served in Iraq for 2 years. Has a degree in Mechanical Engineering.

I will start the story.


I stood in front of the new recruits. Looking each and everyone of them in the eye, I could tell who would give me problems. I sighed and decided to get this over with. "Welcome to the newly formed Bestia Vis," I said. "For those of you who weren't debriefed on what this is I will give you a short explaination.

"Tomorrow all of you will be given an injection, in this injection is the genes of an animal. They will combine with your genes and you will be given animal like abilities." As soon as I said that everyone laughed, as if I were crazy. "I assure you this is no joke. After the injection, your next two hours will be a living hell. Then for the next six months you will be adapted to your abilities. I assure you that you will not enjoy this." I saw them all go pale. I smiled, exposing my sharp wolf-like teeth. "Anyways, the Doc is waiting for you all. Have fun."

Name: Heather Burdock

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Height: 5'6"

Weight: 145lb

From: USMC (I'm too lazy to go find a different one. >_> )

Rank: I suppose I'll go for Lance Corporal, Private, or Lieutenant ... your choice. *shrug*

Animal: Mexican Wolf

Abilities: (I'll just steal most of Ash's ) Stronger eyesight, hearing, smell, and taste. Can see in darkness. Can run for days at full speed.

Description: Amber eyes, mostly dark brown hair, with some more creamy-brown sections. (Not very noticeable though as human.) Has to cut nails often to keep them short.

History: Influenced by her father, who was in the army, Heather decided at a young age that she wanted to join the Marines when she grew old enough. She lived in Idaho before joining.

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(I'll post later tonight, Ash!)

I call a girl with tiger serum injected in her.

(Sorry. >< I'm not very good at starting in stories, my posts will get better later on. Why exactly is the Doc waiting for us if we aren’t getting the injection until tomorrow? >_>)

“Anyways, the Doc is waiting for you all. Have fun.” Lethero said, smiling strangely at the group standing in front of him. Once dismissed, a few of the recruits left the room while others talked quietly to each other about the chances of this being true, while making their way towards the door.

It’s possible, just very unlikely.

Heather figured, walking towards the door the other soldiers had gone through. Turning her head briefly, she caught a glimpse of Lethero, who was analyzing the other soldiers before turning his gaze to Heather. She looked away before opening the door and walking through, closing it behind her. A wide hallway stretched out in front of her before turning to the left farther up ahead. There were a few doors on each side, most labeled with bold white text stating who would be in the room or the purpose. Heather stopped at the final door on the right side of the hall, which was clearly labeled with the name of the scientist who came up with the serum.

I’m sure it’ll be interesting to go in there, once it’s time.

Claim a spot for someone with a bear serum. I'll post a profile after school

Name:Kogitsune

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Height: 5'4"

Weight: 130 lbs

From: SFOU (Stealth Force Operations Unit) I don't think this is real but...

Rank: I don't really know this... but I'll put- Lieutenant

Animal: White Fox

Abilities: Very good with stealth, lighter on his feet (Soundless in other words), and is very flexible/strong (can jump high and run fast).

Description: Long Spiky white hair, skin is normal...I guess, eyes are blue, skinny (not very muscular), shy and takes orders easily.

History: Worked with the special ops. for three years.... that's about it...

Kogitsune followed the group worried of what was going to happen. Needles tended to scare him which wasn't going to make it easy. He approached a door which read, "White Snow Fox" in big white letters. Immediately he knew he was going into that room. "Come on people, lets keep moving," said Lethero as he signaled the soldiers to follow. Kogitsune, or "Fox" in Japanese, glanced at the door one last time before regrouping...

That was pretty short, But I wanted to introduce myself real quick. >.<

Alright, seems like fun.

Name: Lars
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 90 Kilo

From: Greenland Marine Corp
Position: Military Scientist

Animal: Vampire Squid

Abilities:

-Blue Blood, transports oxygen more efficiently thus making breathing both underwater and at high altitudes not a problem, also has slow metabolic rate. Resilient to air based poisons.

-Bioluminescence, can give off light blue light from body, can eject cloud of bioluminescence to obscure sight making for a good escape mechanism.

-Regeneration. Slow regeneration of limbs is possible.

-Spots of light producing organs on skin that can produce disorientating light.

-Fast in water

-Extreme eyesight

Physical Appearance: The effect of the Vampire Squid serum would cause Lars' skin to become smoother and more translucent, most likely in a blue hue. To mesh the two together, the bioluminescence would work together with the light producing organs, meaning dots on the skin that give off a constant bioluminescence that can be turned up or down which also produce disorientating light when needed. Small slits will have formed along the sides of his neck that now take care of all breathing whether in or out of water.

Gear: The thinnest armored suit possible, as stream lined as it gets. If not available, normal clothes. Prefers the use of poison based smoke grenades and a sniper rifle.

History: Young scientist who joined the marines so he could receive funding to continue his ocean based research. Has not been involved in any military operations but has received full training. Specialized in Ocean Biology and Bio Chemistry.

Lars entered the room with some caution. It was a full scale laboratory with at least a dozen scientists running around. Large machines and computers plastered the walls as cables and tools cluttered the floor. In the middle of all the mess was a large chair that had a million cables running to it, with a large telescope looking device pointed towards it. Lars stepped forward but someone grabbed his arm, it was one of the scientists, looking very flustered.
"Who are you? And what are you doing in here?" he demanded.
"I'm Lars Trier, I'm supposed to be here," Lars replied.
The scientist grabbed a clipboard lying on one of the computers and hastily scanned down it's content.
"I see," he said looking up, "you're early."
As soon as he was done speaking he brushed past Lars and headed towards a group of scientists all huddled around the big chair in the middle of the room.
"I'm on time you know!" Lars yelled to the scientist.
"You're early, we're late, it's all the same, we're not ready yet!" The scientist replied from across the room. Lars just stood there with his military bag full of clothes and a look of frustration. He could explain the entire procedure front to back on a chemical level, but that still didn't take away the fact that it would be a very painful experience. Lars wished that it could be done as soon as possible, and his patience was not to be tested at a time like this. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a blue glistening light. The light was coming from beneath a forest of cables and upon moving them Lars saw it. It was a tank, one squid floated around in it in solitude. It was the squid that Lars had chosen to involve in this experiment, a vampire squid. Floating gently in the water, Lars could hardly imagine that he would soon become closer to this animal than any other human being. No longer would only his mother and father have had a say in his genetic makeup, this simple squid too would become his ancestor.
"Mr. Trier!" Lars unpeeled his eyes from the tank and looked up, "If you would please come here we can begin the procedure!" one of the scientist from around the chair yelled. Lars walked over and was immediately greeted by several pairs of hands all pushing and strapping him into the chair. It was cold, and uncomfortable. All the scientists moved back to their stations. A bright light shot out of the telescope into Lars' face, blinding him entirely.
"Now I'm sure you know how this works Mr. Trier, but just to refresh, we'll be firing the DNA disruptor into your eyes momentarily," a loud booming voice said, "Normally you shouldn't feel anything, well to be more exact you normally won't be anything." Lars bit his lip.
"Once that's been done we will be inserting the DNA into the back of your head, which you should feel. The DNA will then begin bonding with your now open DNA and begin reproducing, this process should take two hours and will be, as you know, the most painful." The voice continued. Lars felt like he should say something, maybe even try and keep the conversation going but before he knew it he felt his last grasp on humanity. All he could see was light.

Name: Rennsela D'Maro

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Height: 5'8''

Weight: 114lbs

From: CIA, she was a top spy.

Rank: Canshe be second in command?

Animal: Deer/Doe

Abilities: She became very fast, her movements are very graceful, almost like dancing, and she has a quick acting mind that lets her come up with plans on the spot. Great hearing.

Personality: Very clever, but kind. Her main character flaw is her lack of trust in people.

Description:

Spoiler

She now has much tanner skin before, and has large, grey-black eyes. They allways seem to know what your doing before you do it. Wears a spotted lepord shirt and a pair of black pants. She allways has a small knife on her.

History: Has been with Doc for one year. Is from Texas. She got her shot before most of the others. Was an assasin for a while for the FBI and also worked as a spy for the CIA. Never knew her real family, began training to be a spy at only three years old.

Rena

I walked through the halls looking at the nervous patients. Yes, it was painful. I remembered my experiance. They said mine would hurt more than the rest, because I was more fragile, but not anymore. I walk up to Lethero, or Lero, as I call him.

"How are the patients taking it?" I asked.

"Some are better than others, but none very well." he said. A scream came from the other room. "But you are still a patient yourself, you know, only a year ahead of the rest."


"Don't rub it in." I said. He knew I was more than slightly jealous of his leadership position, but not enougth that I would ever do anything about it.

"Who's doing the worst?" I asked.

"If your wondering, none of them were taking it as bad as you. You don't have to be mad about that. It is said and done now. It shouldn't happen again."

"And if it does?"

"It wont."

Another long, drawn out scream. "Was I that bad?"

"No, you suffered in silence, but your heart rate reached over 290. That is quite impressive."

"I am glad I was silent."

Name: Jane Race

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Height: 4'11"

Weight: 100 lbs

From: US Air Force

Rank: Pilot of cargo planes

Animal: Black Bear

Abilities: Great strength, increased sense of smell and hearing

Description: Black hair that is cut off at her shoulders, hazel eyes, small but strong, loyal to the very end

History: Jane joined the Air Force as soon as she was old enough. When it was requested for her branch to send someone for the project, Jane was the only one to volunteer. She wasn't in the Air Force for long before she left for this project.

Jane

Everyone around Jane was tense. People kept disappearing behind the large double doors at one end of the room and didn't come back out. Jane bit her lip and wondered why exactly she thought this had been a good idea. She at least hoped she would get bonded with an animal she identified with, something with wings.

"Jane Race," a man in a white lab coat called from the double doors. Jane stood on shaky legs and walked toward him.

He frowned when she reached him. "Small one, aren't you," he commented.

"Yes, sir, but I'm strong," Jane insisted.

"No matter," he said. "Follow me."

He led Jane through hallways until they reached a door labeled in black letters. Jane craned her neck to try to catch what the letters spelled, only managing to see the word 'Black'. She prayed it was some sort of bird.

"If you would, Ms. Race, situate yourself on the exam table," the man said.

Jane sat on the table and took a deep breath. Please, she prayed. Please have wings.

Two Days Later

A total of fifty soldiers from various military organizations had received the serum.
Some of the people had maintained most of their human looks, while other would never be able to pass as a human. I've even heard that one of had his skin become slightly blue. I was lucky that my physical changes only went as far as my eyes and teeth. Most would think that the pain of their body accepting the animal DNA was the worse, but I knew better. The next six months were going to be the worst for them, their minds and bodies trying to get used to their new abilities.

I stood in front of a group who had accepted the canine DNA into their body. As I expected, they all avoided my gaze, accepting my dominance. I decided next to test their patience, something a human would find hard.

First an hour passed, then another. No one moved as five hours went by. Through out the time I paced in front of them, looking into their eyes, and watched as they looked away. After stuffing ear plugs into my ears, I pulled out a silver whistle. I put it to my lips and blew.

All of them cringed and covered their ears, some looked to be in serious pain. I put the whistle away and took out my the plugs, smiling. "Good," I said finally. "Your hearing and patience has improved. That whistle I used was not a normal whistle, but a dog whistle. If you were human, you would've heard nothing, but it seems that your body has taken to the new DNA. Now shall we move on to the next test?" I clicked a button on the pad in my pocket, and a row of treadmills rose out of the floor. "You are now going to be running as fast as you can for the next ten hours. Let's get started."

Name: Damien Finch

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Height: 6'

Weight: 90 kilograms

From: Australian SASR (Special Air Service Regiment)

Rank: Trooper

Animal: Perentie Goanna

Abilities: Resilient to heat, sharp eyesight and sense of smell. Can reach high speeds while sprinting. Hardened skin, a hinged jaw and a mildly venomous bite that causes pain and swelling.

Description: Yellow-green eyes, short black hair, slightly darkened, tough skin, sharper teeth and nails. Usually wears his sand coloured beret, and will have it with him even if he isn't wearing it. Carries a Heckler and Koch USP, and uses an M4 Carbine on missions.

History: Born in Sydney, but grew up on a farm. Joined at age 18, qualifying for the SASR by 20. Served in Afghanistan for two years.