Vampire: World of Blood-Chapter 108: Horsemen II

Hexamore Continent

Sector 77, Ioda Empire, Ioda City, Ioda

H.A.D.E.S. Underground Research Institution

November 12th, 1784, Monday, 3:00 PM

Nine months had gone since the terrifying night when #981 observed the horrible experiment on #1413. The center remained a swarm of activity, with rumors of a new, huge project circulating among the scientists and staff. The Horseman Project was the H.A.D.E.S. Institution’s most recent and deadly venture.

In the heart of the underground complex, a massive, sterile laboratory was readied for the Horseman Project’s launch. The area was full of modern gear, its surfaces glistening in the intense lighting. The air was thick with the aroma of antiseptic, a testament to the institution’s strict sanitation regulations.

Sigma-C stood at the helm, powerful and ominous. His cloaked figure was a frequent sight among the children summoned for this massive experiment: #981, #1413, #401, and #22. Each child was imprisoned in a separate holding unit, their expressions a mix of fear and steely determination.

Dr. Lawson, who is now the project’s scientific team leader, began the briefing. His tone was calm and deliberate, with no suggestion of the moral quandaries that such a task should have entailed.

"Evening ladies and gentlemen, as you all are vividly aware, we have all gathered here today in order to commence the long-awaited Horseman Project. If everything goes as planned, today is the day we make history, as man will finally be closer to that of the gods, after all that trial and error, that led to many failures, we were finally able to stabilize the formula for a safe transmission."

Dr. Lawson announced, his tone authoritative.

"This project involves the injection of cells derived from a dead alien false god from the ancient planet Ostalg. The goal is to awaken the latent potential within each of the subjects, which in turn should grant them a portion of false god’s power."

Lawson added that the other scientists who were present to observe the transfusion watched in astonishment and minor concern because there was a possibility that something would go wrong.

And if it was anything like what happened with the animal subjects, which resulted in a large massacre of an entire unit of special forces, what would happen if these little monsters went berserk as a result of the transfusion? Fortunately, the presence of Sigma-C there with them did alleviate some of that concern.

An enormous, cylindrical machine stood in the center of the room, connected to each confinement unit via a network of tubes and cables. The machine housed the dead alien false god’s cells, which had been taken and stored using the most modern technology available.

"The alien false god dubbed Eve controlled four distinct types of energy."

Dr. Lawson continued, gesturing to the containment units.

"Each subject will be infused with one of these energies, granting them unique and formidable abilities."

Dr. Lawson spoke, his gaze fixed on Sigma, who was walking to the containment cells at the time, as he examined each of the children. Each of them was terrified, but two of them were different. #22, the eldest, had a face of pure anger and determination; if looks could kill, Sigma would have died millions of times already.

On the other hand, #981 had a resolute countenance, determined even, and Sigma knew those eyes all too well. It was the gaze of someone who accepted reality as it was. He was determined to see this through; it was the eyes of a warrior who was unsure if this would be his last battle but knew he had to do it.

But, putting that aside, he had noticed a significant difference in #981 during the last several months: he was less defiant, more mature, and highly cooperative. Out of all the other children present, #981 gladly engaged in this test of his own will. As a result of the outstanding conduct system, he was rewarded numerous times throughout the months and advanced to a more leader-like position among the children of his rank.

"Good #981, unlike the rest you actually see the bigger picture, continue to do good by the brotherhood, and one day, maybe you too can join the high order."

Sigma told the child, who just offered a quiet nod, but over the months since he began to behave, the people here have been treating him better, and some of the scientists here show him respect if not cautious fear. #981 knew that if he wanted to survive and possibly escape this place, he needed to play by their rules.

And one day when they slip, that would be the time when he will make his move, till now, he will just use them to acquire even greater strength.

Sigma, on the other hand, began to walk to the children and started to give them their designation.

#1413, the girl with the extraordinary electromagnetic abilities, was designated as Conquest. She would receive the power of divine energy, an energy that allowed the manipulation of laws themselves.

#401, a boy known for his vivid imagination, and ability to manipulate his own acceleration was assigned the energy of Imagination and given the title and name of Famine. This energy would allow him to manifest his thoughts into reality, an ability that bordered on the fantastical.

#22, the eldest and most resilient of the children here, was designated the title and name of Death. He would receive conceptual energy, an energy that could manipulate fundamental concepts, altering reality itself.

Finally, #981, the boy with the crown, was designated as War. He would be infused with faith energy, an energy that could manipulate beliefs and convictions, and transform that into a multiplier of sorts that can increase his power even more, enhancing his already formidable powers to an insane degree once infused.

When that was said and done, the transfusion finally began.

The process started with #1413. Her containment unit was lighted by a harsh blue light as the machine began to operate. The experts closely examined the readings, modifying procedures to ensure accurate administration of the potent cells.

Dr. Lawson provided a detailed explanation to the observing scientists as the procedure commenced.

"The cells of the false god are being introduced into #1413’s bloodstream through a highly sophisticated mechanism. These cells are designed to integrate with her DNA, enhancing her innate abilities and granting her control over divine energy."

"After all, we organize each energy type into distinct cells to increase the yield of manipulation during transfusion. This wasn’t easy at first, but the people at SSS Department, managed to categorize them as such, to make it easier for us to work with, even though it took months to complete."

A robotic arm stretched from the machine, with a syringe at its tip containing a luminous blue material. The syringe was carefully placed in a port on #1413’s containment device, and divine energy began to flow into her veins the moment it was injected. Normally an energy type is from the energy spectrum but the way these cells operated, it became a biological trait rather than a special energy one can manipulate with practice.

#1413’s body convulsed as the energy flowed through her, and her eyes shone with an intense, otherworldly light. The apparatus around her experienced a surge in power, and the scientists gazed in astonishment as her electromagnetic fields intensified, bending the space around her.

One of the observing scientists, Dr. Mahler, noted the immediate effects.

"Her electromagnetic fields disrupt the fabric of space around her. The divine energy appears to be massively expanding her previous abilities greatly allowing her to open portals more distinguish than before."

The next number was #401. His containment unit was illuminated in a brilliant green light. The machine was programmed to administer the cells carrying the imagination energy.

"The cells are now being integrated with #401."

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Dr. Lawson narrated.

"This energy will enhance his cognitive abilities, allowing him to manifest his thoughts into physical forms, this is how we program it, although the final results might be different, given his body might adapt differently to it, than the intended results we originally want."

The robotic arm went back into place, injecting the green-hued cells into #401. Almost immediately, the air around him shimmered, and dim, ghostly pictures appeared, flickering in and out of existence as his newfound abilities took effect.

The boy was basically playing with it at this moment like a toy.

Meanwhile, the scientist observes with awe, documenting everything they are witnessing.

Dr. Mahler observed the phenomenon with fascination.

Naturally, she began to come up with a theory on the spot as to what those ghost-like things were.

"Perhaps those are more of a tangible construct, hmmm... from what I know, #401 loves horror movies."

The robotic arm injected the purple cells into #22. His body glowed with a dark, ominous light as the conceptual energy integrated with his DNA. The air around him seemed to distort as if reality itself was bending to his will.

The only thing keeping him at bay was that device itself.

As per usual, the curious Dr. Mahler commented.

"Hmm, the conceptual energy is allowing him to redefine the essence of objects and beings. he might be manipulating the core principles of reality here already, despite just awakening it, what a terrifying compatibility it would seem."

Finally, it was #981’s turn. His containment unit was enveloped in a golden light as the machine prepared to administer the faith energy.

"This energy will grant #981 the power to manipulate beliefs and convictions."

Dr. Lawson stated.

"He will become a beacon of faith, able to inspire and control others who worship him through sheer force of will alone, like other users of this energy, but more subtle."

The robotic arm inserted the gold cells into #981. As the energy surged through him, his crown shone brighter than ever before. His already heightened senses stretched even further, allowing him to perceive the emotions and thoughts of others surrounding him. The room was filled with tangible wonder and reverence.

To the lesser beings here with weaker minds, they all began to bend the knee, praying to him like he was some kind of god or divine being, their mind was being affected. Their loyalty and determination to serve was feverish given how loyal they suddenly became, despite not being worshipers.

Dr. Mahler noted the effects, she and Lawson feeling it but it didn’t take full effect on them, rather she said with an intriguing smile.

"The faith energy is boosting his already impressive abilities. His potential to influence other people’s beliefs and convictions is already powerful; if he is trained and mastered to an even greater extent, he will become a formidable force for sure... it would seem that War and Death are the MVP of this experiment."

The process was completed. The offspring, now imbued with the energies of the slain false god, were dubbed the first generation Horsemen of H.A.D.E.S. (Conquest, Famine, Death, and War). Each of them held powers beyond human comprehension, which had been unlocked by the extraterrestrial cells that had been merged into their bodies.

Sigma-C looked upon them with a sense of satisfaction.

"Good, I look forward to seeing how you all fair in the front lines, albeit vastly weaker than a good amount of our elites, you all possess potential far greater than any of them, even when all combine."

"Now then shall we move to the testing ground to see how much stronger you all become."

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