C 89. We Are Done Here

His left hand was folded with the legs but the right hand was the one raised and trying to tear the layer 

It was a struggle that lasted for about two minutes until the boy managed to claw the layer open.

The liquid pours out and the boy tries to raise his head by using his hand to support the head.

But he failed. Then he used the right and tiled the body a bit to free the other hand. Together left and right hand, he placed them on the ground and raised his upper body from the thigh.

He gasps for air. With both mouth and nose, he couldn't hold up any longer and fell again.

He tries several times until he lies on his stomach, his face free and his mouth free to take in as much air as he could.

His heart beat is still strong, and his vitality is off the charts as I can see the other woman whispering things with amazement.

The boy's skin was pale but gradually his body recovered. There was a tail on him but under our watch, the tail kept reducing in size until it disappeared in his body.

The one thing I noticed was the boy is giving out the pressure of danger.

~Hoo~

Thank goodness, they have their boy back and I'm freed from all this tension. 

But I need to check one last time.

I sat back, closed my eyes to meditate. I hear both my heart and blood flow. A sign is a recovery.

I prepared my mind and I opened my eyes for one last inspection.

His body is human, the heart, the brain, the lungs, the kidneys, the liver, all other organs are in order. Nothing wrong with him.

I get all that in a split second.

Then his power was registered at the back of his nape. By a casual look, it's just a dot of green light but that was the Little Tiger sleeping. 

And the energy that made its body was so dense that it could flow like a river if needed. It was about to get irritated by my gaze and wake I redirect my gaze to normal sight.

I concentrate not on looking at his inside but for something.

One last check!

"Leroy Vincent!" I said with all intents. 

This is like when I asked Dr Khan with all intention of knowing an answer.

The boy suddenly shot up and looked directly at me, but he couldn't see me as his eyes darted around trying to see who was calling him.

His stance was Tigers stance ready to pounce forward in case of prey or predator.

~Hoo~

"Here is your boy!" I whisper as my body leans back and I fall asleep.

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//Sector 7. Natural Forest View. Susan POV\\

I watched his tired body fall fast asleep. Despite faking it, he has deeper tension than me.

~Hoo~

That was scary, if Leroy died I and him would have become this facility slave and I doubt Director Khan will save us.

"He did well!" 

My heart trembled, I quickly stood up looking at the speaker. 

"Director Irene!" I said.

She smiled, "No need to fret. I wanted to know why he threw the table at the screen window the first time he saw the body move?"

"I don't know the reason but, it seems he is furious about someone or something that wanted to interfere.

That something or someone is not visible to him, but after directing his intent anger the thing seemingly leaves!"

"I see. I heard your power has improved! You did not get any scenes from his emotions?"

"No, I did not. His emotions are always chaotic as if someone that is at Stage 5 Madness.

That made capturing the frequency of his emotional turmoil very hard. And without that frequency, it's impossible to generate scenes in my head."

"Okay, what about the new boy?"

"That is Leroy Vincent's new body!"

She looked at me with a blank look. 

It takes all my strength to resist trembling under her gaze.

"The boy's emotions are turmoil and he is in confusion but the frequency of the heartbeats that pump the physical hormones which in turn send stimuli into the body and give various responses to the brain and from the brain is the same as Captain Leroy Vincent.

I have been tracking his now secreted hormones and using them I scan the whole body over and over again, I'm still doing it.

All that is showing me is that the entire frequency of blood flow, its interaction with the organ vessels, the collection of oxygen from the lung, encompassing the brain responses all belong to Captain Leroy Vincent.

The only difference is the body is younger, about twelve years old. Also, this body as frail as it may seem is twice as strong as the old body, without transformation of course.

But! There is a part of him I did not dare to scan using his hormones, that is at the back of his nape. 

There is concentrated violent energy there as if a beast slumbering!" I managed to say.

"How concentrated?" She asked after taking her eyes off me!

"I can't describe it!" I answer.

"Good, you have done well."

She walked and stood before the window screen watching the kid that is half asleep in the empty wild forest.

I quickly tapped my tab and a circle appeared which spit out my personal Tire 4 Guard. I order it to use telekinesis and take Subject 3519 to leave the place. 

Our job is done.