Warwick

The metal bars slid down as the magical prison gate opened. The test subject slowly took cautious steps forward to follow his new owner. From outside he discovered that the single cell that contained him for as long as he knew turns out to also be enchanted to make him feel isolated, the truth is that he wasn't alone in this place. Just beside his cell lies another cell and another after that, in fact it extends to God knows how long. From what he can observe, he is now surrounded by countless similar cells.

"There are 5000 Alpha test subjects here, most are werewolves I gathered from around the world but some like yourself are criminals turned into werewolves. I was actually expecting a lot more dead people before a successful product comes out, but here you are, in the flesh! Hahaha Come my dear pet! For your first mission, you will subdue them and then turn them your perfected kind, your kind will be called Wolfmen and you are the alpha of this new tribe. I will bestow to you the name of... Warwick... Warwick... You can keep your previous surname. Come close, hmmm let's see."

'Sobakin (dog)? Hahaha what a coincidence. Let me mold you into the warrior you are fated to become.'

"Alpha Warwick Sobakin!!"

Viktor touched Warwick's head and altered his memories to his liking.

It was not really difficult to fabricate a whole new reality for his new creation using ligilemency because of its mortal origin. Also, ligilemency is a skill which he practiced a lot in the course of his experiments with countless test subjects. Most of the earlier ones became retarded but well, who cares about those criminals, they are weak and evil so they should have seen it coming.

The wolfman opened its shining eyes and reveled in reverence toward his benefactor. He knelt on one knee and lowered his head.

"I bow to your will!!"

It seems like the loyalty traits of a man's best friend transfered pretty well in the transformation process. An invisible force lifted Warwick into a standing position.

"Rise. You have a mission to fulfill. I have great expectations from you."

Viktor had a generic smile plastered on his face he looked amiable but the aura he radiates outwards is enough to send shivers on a living beings spine from kilometers away.

"I hear and obey, master."

Snap*

Victor snapped his finger and disappeared.

Clack*

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The gates of the cells opened and out came the red eyed werewolves, they snarled and sniffed the air looking for prey, ready for a slaughter. This night is destined to be bloody and restless.

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Warwick POV

'Father gave me my first mission. I have to do well and prove myself to him to be worthy of his love.'

Warwick never felt so alive, he felt as light as a feather, he looked at his arms and flexed his muscles, he felt the raw power flowing in his veins, telling him that he could do anything if he wished it. The strength made him feel like he needed to vent it all out. Now that the perfect punching bags are out of their cage, its time to go all out and test the limits of his newly acquired strength.

*Awoooooooooooooooo*

Warwick unleashed a loud howl which almost became a shock wave that gathered the attention of the werewolves. Now that their attention are focused unto him, the werewolves began to slowly approach him while growling. They are evaluating their target.

Warwick sneered and cut his hand to draw blood. Red blood dotted with gold light began to flow but the process began to reverse until the wound cannot be seen anymore, not even a scar is left there.

They could feel the threat and power from Warwick's howl he is a powerful target, but fear did not exist in the heart of these mindless beasts as soon as he drew blood flood of red eyed beasts rushed to where Warwick is standing his blood smelled like a tonic to these beasts. Like a drug to an addict they instinctively felt like they had to devour Warwick at all costs to fill the missing piece inside them.

"Come hahaha! Let me see the color of your blood!!!"

With a maniacal laughter, Warwick rushed to the nearest one, grabbing it and biting its neck then used it as a shield to recieve attacks and then tossing it to the others after he was done. A single bite is enough to inject his own venom but the bitten ones will still stand up and fight once they recovered a little because the transformation would have to take some time. It was the beginning of a seemingly endless and bloody battle.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha... Come!!!"

'A battle maniac is born.'

Warwick is bigger and stronger than those fighting him but their numbers are simply just overwhelming. He was wounded all over, scratched, bitten, fist, elbows, knees. If not for his endless stamina and high regeneration rate then he would have been a foodbank for the ferocious werewolves for sure.

"Awoooooooooooo!!!"

His howl generated enough energy to push out everything around him to a distance of fifteen meters which bought him a few moments of rest before he was once again submerged in the sea of defective dogs.

Viktor watched from afar as these events occurred, beside him is Golie who looked down with envy towards his master's new creation.

"I did not expect the Alpha series to yield fruits first. The gene coder present in the werewolf venom is incomplete and very dangerous, the creator a genius but he must have lacked knowledge in genetic engineering because of the era he was born in. What a way to waste of talent. Truly tragic. Just imagine what we would have accomplished together if he worked for me?"

He looked at the carnage below where strewn limbs and internal organs littered the floor as blood flowed like river. Gore isn't totally his thing, but having experience is very valuable so he took the time to familiarise himself with the feeling.

"What of our Vladimir strain? Those blood suckers are physically weaker than werewolves but are conscious of their thoughts, it can be said that they are closer to perfection when compared to the former if not for the many downsides that come with becoming a vampire such as the thirst and having to stay away from the sun amongst many others."

"There are not much activity on their side as of yet milord. We are lacking in test subjects to increase our coverage as the older ones are very prideful and would rather die than be captured while the younger ones are... Well, they are weak as shit as you often put it."

Viktor smiled while scolding himself mentally for his behaviour and words in front of his subordinate. He nodded his head at this helpless situation while promising to become a better role model.

"Well, I guess I'll have to wait until one of them actually reawakens from their slumber. Make sure to notify me when that happens."

'I wanna see a vampiric wolfman. Hahahaha'

In his previous world, meta-humans became a trend that toppled the existing world order. He as the creator of the project became an very important asset to the world. This time however, he didn't plan to bring the same mayhem as it would only be detrimental if placed on the wrong hands. Only he himself and some of his people should benifit from this power up.

"Yes master."