The Future Troops

Omniscient POV.

Date: 2083, July 20th.

Location: Dérekee SS training grounds

2 Months later.

...

"808s LINE UP!!" A short hybrid alien says. "I AM INSTRUCTOR ZEEL AND YOU WILL BE UNDER MY COMMAND UNTIL YOU COMPLETE YOUR TRAINING, YOU GOT THAT? NOW EVERYONE START BY INTRODUCING YOURSELF BY NAME AND AGE."

He looks over to his far right. "YOU ON THE LEFT FIRST!"

"Felix....17" a chubby short white skinned boy with brown hair and bushy eyes says shyly.

"NEXT!" the instructor says.

"Erica, 23"

"NEXT!"

"Max, 28"

...

"NEXT!"

"Adam, 17" which soon is followed by numerous people mumbling and discussing amongst themselves. "...That guy is 17?" mumbles one person.

"Trenny thing is possible" answers another.

Adam now stands at 2 meters tall.

He is wearing a skin tight white tee and black ripped jeans with a chain hanging from his pocket.

His once lean and ripped body has filled in giving him a new and improved Bulky Chris Evans look.

"SILENCE!" Zeel yells. "Pop quiz! the genome you all have is directly modified by our kingdom's most brilliant mind.

We pulled the most compatible lifeforms of your primitive planet over under our wing using a mental shockwave teleportation device, one of a kind technology if I do say so myself.

There were 30,000 of you in the beginning but experiments don't always go as PLANNED, using the Monarch's genetic code the first 4 batches of 6,000 didn't work due to the pure power contained within his genes.

So we opted for a more... reliable method in improving our forces diversity.

Every single one of you has a different woolrich's genes in them from filth to the monarch himself and well you see...

why do you think Adam's genetics are so strong?" *inaudible mumbling filled with confusion enters the training grounds*

Then one trainee comes to an enlightenment, "wait - don't tell me.. you guys gave him.. THE MONARCH'S GENES?!" "Hehehe.. precisely Mr. Rhodes" says Zeel.

...

Adam POV.

4 Hours earlier.

Walking down the streets of the capital, I am met with unfamiliar buildings and beings similar to the ones who experimented on me.

The creepy guy said I was supposed to report to the training grounds... Would've helped if the prick could've given me directions.

I wonder if they have Ubers here??

Looking to my right before crossing the street, I walk out and make my way down the road.

A hovering car runs directly into me from my left.

"ooh shit, are you good bro?" says the wannabe truck kun.

"Hey? Are you alive... shit this isn't a good first impression... please don't be dead.. pleaseee pleaseee. fu*kkkkk" he says anxiously, he walks up to me slowly.

Laying on my back. I'm still in a haze, I look over.

"you're human??" I say as I see a tall slim american guy with black hair.

'He looks like he is on his way to the beach. Where did he get his fashion sense from... fairytail??'

"YOU'RE ALIVE THANK GOD... I thought I was gonna have to make 'how to get away with murder alien edition' phew."

I ignore him.. "You're from earth?" I ask.

"Yeah? we might not be large in number but it isn't really rare to see" he says.

"You're the first human I've seen", I said.

"Well from the way you were walking down the street and didn't use the cross-transfer I'd say it's your first day out.."

"Cross transfer??", I ask.

Dude.. look at the pole that says "touch me to transfer to the other side". he says.

'Huh.. maybe I should pay more attention to my surroundings.' I shake the dirt out my head.

Standing up I ask him "hey.. so what's your name?"

He smiles "Nico, and you?" and extends his hand out.

"Adam." I say while reaching out and shaking his hand. "Are you headed to the boot camp?" I ask him.

"Yeah, you too? I hope I become a spy." he says laughing. "Need a ride?" he asks. "..yeah.. thank you." I say.