The man stared blankly into the night sky, and saw a star brighter than any others, he looked at it wondering why it was so bright, and then noticed something about the star. It was getting brighter, and moving around. It was no star, it was a helicopter.

Chapter One

A man lays in a room with metal walls, and a radio attached to the wall. He wears full black clothing, and his eyes are shut tight, but then the man suddenly awakes. The man looks around, confused by his surroundings, but can not think this situation is dangerous. 

He lays there thinking about where he was, where he could be, or where it is he should be. He thought he should be there in the metal box, where he had awoken for the first time, the place he was made, or where he thought he was made, since he woke up there with no memory of anything else. 

The man looked at his own body, and examined it. He noticed there were hairs on his arms, and he was wearing full black. He felt around his head, and touched his beard, and hair. They both seemed outgrown, too large for his body, and they were long. But he did not think much of it, as he could not tell if they were long nor short, as he had never seen an average one. 

He had never seen anything like hair before, and he didn’t know anything about anything. He only knew a single language, English, and the ability to remember new things. He constantly thought about the box he was in, and what might happen next as he sat down, and began to wait.

Hours went by, and the man slowly thought something might happen. He looked around the room, and instinctively looked up at the radio, which was high on the wall, and unreachable. He thought some noise might come out of it, at least maybe a voice, and then it did. 

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The voice started, and his empty metal box immediately started filling with sound, as he listened in. 

Chapter Two

The voice began with a ringing. The ringing was a high pitch noise, and made the man’s ears hurt. He didn’t think about the ringing, because he had something much more important to prioritize his attention on. The voice had started, and it was telling him his situation. 

The voice lead on, “This is a testing site. This testing site was designed to test the abilities of scientifically made soldiers to aid a company that’s name will be kept private. You also may have noticed your full black clothing, and there is a white code on the front of your top.” 

The label read, ‘#BCXN’. The voice continued on telling him about his new code. It was to be used as his central name, and he would be referred to by it. He now knew his name, and why he was there. He was a scientifically made human, who had superhuman abilities, and were made specifically for fighting. 

He looked around the room, and he was prepared for the test to begin, which the voice had told him about. The test was supposed to be a test for his maneuverability. This was to test how well he could move in complicated situations, where he might have an odd place he is fighting in. 

The voice started once more, beginning with its ringing, it said aloud, “The tests will begin momentarily,” 

He waited for the tests to begin, and knew he would have to complete it. He didn’t know why he felt like he had to finish them, he just wanted to. He wanted some kind of achievement. Some kind of reward, even if the test was easy, he wanted to complete it as fast as he could, and do more and more things. 

The man instinctively looked towards the wall, as he had done with the camera, and he was ready for the test to begin. He stared at the wall silently, as he waited for the test to begin.